[Intro: Yungeen Ace]
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, ooh, that jit don dada right there, walking like a zombie over there, bitch
Like, that nigga just— Like, that nigga just be slinging iron, he just be putting a nigga on it, he don't give a fuck
[Chorus: Spinabenz]
Dead man walking
Oh, what's that shit you said? You just a dead man talking
All these niggas super tough until a madman spark 'em
My lil' hundred round drum, I like to blast that often (Grah, skrrt)
Mad coffins, now the preacher mad talking
Tell 'em we gon' make 'em rich long as these bodies keep popping
Shoot him in his fucking head, they say the nigga died hollering
We might be on CNN if all these niggas keep dropping
We ain't stopping 'til we got like nine bodies
[Verse 1: Spinabenz]
First time I shot a nigga up close, I had a long night
That lil' nigga thought 'bout playing with Spina, he take his own life
7.62 through his door, I hold the chrome tight
Shot him in his dick, make him think of taking his own life
I just take my clips until they flip, I'm gon' be alright
Clutching blickers, sitting outside his shit, we've been here all night
I done spent six hundred on my Glock, that's why I won't fight
Said she want six hundred for the drop, I said, "That's alright"
Call the preacher, tell him, "Get a sermon, make it nice for 'em"
Send a bag through a CashApp, that's murder on a iPhone
Speaking what he seen, well, we gone shoot him in his mouth for it
He won't come outside, so we gon' run off in his house for it
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, ooh, that jit don dada right there, walking like a zombie over there, bitch
Like, that nigga just— Like, that nigga just be slinging iron, he just be putting a nigga on it, he don't give a fuck
[Chorus: Spinabenz]
Dead man walking
Oh, what's that shit you said? You just a dead man talking
All these niggas super tough until a madman spark 'em
My lil' hundred round drum, I like to blast that often (Grah, skrrt)
Mad coffins, now the preacher mad talking
Tell 'em we gon' make 'em rich long as these bodies keep popping
Shoot him in his fucking head, they say the nigga died hollering
We might be on CNN if all these niggas keep dropping
We ain't stopping 'til we got like nine bodies
[Verse 1: Spinabenz]
First time I shot a nigga up close, I had a long night
That lil' nigga thought 'bout playing with Spina, he take his own life
7.62 through his door, I hold the chrome tight
Shot him in his dick, make him think of taking his own life
I just take my clips until they flip, I'm gon' be alright
Clutching blickers, sitting outside his shit, we've been here all night
I done spent six hundred on my Glock, that's why I won't fight
Said she want six hundred for the drop, I said, "That's alright"
Call the preacher, tell him, "Get a sermon, make it nice for 'em"
Send a bag through a CashApp, that's murder on a iPhone
Speaking what he seen, well, we gone shoot him in his mouth for it
He won't come outside, so we gon' run off in his house for it
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