TSM Beeezy - Dead Guy lyrics
[TSM Beeezy - Dead Guy lyrics]
Ahh, noo, noo, nahhh lil' beeezy!
Straight up out the P that's
Where my mama raised me
But I'm straight up out the streets thats
Where that Glock had made me
And I was posted on
Clutching that rod like daily
One thing I was taught was get
That nigga fore' he face me
Walk down on that nigga with his pants down
Like thirty minutes later thats
Another man down
I told them niggas we wasn't playing
We tryna get em off
Knock em off, kill em all
Like dominos tryna knock em off
Toolie in the tryna bang some
I told my brudda go spray some
No test he gon lay sum
And let a nigga play that, he a dead guy
My brudda clutching on that fucking red eye
And thats gon' be another fucking homicide
And Imma leave another
Motherfucking mama crying
Bitch I'm really bout mine
You know I'm down to slang iron
I throw back me a K9
My bruddas tryna slide day and night
Inside it's a fist fight
You come out here it's a gun fight
I be nigga, walking smoking dope nigga
See me bitch I'm loaded
You could catch me smoking dead guys
They want me rolling
Bitch want throw me back a thirty
Imma shoot this bitch like Curry
Bitch I'm aiming at your head now
My niggas coming
Yeah my niggas get to dumping
All them bullets get to humming
Yeah we push shit to bed now
Don't make a sound, bitch we let off a
Hundred rounds, yeah we really
Laying shit down
Bitch you know you is a dead guy
And if you move
Bitch I'm really going my move
While I'm clutching on my tool
Bitch I really want your head now
And bitch I'm done, all my
Niggas really go dumb
Bitch they hit you up with that drum
Make your ass go call the feds now
Eeny meeny miny moe
Put a tag right on his toe
Slap the opp infront his hoe
Bitch play the game just how it go
Straight out the bottom
Throwing up them fo's
My nigga scoring, pouring up a 4
Bitch you know I'm really thugging
Bake a opp right in the oven
Where them killers at? Tell me
Where them robbers at
Where them niggas at the
Bottom banging red flags
All my niggas they some goblins
Tryna get your hat they wanna get your hat
Tryna leave a nigga flat
Where them killers at? Tell me
Where them robbers at
Where them niggas at the
Bottom banging red flags
All my niggas they some goblins
Tryna get your hat they wanna get your hat
Tryna leave a nigga flat
Straight up out the P that's
Where my mama raised me
But I'm straight up out the streets thats
Where that Glock had made me
And I was posted on
Clutching that rod like daily
One thing I was taught was get
That nigga fore' he face me
Walk down on that nigga with his pants down
Like thirty minutes later thats
Another man down
I told them niggas we wasn't playing
We tryna get em off
Knock em off, kill em all
Like dominos tryna knock em off
Toolie in the tryna bang some
I told my brudda go spray some
No test he gon lay sum
And let a nigga play that, he a dead guy
My brudda clutching on that fucking red eye
And thats gon' be another fucking homicide
And Imma leave another
Motherfucking mama crying
Bitch I'm really bout mine
You know I'm down to slang iron
I throw back me a K9
My bruddas tryna slide day and night
Inside it's a fist fight
You come out here it's a gun fight
I be nigga, walking smoking dope nigga
See me bitch I'm loaded
You could catch me smoking dead guys
They want me rolling
Bitch want throw me back a thirty
Imma shoot this bitch like Curry
Bitch I'm aiming at your head now
My niggas coming
Yeah my niggas get to dumping
All them bullets get to humming
Yeah we push shit to bed now
Don't make a sound, bitch we let off a
Hundred rounds, yeah we really
Laying shit down
Bitch you know you is a dead guy
And if you move
Bitch I'm really going my move
While I'm clutching on my tool
Bitch I really want your head now
And bitch I'm done, all my
Niggas really go dumb
Bitch they hit you up with that drum
Make your ass go call the feds now
Eeny meeny miny moe
Put a tag right on his toe
Slap the opp infront his hoe
Bitch play the game just how it go
Straight out the bottom
Throwing up them fo's
My nigga scoring, pouring up a 4
Bitch you know I'm really thugging
Bake a opp right in the oven
Where them killers at? Tell me
Where them robbers at
Where them niggas at the
Bottom banging red flags
All my niggas they some goblins
Tryna get your hat they wanna get your hat
Tryna leave a nigga flat
Where them killers at? Tell me
Where them robbers at
Where them niggas at the
Bottom banging red flags
All my niggas they some goblins
Tryna get your hat they wanna get your hat
Tryna leave a nigga flat