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Migos – Deadz feat. 2 Chainz [Official Video]

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Migos recently released their new album ‘culture’, which has got one of its track titled – Deadz and featured 2 Chainz. And to harness more fans, they quickly came up with its video.

See it below + lyrics :

Intro: Migos

You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble) 12ce

You niggas in trouble

[Hook: Quavo]

Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed

Uh, ooh, count up the deads

Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed

Uh, ooh, count up the deads

Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed

Uh, ooh, count up the deads

Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed

Uh, ooh, count up the deads

Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed

Uh, ooh, count up the deads

Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed

Uh, ooh, count up the deads

[Verse 1: Quavo]

Fresh out, outta the bed, count up the deadz (bow, bow)

We heard what you said, we heard what you said

If I wasn’t trappin’, I’d be wrappin’ up them bundles

If I wasn’t rappin’, I’d be trappin’ out the condos (know I’m sayin’)

No forreal, no cap, my money long like anacondas (know I’m sayin’)

No forreal, no cap, I keep a sack like Sapp and Tucker (sacks)

If you think about runnin’ with that then you in trouble (think about it)

If you think about runnin’ with that then you in trouble (gone)

[Pre-Hook: Migos]

You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble

You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble

No forreal, no cap, my money long like anaconda

You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble

You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble

If you think about runnin’ with that then you in trouble

[Hook: Quavo]

Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed

Uh, ooh, count up the deads

Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed

Uh, ooh, count up the deads

Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed

Uh, ooh, count up the deads

Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed

Uh, ooh, count up the deads

Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed

Uh, ooh, count up the deads

Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed

Uh, ooh, count up the deads

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]

Gang bang slang ‘caine

Heroin, half a ton, Purple Haze, Cam’ron

Plays off a Samsung, get the job done

If I go jog at night, yeah, call it a mall run

You know what I did last night, ’cause I gave her all ones

You niggas in trouble, rock chains by the double

Got dames by the double, do everything but cuddle

Might buy a bowling alley, I got money out the gutter

Fully automatic, and it don’t don’t stutter (rra!)

[Pre-Hook: Migos]

You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble

You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble

No forreal, no cap, my money long like anaconda

You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble

You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble

If you think about runnin’ with that then you in trouble

[Hook: Quavo]

Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed

Uh, ooh, count up the deads

Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed

Uh, ooh, count up the deads

Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed

Uh, ooh, count up the deads

Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed

Uh, ooh, count up the deads

Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed

Uh, ooh, count up the deads

Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed

Uh, ooh, count up the deads

[Verse 3: Takeoff]

Hop out the bed and I’m countin’ them faces

I jump out the whip and them bitches start faintin’

No twenties or fifties, just Benjamin Franklins

Block on lock, call me Kurt Angle

I keep the banger, my brother, my partner

Don’t fuck with no strangers, they tryna get famous

I put the hood on my back

When these niggas couldn’t do nothing but love it

But niggas still hated

No they ain’t real but these niggas gon’ fake it

If they got a problem, my niggas gon’ straighten it

Niggas debatin’, they hatin’, they plottin’, they waitin’

They want my ice, tell ’em come take it

Have people tell me that I couldn’t make it

Now I’m doin’ shows outta state in the nations

My momma told me I gotta stay humble

But don’t be too ready, you gotta have patience

[Verse 4: Offset]

Droppin’ them bangers, bangers, bangers

Double cup stuffed full Texas Ranger

One in the chamber

I shoot a hundred round clip like Wilt Chamberlain

Go to the top and I’m gon’ bring the gang in

Bitch, do anything to get famous

My wrist cost me a brick and it’s frigid

I’m rich, but I did not let it change me

Statistics say that you niggas ain’t gangsta

[Pre-Hook: Migos]

You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble

You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble

No forreal, no cap, my money long like anaconda

You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble

You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble

If you think about runnin’ with that then you in trouble

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