Jimmy Jones Dead Or Alive Lyrics

Dead Or Alive Lyrics

(Chorus 5x) 

Bring 'em Dead or Alive 

Ah-oh no, bring 'em Dead or
Alive 



(Cam'Ron talking over the chorus) 

Uh.. killa.. Dip
Set.. Santana.. Freaky.. Jim Jones 



[Verse 1] 

Yo, yo, yo,
the way I been treated in this industry? Not nicely 

Little faggot
motherfucker like (*Mike Lightly*) 

Tried to get someone to pop my chain


Getting robbed dog, is not my game 

My nigga hopped out the van
real quick, cocked that thang 

Reversed the situation, popped his chain


Be happy we ain't pop his brain 

Aiyoo, I treat that show money,
Mike.. 

Like it's coke money, aight? 

So you better have it,
consequence could be a casket 

I'm beyond forensic, a menace wit' a matic


I'ma leave 'em in the streets just splattered 

Beat and battered,
fuck cops, police don't matter 

Bring 'em to me 



(Chorus 5x)


Bring 'em Dead or Alive 

Ah-oh no, bring 'em Dead or Alive 



(Jim Jones talking over chorus) 

Triple noooooo, Come on, Bs
Up, Dip Set, uh 



[Verse 2] 

Yo, aiyyo I pop to my name 

With not a dollar, not a cent, not a rock to my name 

Yo I'ma keep it
funky dog to hop my chain 

For a block and cocaine, now it's back to my
block and cocaine 

You know, re-in up, and fillin' up them pots with
cocaine 

Then you chop it up, and bottle up and top the cocaine 

Got watch for the cops and dey chains 

For them diplomatic affairs,
automatic'll flare 

I whips everything from automatics to gears 

Yeah, you know sticks I clutch 'em 

Shots with 6 I bust em, cop kicks
to scuff 'em 

Fuck 'em, hop out the 6 and crush 'em 

Hop in the 6
and dust 'em, BOOM 



(Chorus 5x) 

Bring 'em Dead or Alive 

Ah-oh no, bring c