Lyrics Dead Zone (feat. Best Bars) - GMG Lulheim

(Do you want a drink Alex while you wait?)

Uh, draco come and break a nigga
Know I like to face these niggas
I can't catch a case with niggas
Put my hand on choppas nigga, my trap going harder nigga
She got a bottle nigga, she stay with the dada nigga

Really Jamaican, me and my partnas nigga
Opps say they on top, uh, glock draggin' you to the bottom nigga
Park the real whip, slide in a Honda
My new bitch like to dress like a model
We getting the drugs out of Harlem, better solve it if it's a problem

Niggas seen I stayed up out the way 2 years
GMG coming back, and we moving all these ears
Take his glock for souvenir, Zyon movin' all these pounds
Make these bitches turn around, glock go boom I love that sound

Uh, niggas be lurkin', detectives
They on my dick 'cause I'm reckless
I took your bitch off the checklist
Me and Bars start hoeing you niggas, niggas been lil' broin you niggas
Bought a gun now I'm showing you niggas
High off the za shit got me thinkin'
Niggas need 5 Abraham Lincoln

Niggas gon' die thinking they linking my bitch
Uh, uh, scoping the scene looking for licks lil' bitch
Uh, uh, finna get rich look at my plate
Nut on her face make sure she ate
We 'bout slide, me and lul8

(Bitch I got them B's wit' me)
Before you leave the house nigga better grab that pipe
Like there he go bro it's my turn to get that stripe
Niggas never came across this side we on they block like every night
I find it crazy how these niggas pussy and only got 1 life

I'm that young nigga thuggin' like my daddy
Bitch we don't give out passes
Say it's smoke?, we let your bitch ass have it, niggas don't want no static
On that block bitch with that Bullet Team trying to turn a nigga to ashes
Shawty you kno' I'm that nigga, why the fuck would you even ask me

He ain't duck and now his head gone, bah
I'm in that wicked city nigga that's that dead zone
Go straight to that scared zone trying to get a head blown
Nigga don't get sent up trying to jam wit headphones
I used his head now niggas got a head stone
Niggas died about that hoe that bitch she had him lead on
On the block with all these kuttas give a fuck what feds on
I don't give no fuck I wear my B nigga even if they say, dead wrong

Niggas don't want no rump nigga, you hop out we dump nigga
And they hate my nigga 'cause he left a fighter slumped nigga
Roll up then I go dumb nigga, these niggas hoes can't fuck wit' 'em
I can't wife no bitch but she bad I just might fuck with her

Bitch I'm with that Bullet Team, you know we them B's nigga
Ain't gon' say too much nigga just hop out make his ass freeze nigga
Niggas act like hoes, don't come around with disease nigga
I don't wanna fuck shawty what that head 'bout
After you done then take your knees with you

Bitch we moving P's nigga, shit you do in dreams nigga
Lil' shawty know she a hoe, bitch I can't be seen with you
And you know my bro on go he gon' leave you at the scene nigga
Purple sprite my styrofoam on lean nigga
(Got that beam and all you see is green nigga, bah, bah)
(Hollow tips we shoot it shoot it at your spleen nigga)
(GMG I do it for the team nigga)
(Niggas lame, bitches lame, got a bitch I can train)
(Bullet Team gon' make a name)