Verse 1
We have a crook mentality
Grew up in the poverty cause we are from the streets
We don't want to sell drugs, Don't want to hustle but this is how we have to eat
We live by the gun, Die by the gun
So please don't you trouble we
I live the life of the bullshit slide
Cross the queen and you'll be buried alive

Chorus
That girl's a dead gal walking
That man's a dead man walking
No one wants to be a dead gal walking

Verse 2
Here comes the queen bee reign
Hit the windshield wiper
Infared on a bitch Dc sniper
One Brooklyn bitch got the whole crowd hyper
More fire more fire
All Praises to Big the most higher
Mi gon cocked
There's a dead gal walking and she don't even know it

Chorus
That girl's a dead girl waking
That man's a dead man walking No one wants to be dead girl walking