Dead

[Chorus: Lil Scoom89]
Catch us a face when we bail out the striker
Switches and Dracs, we ain't aimin' for legs
Gettin' up close, puttin' shots in his face, if his body don't move, then we know that he dead
I know an opp really thought he was fast, come here, where you goin'? Got hit in his head
Locked in an Audi, fiendin' real bad, I pop melatonin to put me to bed
All you hear is, "Frr, frr, frr, frr, frr," somebody checked
Surrounded by killers, your ass gon' die, up there to God, reach for my neck
Big Opp got a Drac', we out in the 'Raq in a straight, see lights, we bustin' a left
Was dissin' on live, they caught his ass loafin', for all that talkin', they turned him to death

[Verse: Big Opp]
We sendin' shit up, niggas know not to play
He was dissin' that one nigga, died next hour
We walked up on him, put shots in his head, left his face in the grass like we planted a flower
Got a whole lot of bodies like I'm ghost of Tommy
That switch in my hand and that bitch give me power
Micro Drac' hold 7.62s, they'll go through a wall and knock down a tower
Lil Scoom got a Glock 21 on his hip, that's a big-ass nickel, so it pack a punch
Got a lo' on an opp tryna get him food, his dumb ass died tryna get him some lunch
The bitch got a bag and she look real bad, finna reel her right in and make her my munch
We all through the 'Raq with switches and Dracs, ain't worried 'bout guns 'cause we got a bunch, uh, uh
Ain't worried 'bout opps 'cause them niggas scared
I told Lil Scoom, "If you want him gone, you gotta get closer, aim at his head"
If he try to run, then you chase him down, you could play with him and aim for his legs
At the end of the day, it's gon' go good 'cause you caught you a hat and that nigga dead

[Chorus: Lil Scoom89]
Catch us a face when we bail out the striker
Switches and Dracs, we ain't aimin' for legs
Gettin' up close, puttin' shots in his face, if his body don't move, then we know that he dead
I know an opp really thought he was fast, come here, where you goin'? Got hit in his head
Locked in an Audi, fiendin' real bad, I pop melatonin to put me to bed
All you hear is, "Frr, frr, frr, frr, frr," somebody checked
Surrounded by killers, your ass gon' die, up there to God, reach for my neck
Big Opp got a Drac', we out in the 'Raq in a straight, see lights, we bustin' a left
Was dissin' on live, they caught his ass loafin', for all that talkin', they turned him to death