Lyrics Dead Man Walking - Las Loco

Bitch I don't plan to die soon
Fuck that money on my head
That money on my head
Whoa

Bitch I don't plan to die soon
Fuck that money on my head
That money on my head
Whoa

Bitch I don't plan to die soon
Fuck that money on my head
That money on my head
Whoa

Bitch I don't plan to die soon
Fuck that money on my head
That money on my head
Whoa

You treat me like a dead man walking
You treat me like a dead man walking
You treat me like a dead man walking
You treat me like a dead man walking

Fuck all that chitter chatter about ya gun poppin
When I see you a nigga kill you
I won't no option
I'm coasting like ain't money
On my head
If the right nigga wanted me killed
Then I'd be dead
You ain't got no heart nigga you is a
Fucking pussy
A pillow talker
Nigga I'll leave ya brains mushy
I don't really think about
Heaven or hell
As long as I get the chance
I'll feed your ass with shells
You got the drop homie
Then come and pop on me
You must have a death wish
I keep that thing on me
Yall niggas acting like
I got nothing to lose
Understand Ima animal nigga
And I don't play by the rules
I ain't even fucking fearing no death
Cause Ima be a thorough nigga until I take my last breath
My niggas get crazy
When it comes to the action
We never lacking

Bitch I don't plan to die soon
Fuck that money on my head
That money on my head
Whoa

Bitch I don't plan to die soon
Fuck that money on my head
That money on my head
Whoa

You treat me like a dead man walking
You treat me like a dead man walking
You treat me like a dead man walking
You treat me like a dead man walking

Here comes the boom
To shake up the room
Niggas they talking
Them pistols start barking
Them caskets start piling
My niggas is wilding
We in your city showing no pity
What happened to that shit
You was talking
Can't front that offended me often
If you a wolf foreal
Then my nigga you should kill
See me no peace talking
My nigga you know the deal
Hate a nigga so much even though I'm a stranger
When you fucking see me
You should know that its danger
Lights out for that pussy boy
Told you mothafuckas to never
Push me boy
My back against the wall
I'm come out blammin
I ain't dying alone the
Glock keep me on the throne
Zone zone zone
We ready for that murda
Ain't scared to die fuck what you heard bra

Bitch I don't plan to die soon
Fuck that money on my head
That money on my head
Whoa

Bitch I don't plan to die soon
Fuck that money on my head
That money on my head
Whoa

You treat me like a dead man walking
You treat me like a dead man walking
You treat me like a dead man walking
You treat me like a dead man walking