Lyrics:
V6, ooh, V12 (V12)
Just shoppin', raise Hell (raise Hell)
Pretty boy, baby, paint nails
Twelve gauge ready, blow shells
V6, whoa, V12 (V12)
Just
Leading transparent lives
What I see makes me feel
Twisted from inside
Get a gun
Kill the scum
Justify what is right
12 gauge justice
Right
against the world with my 12 gauge about to bust
No love, I got no love or trust, It's me against the world with my 12 gauge about to bust
No love, I got no
of the band of seven!
わたし わ とても おらかです...
Verse 1: Alucard (Rapped 16 Bar’s):
They called me 12 Gauge since way back in the day,
So if I’m spraying my AK then
up, lock it up (trap)
12 gauge shot 'em up, shot 'em up (boom)
Look out lil' ho, let me do my lil' dance
That ain't my dick, that's a stick in my
rage
Comin from the morgue foo, bout to hit your dawg too
In a haze mane I don't play they want to take my 12 gauge
Road rage, thought you mothafuckas
Bang on the dark side man,
Land ah the thuggish ruggish city will it reveal,
But I went back to my land with ah 12-gauge Mossberg pump
Big shells, you
darkside man... Bang on tha darkside man,
Land of the thuggish ruggish city, will it reveal?
well I went back to my land with a 12 gauge Mossberg Pump, big
feeling freaky, (freaky)
She give me head, then I go unlock the door, (yeah, woh, woh)
(whoah, im going super fast)
Shorty wanna ride, the V-12
We be by my
12 gauge on me and I keep it on the hip
On the other side I keep extra clip
These warning shots make a nigga do the skip
Aim it at your head tombstone
Raff, ring the alarm
I know Spig's got my back
Freaky Tai spark the charm
give a 1,2 for my man Pretty Lu
As i bless the rest of my New York City
a cage with a little bit of rampage, disengage
Little page, overage, 12-gauge, shotty to the face, going blah-ba-ba
I'm the shit, that's a foul play,
tight i'm gripping
That trigger finger itching, uhh
It goes... uh huh
It goes down in the south
The 12 gauge in the house
The sharp blades in the house
(Mixx scratches "Aw hit me!" and "Hold your legs up on easy.")
Verse 1
[FKI] There's only one place where we can go
To see freaky hoes doin'
Freaky bitches are the ones I like
In G-strings in the middle of the night
Smoke-filled stages, bitches in cages
Guards at the door, armed with gauges
Yo Raff, ring the alarm
I know Spig's got my back
Freaky Tai spark the charm
give a 1,2 for my man Pretty Lu
As i bless the rest of my New York
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
Ye Dripset nigga (Uno Shit, nigga)
Freaky or die
For real
Dripset, Dripset, Dripset, Dripset
I ain't gon' fuck wit these niggas (Dripset)
I
young but still a victim of the 12 gauge
My memories of a corpse, mind full of sick thoughts
And I ain't goin' back to court, so fuck what you thought
can't even count one
Two black guns, I don't know maybe they're Magnums
I don't know what the fuck they're called, I just grab them
12-gauge dumps in
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
Yeah
Vlone on my body
Vlone round' nobody
Never bit a bullet of a 12 gauge shotty
No one likes to drink, just the way it feels
They don't like
god
I kill you with the camera on
It's dawn of the dead and you
Mothafucker be dead by dawn
Guess I'm a little nuts
Like giving nukes to Donald Trump
up
12 gauge sawed off on me guarantee I'll fuck yo lungs up
I just took his soul, I need some more
Ion just want one
Hollow thru yo body rip yo guts up
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