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Big Scoob
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Dead-A-Man
[Intro - Krizz Kaliko] ????? ??? ????? ??????, ???? ??? ??????? ???? But I should have been dead!
[Verse 1 - Big Scoob] I'm a beast from the streets, I'm sweaty and breathing hard I'm peeping in thru the window, he's slipping puffing cigars Sipping on some brandy, it's dandy just for a moment He flaunted now I want it, I plotted and got up on it
Breathing like a deamon ?Poseidon, then? start my evening I'm thingking 'bout my heathens, I'm ?feeding? so I ain't leaving Destruction as a bust in! Yelling loud and cussing! Looking like the devil gripping metal, I ain't bluffing!
Take me to the money, ?viola? just like I told ya Playing with me only gonna make cock an explosion Soldier, told ya first time that ya met a nigga Play the game fair or regret you ever met me nigga!
--- [Hook]x2 [Big Scoob] On a mission out hunting, I'm vicious and look suspicious Best believe me when I tell you 'I will!' Let me do it, I can do it, been thru it but nigga, really?!
[Krizz Kaliko] I should have been dead! ---
[Verse 2 - Big Scoob] Moving slow, sitting low, we've been hunting all night On a mission with precision, bout to take this nigga's life Only bright nigga played me for a large sum of cash Hope it's worth it, when this choppa get to sing it to his ass!
With this bullets singing past, cutting holes thru his ass I forget alotta shit, but I remember all my ???? Let it pass, been a year now, I bet he think I'm soft He was playing checkers, it was chess that I was tought
I'm strategic so believe it, every nigga that has wronged me Either finished briething or one evening, he won't be! I wished that is was different and I didn't had to kill for bread But this the life I chose, when he shows this nigga's dead
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[Verse 3 - Big Scoob] God's karma man, these niggas let me have it, I was slipping I was going off to liquor... hell alrighty I was tripping Chasing pussy like a rooky and I know I'm out of bounds Papered-up and flamed-up, nigga showing I'm ?a hound?
All I heard was spittin rounds, from the chop I know the sound Heard the zing and saw the blades trying to lay me down Took for cover so I ?scrubble?, trying to keep from passing out Doing a hundred on the block, I'm in and out, I'm blacking out
Called the homies and the ?missles?, just in case I didn't make it Want revenge and I can taste it! I was praying that I made it I didn't ask for forgiveness, I still had to handle bidniss So as God is my witness, I can tell you why I'm living
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