Letras:
Dead Or Alive Come Home With Me Baby

your eyes Like what you see, come try me Come home with me, baby Ooh, you must be lucky Let's rock You got the body I want Come home with me, baby

you Picture me inside the misery and poverty No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I've survived Praying hard for better days Promised to hold on Me

You wanna hear some thug stories? We got some real thug stories! [Layzie Bone] We come with the ones, we come with the guns, we come with the heat that

do a lot of things, Hopin I neva have to fit in, So tryin to keep up with my programs is like a dead end, My girl love me but fuck it my heart beat slow

with an SK or a AK bitch you gonna die either way I'm a monster thoroughbred gun holding weed-head cross me bet tomorrow you'll be dead catch you at a

: with your head in a noose and a great butter knife found you some breakfast or adventure and i've smelled trouble but how should we get some sleep

that been home but they only got a jail ID I helped the game, it ain't help me I'm top five dead or alive and that's just off one LP And, I still buzz

dead or alive Rebel I escapes across the desert sand leavin no footprints to trace Keep a war face, in your place Conceal the baby knives on the North

a lot of things hopin' I never had to fit in So tryin' to keep up with my progress is like a dead end My girl love me but fuck it, my heart beat slow