BIG30 – Dead Guyz Lyrics

 

Dead Guyz Lyrics by BIG30

 

Blrrrd Blrrrd
Blrrrd Blrrrd Blrrrd
(KJ LET THE BEAT KNOCK)
Big Blrrrd
Lost Nuskie was devastated
How the fuck lil Marcus od
He don’t fuck with medication
Drac on me in every state

You stay by the pastor
We gon come shoot where the reverend stay
N***** don’t know shit bout me
I aint never flip
Forever grape

A lot of murder
Dead guy
Head shots
We don’t ever go out
Cuz we spinning every friday

He don’t ever pop out
Cuz he somewhere scared, hiding
Don’t fuck with n*****
EBK we killing everybody

You n***** feds prolly
You n***** really rats
Only 12 we fuck wit ‘round this hoe is Ja Morant
My n**** ttk they trained to kill and get some whacked
We normally get off first but this time we had to get back

A I normally sit back
But this time I got in the car
Literally a switch on me a drac and a fully ar
Sliding walking down wit my lil n**** nem we going to war
Firing I won’t let these n***** sco’
Mama I swear to God

I feel like the last man standing
But I’m not though
Still got members in the cage on the way
This shit not over
Ain’t no way you my opp somebody ain’t dead or shot Homie
You catch that boy and that’s a life changer
He got a knot on him

A lot of murder
Dead guy
Head shots
We don’t ever go out
Cuz we spinning
Every friday

He don’t ever pop out
Cuz he somewhere scared, hiding
Don’t fuck with n****
EBK we killing everybody

I can’t sleep
I’m shaking in my dream
Cuz I’m thinking bout murder
Or if somebody come through
Like we do these n*****
Vice versa

Lil bitch feeling me
She say I’m a gangsta
And a nice person
Pulled up popping shit up in his white ski mask we turnt it burgundy

I take murder personally
Cuz you know death permanently
If he got that blrrd chain around his neck m
He earned a bitch
I might take that black off my C8
Get on some sherbet shit
Now this hoe don’t wanna just slurp me
She wanna slurp da vette

Bitch get out my face
I aint on all of where them n***** be
Tell me all you know before
You tell me how you feeling me
I done lost my heart up in these streets
It ain’t no healing me
Re-evaluate you tumb bout killing me it ain’t no getting to me

A lot of murder
Dead guy
Head shots
We don’t ever go out
Cuz we spending
Every friday

He don’t ever pop out
Cuz he somewhere scared, hiding
Don’t fuck with n****
EBK we killing everybody