Bring ’Em Out Dead lyrics

[Intro: Sticky Fingaz]
Where my wolves at?
Yeah, put your hoodies on
Keep your face down low
Anything shinin', take that sh*t
Give a f*ck, we in the bar
n*ggas, b*tches, let's go!

[Verse 1: Fredro Starr]
Aiyyo, set it off, let it off, get it off (Yeah)
Get this sh*t wild like thugs from up north (Yeah)
Fights in the crowd, the shots'll jump off (Yeah)
Body's on the floor, blood on the dance floor
Get stuck at the bar, get robbed at the door
Cracked off at the coat tag door, take it off
Get down, face down to the ground
Kill 'em for their dough like Po from uptown (Yeah)
Cut your finger off, send it to your moms house (Yeah)
Never testify no matter how it goes down (Yeah)
When I bark shots you n*ggas'll duck down (What?)
Run up on your block, you n*ggas get shut down (Yeah)
Give it up, you don't want to try to resist
Before I hit you off, you don't wanna die for this
Un-unh, so we gon' load our guns to this
Black mask, face down, motherf*ckers gettin' robbed to this
[Chorus]
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
One gun, two gun, three to the head
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
One gun, two gun, three to the head

[Verse 2: Sonsee]
Shots'll spill, n*ggas think it's not for real (Huh?!)
Make your body disappear like Copperfield (Yeah!)
No funeral's, no wake, no doctor bills (Uhn uhn)
A lot of n*ggas ain't kickin' sh*t I can feel (C'mon)
We gettin' it down real big, that's what we doin'
Give 'em the most raw, that's what we doin'
The game gon' understand, the world gon' understand
These n*ggas is gun in hand, you die for these grand
Shot's from the mac ugh, killin' he got swag
You got it back, stab ya, with your own dagger
My sons take your six, [?] you in [?] (What hot one's?)
The one's that probably even pump the cops [?]
We got 'em strung with the drugs that we dealin'
Or peelin', some loud n*ggas, thugs can feel it
And my Brooklyn killers, and my project n*ggas
And my brother's locked down in the jails can feel it
[Chorus]
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
One gun, two gun, three to the head
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
One gun, two gun, three to the head

[Verse 3: Sticky Fingaz]
If I don't eat, f*ck that, everybody starve
Takin' 'ery plate like it's fonk time in Oz
Motherf*cker, I kidnap all your kids
Before I had a record deal, what you thought I did?
Last job that I had I was punchin' a clock
Last n*ggas that I tied up was up at Koch
I ain't even need a mask, I ain't bust one shot
Made 'em wire me my money right there on the spot
That's a Cartier watch? n*gga take that off
That's a iced out cross? What? Take that off
Know what'd happen to your daughter, I don't make that call?
Better take me to the bank or get your face plucked off
Hottest n*gga in the club cause I got the heat
So what boy, wan' gun box with me?
Then step up young'n, show me what you gon do?
We got big guns n*gga that go "Boom! Boom! Boom!"
[Chorus]
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
One gun, two gun, three to the head
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
One gun, two gun, three to the head
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
One gun, two gun, three to the head
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead
One gun, two gun, three to the head