Lyrics:

If Dead Men Could Talk lyricsknow I kno...)How the fuck we gon know who hit em, and they don't know
who hit him.The hood talkin man everybody know. (I know its fucked
up)Now I lay thee down to sleep, niggas tryin' to lay me down wit
heat, if I should die do' before i awake i pray my lord my soul to take.../[Verse 1]If dead men could talk in your sleepAnd your
homie told u who got himWould you have the heart to shoot the nigga that
shot himOr would you start switchin upYou think about the
penitentiary, your bitchin up?What if he said money aint everything/The hood raised us wrongWhat it takes to get your money longBut
look I'm goneWould that touch your heart have you feelin funny inside/Would that be enough to make your punk ass rideWhat if he gave you a
lil list of things to doSaid he wouldn't have to dieHe could live
through youWould you load your gats and get ready ro rideOr would
you lock the door at your crib and hideIt's a cold world even when it's
hot outsideWether sunshine or rain, you still feel painHit him
cause he was your strengthNow you in a dazeYour homie turnin over
in his graveCause you PUSSY![Hook]Ya know who killed
him! Ya know who killed him! Ya know who killed him! (Ride!)Ya
know who killed him! Ya know who killed him! Ya know who killed him!
(Ride!)[Verse 2]Them boys smoked your homieYou aint
gon do nothin backNot even if he told you, you next to get clapped/It don't take much for them shells to make the best of youYour peoples
probably gon cremate and burn the rest of youYou done did too much dirt
to try and make it to heavenNigga is you down for this 1-8-7When
you reach the pearly gatesHow you gon explainYou gonna try and
tell God you've been framedYa'll did everything together, he was your
dogNow you uptown coppin and he in the morgueThem niggas he gave
pacs to they kept the cakeHis sister and baby momma talkin to Jake/Da' niggas that rocked him they came to the wakeBut they come inside
they sat out in the rideAt the funeral homicide all in the buisness/Walkin round askin niggas to tell em who did itNiggas is throwin'
blows now you ready to rumble?Thirsty niggas an animal, the hood is a
jungleBroke nigga will body someone over a bundleMan a three year
old kid in my hood know what a gun do[Hook to fade