Kenny Beats, 03 Greedo - Dead Presidents lyrics
[Kenny Beats, 03 Greedo - Dead Presidents lyrics]
Ran out with the facepaint, what, what, what?
What? (Woah, Kenny)
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint
We was chasin' cake, we was tryna rob a bank
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint
We was chasin' cake, we was tryna rob a bank
You was soldiered down 'fore you
Did all of them drugs (Now you strung out)
Remember you was soldiered down 'fore you
Did all of them drugs (Now you strung out)
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint
You keep David, you Chris Tucker
I'm Larenz Tate
Dead presidents, your friend's face
All my friends are dead, yeah
Or they in the feds, yeah
All my niggas upstate, niggas steady
Livin' through a pen, yeah
Feelin' like we shoulda went to Penn State
I be in the trap, fuck me damn straight
Yeah, got some guns in the trash can
Yeah, run it up, I need a damn bag
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint
We was chasin' cake, we was tryna rob a bank
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint
We was chasin' cake, we was tryna rob a bank
You was soldiered down 'fore you
Did all of them drugs (Now you strung out)
Remember you was soldiered down 'fore you
Did all of them drugs (Now you strung out)
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint
Now you strung out
You can't even pull your gun out
You the reason he got gunned down
And that's why you don't come 'round
You like you ain't from 'round
Fuck around get gunned down
Hoe you who we can't trust now
Ohh, this is not what you're 'bout
We the type to jump out
We ain't chasin' no clout
We want all the money, dead presidents
We want all the money, no evidence
Murder these niggas for money
I just want money ain't got a lot
She fell in love with all my
Lyrics 'cause they ain't no lie
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint
We was chasin' cake, we was tryna rob a bank
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint
We was chasin' cake, we was tryna rob a bank
You was soldiered down 'fore you
Did all of them drugs (Now you strung out)
Remember you was soldiered down 'fore you
Did all of them drugs (Now you strung out)
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint
Dead, dead, dead pres'
Money on your head, dead presidents
Greedy 'cause I'm dead
Got some guns in the trash can, yeah
Run it up, I need a damn bag (Police sirens)
What? (Woah, Kenny)
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint
We was chasin' cake, we was tryna rob a bank
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint
We was chasin' cake, we was tryna rob a bank
You was soldiered down 'fore you
Did all of them drugs (Now you strung out)
Remember you was soldiered down 'fore you
Did all of them drugs (Now you strung out)
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint
You keep David, you Chris Tucker
I'm Larenz Tate
Dead presidents, your friend's face
All my friends are dead, yeah
Or they in the feds, yeah
All my niggas upstate, niggas steady
Livin' through a pen, yeah
Feelin' like we shoulda went to Penn State
I be in the trap, fuck me damn straight
Yeah, got some guns in the trash can
Yeah, run it up, I need a damn bag
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint
We was chasin' cake, we was tryna rob a bank
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint
We was chasin' cake, we was tryna rob a bank
You was soldiered down 'fore you
Did all of them drugs (Now you strung out)
Remember you was soldiered down 'fore you
Did all of them drugs (Now you strung out)
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint
Now you strung out
You can't even pull your gun out
You the reason he got gunned down
And that's why you don't come 'round
You like you ain't from 'round
Fuck around get gunned down
Hoe you who we can't trust now
Ohh, this is not what you're 'bout
We the type to jump out
We ain't chasin' no clout
We want all the money, dead presidents
We want all the money, no evidence
Murder these niggas for money
I just want money ain't got a lot
She fell in love with all my
Lyrics 'cause they ain't no lie
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint
We was chasin' cake, we was tryna rob a bank
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint
We was chasin' cake, we was tryna rob a bank
You was soldiered down 'fore you
Did all of them drugs (Now you strung out)
Remember you was soldiered down 'fore you
Did all of them drugs (Now you strung out)
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint
Dead, dead, dead pres'
Money on your head, dead presidents
Greedy 'cause I'm dead
Got some guns in the trash can, yeah
Run it up, I need a damn bag (Police sirens)