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The Appalachian Twelve Gauge Massacre (Brody's Militia) · 12 Gauge (12 Gauge) · The Man Not the Dawg (Khujo Goodie) · Westwood 11: Ride with the Big Dawg (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Iron Dawg Riddim (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Dawg Years (Blaze Foley) · Westwood: The Big Dawg Is Back!!! (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Grateful Dawg [The Original Motion Picture Soundtrack] (Jerry Garcia) · The Dawg Years (1975-1978) (Blaze Foley) · Early Dawg (David Grisman) – and 90 other albums »


??? by the police local papers call this justice I call it murder ??? with a club in his hand ??? I watched you beat my friend to the ground let you
off in a silent rage
Fish tilled back to the Ritz with my 12 gauge
Gat smoking, I ain't joking
Left them fools on the ground face with they heads
thang's in ya face man
It's Project Pat wit' that 12 gauge strapped ya'll
I blow yo' chest out yo' motherfucking back dawg

Chorus-4x
Pat starts
after dark (Murda) (Murda) Killin It just don't stop (Homocidal) The 12 gauge left you up and down But another victim called the D-E-A-D Listen to that
the fuck is mine
My nigga I'll take it
Grab a player hater by the neck, choke him out and try to break it
Gimme your money, drop them keys
It's a jack
to drop the call dawg the niggas fuck the fed and drop the ball, 
Ain't no thang do with them
Dead put em with Flesh enforce the law, 
Who ever want
of poppin' my pistol bangin' the brains 
I'm leavin' the niggas sho' 'cause I don't want to be judged 
by a 12 than carry by 6 

[Flesh]
I'm a empty
grab that 12 gauge
Cause that's the only way a niggaz gonna get paid
I'm on my way to my old bank
They know me real good and they don't think that I'd
a 12-gauge shotty
Got machetes and them cannons loaded up
Got them xany's and that lean in my cup
These politician's can come up missin', I'm on a mission
You
ya
We raw before we go broke, nigga we robbin ya'll, all of ya'll, all ya'll

(Krayzie Bone)
Yo my dawgs if you call or you fall
You depend on that
grab that 12 gauge
Cause that's the only way a niggaz gonna get paid
I'm on my way to my old bank
They know me real good and they don't think that I'd
Makaveli the Don puttin' it down to the fullest
Maximum overload
3 Day Theory, Killuminati to your body
With the impact of a 12 gauge shotty
Double-I
[Chorus]
Mr. Incognito, Incognito [Repeat: x12]

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
Yeah yeah yeah
Mr. Incognito is back again
Now all I want is peace and papes,
hunt with a 12-gauge pump
Sendin muthafuckas to the dump
The nigga killa, known to slam a hoe
Finger on the trigger, lettin the hammer go
Boom-boom,
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) (Slim Shady!) I'm back

That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm
for the tape that's made by 5-0.
Look into the eyes of the 12 gauge barrel.
My t-shirt and khaki's with house shoes is the apparel.
Just call me a nigga
my dawgs if you call or you fall
You depend on that nigga wherever then I will be there, lean on me
But let us get rid of the enemies be staying
souljahs, Betta nigga done told ya, told ya
We raw before we go broke, nigga we robbin' ya'll, all of ya'll, all ya'll

Yo my dawgs if you call or you fall
12 gauge shotty, with a pump like Joe Dumar's
Shells the size of Sprewell lugs, go through cars
Rip apart your new Bentley nigga, like Dre sent me
many really gon' ride, when the war start?
Eaten alive by these hollow-tip darts
My 12 gauge'll tear you apart, don't get caught at the light
somethin'"}

Now how many really goin' ride, when the war start?
Eaten alive by these hollow-tip darts
My 12 gauge'll tear you apart, don't get caught
Squeeze the trigger
  
Rampage on stage,my crews in a rage
Searched my posse,found the Uzi but missed the 12 gauge
Maniac,I'm a rhyme brainiac,livin'
They call me Layzie the Kid

Tha names Powder P
Can I get a 12 guage?
Outlawd everyday
On the front page
Now Mr. Kid
If you give me the lowdown
international think rational
The 12th street crew move back when we come through

I think the whole world's going insane
I fill my brain up with Dainy, and drink
the hood say 
Clack the black off a nigga make him see the light 
My overhand right'll violate your civil rights 
We get bars, big cars, cigars 
12 gauge