Dead Presidents 03 Greedo & Kenny Beats

[Intro]
Ran out with the facepaint, what, what, what?
What?
(Woah, Kenny)

[Chorus]
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint
We was chasin' cake, we was tryna rob a bank
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint
We was chasin' cake, we was tryna rob a bank
You was soldiered down 'fore you did all of them drugs (Now you strung out)
Remember you was soldiered down 'fore you did all of them drugs (Now you strung out)
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint

[Verse 1]
You keep David, you Chris Tucker, I'm Larenz Tate
Dead presidents, your friend's face
All my friends are dead, yeah
Or they in the feds, yeah
All my niggas upstate, niggas steady livin' through a pen, yeah
Feelin' like we shoulda went to Penn State
I be in the trap, fuck me damn straight
Yeah, got some guns in the trash can
Yeah, run it up, I need a damn bag

[Chorus]
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint
We was chasin' cake, we was tryna rob a bank
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint
We was chasin' cake, we was tryna rob a bank
You was soldiered down 'fore you did all of them drugs (Now you strung out)
Remember you was soldiered down 'fore you did all of them drugs (Now you strung out)
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint