Verse 1 We have a crook mentality Grew up in the poverty cause we are from the streets We don't want to sell drugs, Don't want to hustle but this is how we have to eat We live by the gun, Die by the gun So please don't you trouble we I live the life of the bullshit slide Cross the queen and you'll be buried alive
Chorus That girl's a dead gal walking That man's a dead man walking No one wants to be a dead gal walking
Verse 2 Here comes the queen bee reign Hit the windshield wiper Infared on a bitch Dc sniper One Brooklyn bitch got the whole crowd hyper More fire more fire All Praises to Big the most higher Mi gon cocked There's a dead gal walking and she don't even know it
Chorus That girl's a dead girl waking That man's a dead man walking No one wants to be dead girl walking