You Should Be Dead Lyrics

[raindrops]
[thundering]
[coin drops]

[Intro:]
Ssssh!
I rock a nigga to sleep!
Rock-rock- rock-a-bye, baby! ("Rock-a-bye, baby! ")
Rock-rock- rock-a-bye, baby! [gun cocks]
Ssssh!

[Chorus:]
You should be dead by now,
Smile - but wait until my shooters come round.
With the talons and hollowtip rounds
In my hood they know how I get down! (NIGGA I SAY: "DEAD! " YOU DEAD!) [gun cocks]

You should be dead by now,
Smile - but wait until my shooters come round. (haha!)
With the talons and hollowtip rounds
In my hood they know how I get down! (NIGGA I SAY: "DEAD! " YOU DEAD!) [gun cocks]

[Verse 1:]
Yeah, I show you my teeth! - All through the beef
Paint the sidewalk red with the back of your head.
Shoot-outs in my hood like a daily routine
D's think I'm involved with a nigga hit hard! [gun cocks] (YEAH!)
So when the Hammer hit the shell - and the hollowtips fly [bullet's whistle]
Nigga you can 'cross your heart and hope not to die!
Come through squash the drama! - Send niggas some Llama's! [automatic gunshots]
I heat your ass up! - Fuck being masked up! (whoooo!) [gun cocks]
I was given the gift of life [baby's crying]
First Sabrina's since then I've been jammed up and buck with the Nina!
NaNa raised nine kids - I turned out the meanest
I mean a menace! - Fuck with me and you finished! (finished!) [gun cocks]

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Homie, I always pay my debts when I owe a nigga bullets
Got an arsenal with infantry and niggas to pull it. (YEEAH!)
Go 'head! - Style on me, get dealt with; it's nothing!
I chase a nigga down and touch him, catch him and bust him. (haha!) [gun cocks]
Bitch! - Get out the way, the baby while I spray it
I wet a nigga like a hydrant on a hot summer day.
But you can catch me in May - riding down with the 'K!
Better watch what you say, we'll get it popping today. [gun cocks]
Yeah, I make it hot round here! I call the shots round here! (here!)
I have a nigga tear off, your top down here. (OOHHH!)
This the land of broken hearts, where bullets shatter dreams
And everything that a nigga worth is only triple beams. - SouthSide!

[Chorus]

[gun cocks and gunshot]
[gun cocks]

[Outro: Female speaks]
Rock-a-bye, baby!
Rock-rock- rock-a-bye, baby!
Rock-rock-rock-rock- rock-a-bye, baby! [gun cocks]

[gun cocks]
[beat fades out]

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