Cam’ron, Jim Jones - Dead or Alive lyrics

Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah, Killa)
Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive
(Woah, Killa, Killa, uh)
Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah, uh)
Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive
(Bring 'em, woah, uh)
Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah, yeah)
Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive
(Uh, yo, woah, yo, yo)
Bring 'em dead or alive (Uh, woah, Killa)
Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive
(Dipset, woah, Santana, Freekey)
Bring 'em dead or alive (Jim Jones, woah)
Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive
(Woah, yo, yo)

Yo, the way I been treated
In this industry? Not nicely
Little faggot motherfucker like
Tried to get someone to pop my chain
Getting robbed, dog, is not my game
My nigga hopped out the van real quick
Cocked that thang
Reversed the situation, popped his chain
Be happy we ain't pop his brain
Ayo, I treat that show money
Mike, like it's coke money, all right?
So you better have it
Consequences could be a casket
I'm beyond forensic, a menace with a 'matic
I'ma leave 'em in the streets just splattered
Beat and battered, fuck cops
Police don't matter, bring 'em to me

Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)
Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)
Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)
Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)
Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)
Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)
Bring 'em dead or alive (Come on, woah)
Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive
(B's up, woah, Dipset, uh, yo)

Ayo, I'm pop to my name
With not a dollar, not a cent
Not a rock to my name
Yo, I'ma keep it funky, dog
I'll hock my chain for a block of cocaine
Now it's back to my block with cocaine
You know, re-in' up and filling up
Them pots with cocaine
Then you chop it up and bottle
Up and top the cocaine
Gotta watch for them cops and they chains
For them Diplomatic affairs
Automatic'll flare
I whips everything from automatics to gear
Yeah, you know sticks I clutch
'em, shots with six, i bust 'em
Cop kicks to scuff 'em, fuck 'em
Hop out the 6 and crush 'em, hop
In the 6 and dust 'em, boom

Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)
Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)
Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)
Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)
Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)
Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)
Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)
Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive
(Yo, woah, Killa, Killa)

Ayo, these niggas talking shit? (Woah, uh oh)
They about to get hit with fucking clips
(Woah) you better let 'em know (Know)
I got girls that'll buy me a quarter
Supply me with water
Beef come? Drive me to borders
Kamikaze with they homi's, body your daughter
Turn your whole crew into
Dodgers like Tommy Lasorda (yeah, come on)
So you faggots have that money in order
Jim'll come through with wolves and
Let the hungry extort ya
Now how is that for the drama suspense?
Any beef, our piranhas get sent
Kidnap your mama for rent
Hot shots from the Beretta will fly
I'm breaking bread with my guys, we
Want it dead or alive, Dipset, boom

Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)
Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)
Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)
Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)
Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)
Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)
Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)
Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)
Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)
Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)
Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)
Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)