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"Dead Muthafuckas"

[Indistict female singing sample in background]

[Cam'Ron]
Killa!
Jones
We told niggaz about eight years ago
We had this shit in the smash right (Aight)
This shit too light man
(In the building)
I got us, Dipset
Lets go
Freekey
(I'm sorry I'm late, lets get it rockin')

[Verse 1]
Everybody out at the "Rock The Mic" tour (Word?)
I'm back in the kitchen rocking the white raw (Right!)
Coping your pie for
Locking your nice doors
I pop up in like four wit chicken that like gores
They click if they like war
Fixing to fight for, me
Look at my ice for sure your sight sore (Whoa)
We all wearing links
As I prepare a drink
Glare and think how I got the whole new york wearing pink
Girls they stare and wink, how I flare the mink
Drop the top
Pop a throttle
Hock a glock
Pop a bottle (bottle)
Seen "Paid In Full", now I'm up in "Blockbuster"(Busta!)
And I'm paid in full, still on the block busta
'94 rock "Rucker", '01 rob "Rucker"
Shoguns show guns, Blow one, you're not gutta
Little inside joke for you cocksuckas (sucka)
My Block, sucka, pop corn and hot butta
Like its the movie theater
But its the oozie area
Hoody Hoo, call hoody hoo produce hysteria (Hoody Hoo!!!)
And me I ain't no coattail bitch
I get the Motel 6, where them hoes sell bricks

[Sample of female singing in background Overlaping]
Killa

Dipset!

[Chorus]
[Cam'Ron and (Juelz Santana)]

Jump! Back!
Glock! Cock!
Aim! Shoot!
(Y'all some dead motherfuckers)

[Repeat Twice]

[Verse 2]
I bitch straight up, get in the car (Oh Shit!)
I'm the shit in the car
I do like Alfre-do, shit in your car
Pop-a-squat in the drop
Take a drop in the drop
While you dropping the top, unlocking your locks
Damn!
Last year y'all got a mask in your ride
Y'all imagine its hard, y'all asking for jobs (Jobs?)
Realize I'm attached to the mob
Selling crack in the park, building sacks in the Saab
And chrome, give you skin burns
Leave your dome like ringworms (Worms)
And niggaz coming home, they my interns
We the cake couple, put together great puzzles
Hood they love us, the hood together we stay subtle
Juggle bubble, why you niggaz hate tussles? (Y'all don't wanna fight)
I didn't always hustle, I was Ma$e muscle
He had the ones so he bought the body
I had the guns so I caught the body
Done son off in the lobby (Finished)
I stay wit the gun shooters, drum movers
Raazoo Kahlua turn one ruler to son doola
And the same brother that you knew
Came through in the rain same color as +Yoohoo+ (Y'all don't know)
Now you know that's the same color as doo doo (Shit)
I'm the shit, call me Pepe Le Poo-Poo
And I got eses that's cuckoo
You freshe like they LuLu
From freshe they don't doo you

[Sample of female singing in background Overlaping]
Killa....Killa

Dipset!

[Chorus]





Killa!

Overall Meaning

The Diplomats' "Dead Muthafuckas" is a gangsta rap song that portrays the group's lifestyle, centered around drug dealing, violence, and material success. Cam'Ron raps about how he's been in the game for a long time and is still on top, as he boasts about his white raw and chicken-lined pockets, with his crew wearing chains and pink clothing that serves as a status symbol. In his lyrics, he refers to watching the movie "Paid in Full" and being paid in full as he continues his drug-dealing lifestyle, as well as various allusions to violence and murder, like "leave your dome like ringworms."


Furthermore, the female singing that occurs intermittently in the background serves as a foil to Cam'Ron's harsh rap, which suggests that women are a source of pleasure and enjoyment and have a lesser role than men in the gangsta rap lifestyle. The chorus emphasizes the allusion to guns, as it exclaims, "Jump back, Glock Cock, Aim, Shoot. (Y'all some dead motherfuckers)." The two rappers, Cam'Ron and Juelz Santana, celebrate the gangster way of life that is often characterized by violence, seen through the weaponization of their lyrics and dance beats.


Overall, "Dead Muthafuckas" presents the narrative of stereotypical gangsta lives, showcasing their power, wealth, and willingness to use violence in order to maintain their dominance.


Line by Line Meaning

Everybody out at the "Rock The Mic" tour (Word?)
I am not with the crowd and instead focussed on my work, making moves in the drug market


I'm back in the kitchen rocking the white raw (Right!)
I am in the drug lab cooking cocaine to be sold on the streets


Coping your pie for Locking your nice doors I pop up in like four wit chicken that like gores They click if they like war Fixing to fight for, me
I am stealing narcotics by breaking and entering houses locked by my competitors, while they get violent to protect their business.


Look at my ice for sure your sight sore (Whoa) We all wearing links
We are wearing expensive jewelry that glimmers so bright that anybody that looks at it has temporarily impaired vision.


As I prepare a drink Glare and think how I got the whole new york wearing pink
I am making a drink and reflecting on my power, realizing that my influence is so strong that the entire New York City follows my fashion sense and wears pink.


Girls they stare and wink, how I flare the mink Drop the top Pop a throttle Hock a glock Pop a bottle (bottle)
Girls are impressed with how I flaunt my wealth with fur coats, how I drive expensive convertible cars, how I shoot guns, and how I drink champagne.


Seen "Paid In Full", now I'm up in "Blockbuster"(Busta!) And I'm paid in full, still on the block busta '94 rock "Rucker", '01 rob "Rucker" Shoguns show guns, Blow one, you're not gutta Little inside joke for you cocksuckas (sucka)
I am comparing my life to the movie "Paid In Full", expressing that I am now a successful legal business owner and a famous movie watcher, but my roots are still in the streets where I robbed someone called Rucker. I possess high-powered firearms and if you are not tough enough, you will be killed. The final line is directed at people who wish they were like me.


My Block, sucka, pop corn and hot butta Like its the movie theater But its the oozie area Hoody Hoo, call hoody hoo produce hysteria (Hoody Hoo!!!)
I make my block so dangerous that it is like a movie theater with fresh popcorn and butter, but instead, dangerous weapons are used. People shout "Hoody Hoo" to indicate they are on my side and create a sense of chaos.


I get the Motel 6, where them hoes sell bricks
I stay in the low budget Motel 6, where prostitutes sell drugs.


I bitch straight up, get in the car (Oh Shit!)
I am not afraid to speak up and tell someone to get in my car.


I bitch straight up, get in the car (Oh Shit!)
I am not afraid to speak up and tell someone to get in my car.


And I got eses that's cuckoo You freshe like they LuLu From freshe they don't doo you
I have Mexican friends who are crazy and will harm people. If you are a snitch, they will beat you up; you are fresh like fruits, unaware of what is happening on my streets, so being with me would not affect you.


Jump! Back! Glock! Cock! Aim! Shoot! (Y'all some dead motherfuckers)
I am threatening violence to anybody who gets in my way, shouting "Jump! Back!" as an intimidating command to back off. I load my gun and prepare to shoot, warning people that they will die if they resist me.




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Written by: Unknown Composer Author, Mark Henry, Composer Unknown

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