Dead Man Walking

I see dead men walking I see dead men walking (Buddah bless this beat) I see dead men walking I see dead men walking I see dead men walking (Tony) I see dead men walking I see dead men walking She got a straight pin walkin' I got the dead men flockin' I got the hand-held rocket I never count a man pocket I get through the red tape I'm 'bout to race a red Wraith Dressed every day like the red carpet I'm showin' growth, had to dreadlock it I get long neck, ostrich I take a sexy thing shopping I'm doin' everything, bossin' I'm smokin' Mary Jane, flossin' I got the sauce like teriyaki Kickin' my shit like Texas Walker You and your homie are the same target Put you both in the same coffin South L Schwartz, nigga Strong pay, Porsche killer Klepto, hoe-stealer Highlights, SportsCenter Big money, no feelings Big car, no ceiling Big deal, big wheelin' Richard Mille, six figures I see dead men walking I see dead men walking I see dead men walking I see dead men walking I see dead men walking I see dead men walking I see dead men walking Yeah Vintage Rolex, Redd Foxx Pussy soak, the bed rock Made the coke pop lock Yeah turned hard rock Push up on ya exotic, uh huh I got codeine in my body, uh huh I put tattoos on my body, uh huh Richard Mille cost a Bugatti, uh huh Ain't had no sheets on the bed I would just club her to death Hopped on the G4 The stewardess gave me head Chi chi, woo I know how to change my voice Finna rob me a nigga Brrt, give it up Know how to hold that fork and Pyrex Pack and pick it up, hmm hmm I keep the fives, the tens, the fifties The hundreds, the slices of bread Yeah, my chains, they hit in the head I still got linked-up, yeah, yeah Talkin' to my main bitch Gettin' my dick sucked, yeah, yeah Plug talk, quarter brick, bricked up, aye I see dead men walking I see dead men walking I see dead men walking I see dead men walking I see dead men walking I see dead men walking I see dead men walking Yeah