Dead Wrong Songtext
von Jake One feat. Young Buck

That was your last chance, now eat your last meal

Your mama told you that your mouth gon′ get that ass killed
You done got yourself into some G shit
Thought after Big and Pac, hip-hop don't need this
I was wrong though, ′cause now it's on, ho

You ain't ridin′ with him, what the fuck you on the song for?

You just wanna battle rap, see who got the best verse
I just hope you got a strap, I′ma let that TEC burst
Y'all know I ain′t havin' that, I got to check first
See if it′s some real beef before I put in work
We are on the real streets and this is real life
God, if you hear me, don't let me die tonight
I can see it clearly, they puttin′ prices on my head
Their kids wear our shoes and they wives in our bed
Now they mad at us 'cause they takin' our picture
So please, Mr. Hater, can I have a word with ya?


Talk to me, tell me what is goin′ on
Why are you hatin′? Why you wanna see me gone?
Who got my back? They just won't leave a G alone
That′s why I'm ridin′ with it even though it's dead wrong
Talk to me, tell me what is goin′ on
Why are you hatin'? Why you wanna see me gone?
Who got my back? They just won't leave a G alone
That′s why I′m ridin' with it even though it′s dead wrong

You know your boy 50 Cent, he dead wrong
And that nigga Lloyd Banks, he dead wrong
Can't forget Yayo, he dead wrong
Niggas know Young Buck, I′m dead wrong

Back to it, the same old shit

Another album out, it's more money to get
The hood love a nigga so they give me a pass

I′m not like them other niggas, I will blast
I know these rappers don't know me and I should laugh
But ain't no way I′ma let these cowards cross my path
We got animal instincts, nose of a bloodhound
I smell pussy, I come to pull your panties down

A man found dead with his eyes open
Oh, you the man now? The whole world know him
Hate me, but you can′t break me
You can't say we do a damn thing free
Be about yours ′cause I'm about mine
See why you bullshittin′? You 'bout to die tryin′


Actin' like I won't walk out this booth and get him
Somebody tell the hater can I have a word with him

Talk to me, tell me what is goin′ on
Why are you hatin′? Why you wanna see me gone?
Who got my back? They just won't leave a G alone
That′s why I'm ridin′ with it even though it's dead wrong
Talk to me, tell me what is goin′ on
Why are you hatin'? Why you wanna see me gone?
Who got my back? They just won't leave a G alone
That′s why I′m ridin' with it even though it′s dead wrong

You know the homie Spider Loc, he dead wrong
And them boys Mobb Deep, they dead wrong
Can't forget M.O.P., they dead wrong
Yeah, that nigga Young Buck, I′m dead wrong