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03 Greedo & Kenny Beats Dead Presidents


[Intro]
Ran out with the facepaint, what, what?
What
Whoa 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 before you did all of them drugs (Now you strung out)
Remember you was soldiered down before 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 [?]
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 [?]
Feelin' like we shoulda went to Penn State
I be in the trap, f..ck 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 before you did all of them drugs (Now you strung out)
Remember you was soldiered down before you did all of them drugs (Now you strung out)
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint

[Verse 2]
Now you strung out, you can't even pull your gun out
You the reason he got gunned down, and that's why you don't come 'round
You like you ain't from 'round
f..ck around get gunned down, hoe you who we can't touchdown
Ohh, this is not what you're about
We the type to jump out
We ain't chasin' no cloud
We want all the money, dead presidents
We want all the money, no evidence
Murder these niggas for money
I just want money
Ain't got a lot, she fell in love with my lyric 'cause they ain't no lie

[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 before you did all of them drugs (Now you strung out)
Remember you was soldiered down before you did all of them drugs (Now you strung out)
Dead presidents, hop out with the facepaint

[Outro]
Dead, dead, dead pres
Money on your head, dead presidents
Greedy 'cause I'm dead
Got some guns in the trash can, yeah
Run it up, I need a damn bag
(*Police sirens*)

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