Dead Muthafuckas Lyrics - Cam'ron

"Dead Muthafuckas" 

[Indistict female singing sample in background] 

[Cam'Ron] 

Killa! 

Jones 

We told niggaz about eight years ago 

we had this shit in the smash right (Aight) 

This shit too light man 

(In the building) 

I got us, Dipset 

Lets go 

Freekey 

(I'm sorry I'm late, lets get it rockin') 

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[Verse 1] 

Everybody out at the "Rock The Mic" tour (Word?) 

I'm back in the kitchen rocking the white raw (Right!) 

Coping your pie for 

Locking your nice doors 

I pop up in like four wit chicken that like gores 

They click if they like war 

Fixing to fight for, me 

Look at my ice for sure your sight sore (Whoa) 

We all wearing links 

As I prepare a drink 

Glare and think how I got the whole new york wearing pink 

Girls they stare and wink, how I flare the mink 

Drop the top 

Pop a throttle 

Hock a glock 

Pop a bottle (bottle) 

Seen "Paid In Full", now I'm up in "Blockbuster"(Busta!) 

And I'm paid in full, still on the block busta 

'94 rock "Rucker", '01 rob "Rucker" 

Shoguns show guns, Blow one, you're not gutta 

Little inside joke for you cocksuckas (sucka) 

My Block, sucka, pop corn and hot butta 

Like its the movie theater 

But its the oozie area 

Hoody Hoo, call hoody hoo produce hysteria (Hoody Hoo!!!) 

And me I ain't no coattail bitch 

I get the Motel 6, where them hoes sell bricks 

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[Sample of female singing in background Overlaping] 

Killa 

Dipset! 

[Chorus] 

[Cam'Ron and (Juelz Santana)] 

Jump! Back! 

Glock! Cock! 

Aim! Shoot! 

(Y'all some dead motherfuckers) 

[Repeat Twice] 

[Verse 2] 

I bitch straight up, get in the car (Oh Shit!) 

I'm the shit in the car 

I do like Alfre-do, shit in your car 

Pop-a-squat in the drop 

Take a drop in the drop 

While you dropping the top, unlocking your locks 

Damn! 

Last year y'all got a mask in your ride 

Y'all imagine its hard, y'all asking for jobs (Jobs?) 

Realize I'm attached to the mob 

Selling crack in the park, building sacks in the Saab 

And chrome, give you skin burns 

Leave your dome like ringworms (Worms) 

And niggaz coming home, they my interns 

We the cake couple, put together great puzzles 

Hood they love us, the hood together we stay subtle 

Juggle bubble, why you niggaz hate tussles? (Y'all don't wanna fight) 

I didn't always hustle, I was Ma$e muscle 

He had the ones so he bought the body 

I had the guns so I caught the body 

Done son off in the lobby (Finished) 

I stay wit the gun shooters, drum movers 

Raazoo Kahlua turn one ruler to son doola 

And the same brother that you knew 

Came through in the rain same color as +Yoohoo+ (Y'all don't know) 

Now you know thats the same color as doo doo (Shit) 

I'm the shit, call me Pepe Le Poo-Poo 

And I got eses thats cuckoo 

You freshe like they LuLu 

From freshe they don't doo you 

[Sample of female singing in background Overlaping] 

Killa....Killa 

Dipset! 

[Chorus] 

Killa!