Kool G Rap - Wanted: Dead Or Alive
I'm wanted dead or alive I stalk the new york sidewalk All the girls hawk, but i don't stop to talk I keep stepping with a nine on my waistline Got 16 shots and i don't waste mine Never fess cause i'm dressed with a bulletproof vest Try to test, i leave a bloody-ass mess Driving a saab that connects with the mob Bank job, plenty niggers i rob Blood stains are on my ballys A sucker got rowdy, so i shot him in an alley Pumped his face full of dum-dums Then left him for the cast of rats and the bums Yo a lot of suckers hate me with a passion Cause they know i can catch them one night and i ain't flashing I got a crazy big posse or should i say a crew? Of niggers that belong in the zoo Watch you spit up, blood when you get hit up One in the head, making sure you don't get up This is what happens and nobody can't stop it Crackheads searching a dead man's pockets Streets are filled with brothers that kill like illville They murdered before and they still will Posse's roar in a drug war Cause some believe in death before poor Shooting galleries, for a rich man's salary Pockets so fat they need dough or low calories I got an order for another manslaughter Wear the musty badge like his ass fell in water I had to run up in the kid's crib For something he did, i didn't dig, the little pig Anyway i didn't have it In fact now the little faggot is crawling with maggots Try to bother the neighborhood godfather And i'll burn your ass up like
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