Top 5 Dead Or Alive

Uh, ha
Yeah, heh-ha

Yeah, I'm still here 'cause it's real here (real)
What you wanted is the crutches or the wheelchair
Death row, lethal injection or the real chair (uh)
We slaughterin niggas that's why I don't feel fear (nah)
Kissin' the ghost, the piffin the coke
Not the shit you get from the height, whatcha get from the bowl
You was kissin' ass, now you got dick in your throat
You belong in a parade now need to get you a float (clown)
Smack ya man with the gage, we can get to ya folks (yeah)
Might as well hang it up, we can get you the rope (hang it up)
With a little bit of fame you can change the game
But it's a shame they didn't open up a lane for lames
It's a very select few that remain the same
Rest of them sold they soul for a car and a chain (uh-huh)
Physically fit niggas on the bar in the rain (yeah)
And I ain't overprotective, I'm just guardin' the pain (uh)
The OG kush way, trips double push pay
Stay fly niggas (stay fly), smoke good weed, push yay
Make a hundred thow down south on a good day (yeah)
Lotta niggas 'bout to come home (but) but they shoulda stayed
Max out, getcha thoughts right, hear the facts out (uh)
Assholes full of parole, sittin' in the crackhouse
Waves spend a wife beater wrong with your back out (yeah)
Waitin' for a nigga to try you so you could black out

Ah, D-block
Ah, ah
Yeah, heh-ha

Yeah, in and out back to back, we back
Cocaine from Spain but the heroine is African (work)
Rob 'em while they cookin' it, rob 'em, while they baggin' it (rob 'em)
Trade pound for a pound, make a niggas nappin' it (nap)
Talk around on star, big boys tappin' in (shh)
Yeah we fuck porn stars use them for trafficking (of course)
Show up to them black tie affairs so immaculate (that's nice)
Like yeah, we used to hand and hand grams (yeah)
Now it's big money suites at the MGM Grand (big money)
Bettin' on Mayweather, Hermes, burgundy gray elevens
Tell 'the Vegas connect we got H's with 'em
This is D-block, gun for you gun for me (D-block)
Then we get the money like "one for you one for me"
Phantom in Al-Qaeda, heavyweight as that Biggie Mac
In Miami with Tameeka and Tammy, gettin' the city wet
Cl65 roll with a piff high (ooh)
Guns named, bording past the plane, let the clips fly
Cowards get hit with the rubber grip, you can get (cowards)
Flowers and candles on your strip or some other shit (other shit)
Stripped 'em and burnt 'em right where his mother live
Shoot 'em like Billups and Smith on some nugget shit (shoot)
Roll like O-Dog and Caine on some thuggin' shit (rollin')
We ain't tryna leave with a man down, hardest out out (uh-huh)
Top five (top five) dead or alive, nigga, hands down

Yeah, Champ Is Here, part three, nigga
My nigga Al Qaeda is on y'all nigga's head
Top five dead or alive, shit ain't changed since we been here
Dj Green Lantern salute
Act like you know, all MC's get it any time of the day
We don't give a fuck, all y'all niggas is weak
Been holdin' this shit down
D-block, Champ Is Here, part three
Yeah, the city is ours
Your city is ours, city after that is ours
Matter fact, the, the fuckin' world is ours
D-block, Champ Is Here, part three
Suck dick and ride out, nigga
Get, if you don't fuck with us, yeah