[Chorus: Cam'ron]

Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah, Killa)

Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah, Killa, Killa, uh)

Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah, uh)

Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Bring 'em, woah, uh)

Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah, yeah)

Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Uh, yo, woah, yo, yo)

Bring 'em dead or alive (Uh, woah, Killa)

Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Dipset, woah, Santana, Freekey)

Bring 'em dead or alive (Jim Jones, woah)

Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah, yo, yo)

[Verse 1: Cam'ron]

Yo, the way I been treated in this industry? Not nicely

Little faggot motherfucker like **** ******

Tried to get someone to pop my chain

Getting robbed, dog, is not my game

My nigga hopped out the van real quick, cocked that thang

Reversed the situation, popped his chain

Be happy we ain't pop his brain

Ayo, I treat that show money, Mike, like it's coke money, all right?

So you better have it, consequences could be a casket

I'm beyond forensic, a menace with a 'matic

I'ma leave 'em in the streets just splattered

Beat and battered, fuck cops, police don't matter, bring 'em to me

[Chorus: Jim Jones]

Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)

Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)

Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)

Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)

Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)

Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)

Bring 'em dead or alive (Come on, woah)

Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (B's up, woah, Dipset, uh, yo)

[Verse 2: Jim Jones]

Ayo, I'm pop to my name

With not a dollar, not a cent, not a rock to my name

Yo, I'ma keep it funky, dog, I'll hock my chain

For a block of cocaine, now it's back to my block with cocaine

You know, re-in' up and filling up them pots with cocaine

Then you chop it up and bottle up and top the cocaine

Gotta watch for them cops and they chains

For them Diplomatic affairs, automatic'll flare

I whips everything from automatics to gear

Yeah, you know sticks I clutch 'em, shots with six, I bust 'em

Cop kicks to scuff 'em, fuck 'em

Hop out the 6 and crush 'em, hop in the 6 and dust 'em, boom

[Chorus]

Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)

Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)

Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)

Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)

Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)

Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)

Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)

Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Yo, woah, Killa, Killa)

[Verse 3: Cam'ron & Jim Jones]

Ayo, these niggas talking shit? (Woah, uh-oh)

They about to get hit with fucking clips (Woah)

You better let 'em know (Know)

I got girls that'll buy me a quarter

Supply me with water, beef come? Drive me to borders

Kamikaze with they homi's, body your daughter

Turn your whole crew into Dodgers like Tommy Lasorda (Yeah, come on)

So you faggots have that money in order

Jim'll come through with wolves and let the hungry extort ya

Now how is that for the drama suspense?

Any beef, our piranhas get sent, kidnap your mama for rent

Hot shots from the Beretta will fly

I'm breaking bread with my guys, we want it dead or alive, Dipset, boom

[Chorus]

Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)

Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)

Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)

Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)

Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)

Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)

Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)

Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)

Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)

Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)

Bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)

Ah, oh Lord, bring 'em dead or alive (Woah)