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Dead Man (feat. Ratchet Jaxket) Video (MV)




Performed By: Pzy Campbell
Language: English
Length: 2:42
Written by: Pierre Campbell




Pzy Campbell - Dead Man (feat. Ratchet Jaxket) Lyrics
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Im stacking dead man no homicide I love my dead man
Geting that bread in you couldn't walk a mile in these Giuseppe
Wrap them packs up tight yeah like a christmas present
Play with them packs tonight yeah you'll become a dead man
Oh now they be going gorilla
Now they go ape shit
Now they say they bout it bout it swear they bout it bout it
You say that B-roll he have be a loan I wouldn't doubt it
Might f*ck yo bitch she feed me fish and grits eat then im out it
I normally be going gorilla
Now I go ape shit
Just brought a new four four
I'm on that take shit
Heard you be saving them hoes
You on that cape shit
Put a little water on the wrist
It's on that lake shit
You a dead man dead man walking
Dead man put em in a coffin
Big bread hang around with bosses
Henny got a nigga feeling saucy
I just picked it up where they lost it
They moving like snails they too salty
Said he gon rob me then he saw me
Two shoots make him get up off me
Yea yeah we everywhere
And she can tell I like bitches in Chanel
Yea Yeah got work no scale
And I be stacking dead man I be trapping everywhere
Im stacking dead man no homicide I love my dead man
Geting that bread in you couldn't walk a mile in these Giuseppe
Wrap them packs up tight yeah like a christmas present
Play with them packs tonight yeah you'll become a dead man
Oh now they be going gorilla
Now they go ape shit
Now they say they bout it bout it swear they bout it bout it
You say that B-roll he have be a loan I wouldn't doubt it
Might f*ck yo bitch she feed me fish and grits eat then im out it
Caught a body killed yo partner do nun about it
I keep that stick and like Gunna I cant be without
Diamonds dancing engine roaring when im in that Audi
Bentley coupe smashing smoking runts back to back got it cloudy
Hundreds back to back now the whole family look at me proudly
Post up on Iraq with Baby Slatt and Ric Ric prolly
Telling like a rat be full of cap on yo head a bounty
Cant state nan but facts sip on the act while the money countin yeah
Im stacking dead man no homicide I love my dead man
Geting that bread in you couldn't walk a mile in these Giuseppe
Wrap them packs up tight yeah like a christmas present
Play with them packs tonight yeah you'll become a dead man
Oh now they be going gorilla
Now they go ape shit
Now they say they bout it bout it swear they bout it bout it
You say that B-roll he have be a loan I wouldn't doubt it
Might f*ck yo bitch she feed me fish and grits eat then im out it
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Im stacking dead man no homicide I love my dead man
Geting that bread in you couldn't walk a mile in these Giuseppe
Wrap them packs up tight yeah like a christmas present
Play with them packs tonight yeah you'll become a dead man
Oh now they be going gorilla
Now they go ape shit
Now they say they bout it bout it swear they bout it bout it
You say that B-roll he have be a loan I wouldn't doubt it
Might f*ck yo bitch she feed me fish and grits eat then im out it
I normally be going gorilla
Now I go ape shit
Just brought a new four four
I'm on that take shit
Heard you be saving them hoes
You on that cape shit
Put a little water on the wrist
It's on that lake shit
You a dead man dead man walking
Dead man put em in a coffin
Big bread hang around with bosses
Henny got a nigga feeling saucy
I just picked it up where they lost it
They moving like snails they too salty
Said he gon rob me then he saw me
Two shoots make him get up off me
Yea yeah we everywhere
And she can tell I like bitches in Chanel
Yea Yeah got work no scale
And I be stacking dead man I be trapping everywhere
Im stacking dead man no homicide I love my dead man
Geting that bread in you couldn't walk a mile in these Giuseppe
Wrap them packs up tight yeah like a christmas present
Play with them packs tonight yeah you'll become a dead man
Oh now they be going gorilla
Now they go ape shit
Now they say they bout it bout it swear they bout it bout it
You say that B-roll he have be a loan I wouldn't doubt it
Might f*ck yo bitch she feed me fish and grits eat then im out it
Caught a body killed yo partner do nun about it
I keep that stick and like Gunna I cant be without
Diamonds dancing engine roaring when im in that Audi
Bentley coupe smashing smoking runts back to back got it cloudy
Hundreds back to back now the whole family look at me proudly
Post up on Iraq with Baby Slatt and Ric Ric prolly
Telling like a rat be full of cap on yo head a bounty
Cant state nan but facts sip on the act while the money countin yeah
Im stacking dead man no homicide I love my dead man
Geting that bread in you couldn't walk a mile in these Giuseppe
Wrap them packs up tight yeah like a christmas present
Play with them packs tonight yeah you'll become a dead man
Oh now they be going gorilla
Now they go ape shit
Now they say they bout it bout it swear they bout it bout it
You say that B-roll he have be a loan I wouldn't doubt it
Might f*ck yo bitch she feed me fish and grits eat then im out it
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Writer: Pierre Campbell
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