Search results for rump by 12 gauge

We've found 146 lyrics, 3 artists, and 9 albums matching rump by 12 gauge:


Albums:

The Appalachian Twelve Gauge Massacre (Brody's Militia) · 12 Gauge (12 Gauge) · Do the Rump! (Junior Kimbrough & the Soul Blues Boys) · Shake What Ya Mama Gave Ya: Hot New Rump-Shakin Hits (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Do the Rump! (Junior Kimbrough & the Soul Blues Boys) · Rump Shaker (Suburban Legends) · Do the Rump! (Junior Kimbrough & the Soul Blues Boys) · Do the Rump! (Junior Kimbrough & the Soul Blues Boys) · The Rump Shakers (Bobby Bowens)


check, baby, 1-2-3
Check, baby, check, baby, 1-2
Check, baby, check, baby, 1

It's called rump shaker, the piece is like sweeter than candy
I'm
Y'all already know comin' outta the trunk is a AK who? 
With a 12 gauge what?

[Chorus]

[Krayzie Bone]

We back with a vengeance 'cause rap took
the nerves ignore the pain

Repetition needs a friend
I have a 12 gauge resting in my hands
How 'bout we get this party started right
And use a bullet for each
Them niggaz jumped out 12-gauge ( ? )
Give me the keys to your shit, or get shot in the rump
My girl got out first, they said (Ooh, look at that)
Not
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
Shot down by a 12 gauge
Shotgun, never feel safe
Struck hard by a spiked fist
Cold blood runs down your face

As your hate grows stronger
Towards the one
kick us we can never run away nothing gonna stop me know until I've had my say ??? the 12 gauge I'm just getting started I can't begin to express my rage
bottle of booze

My baits a' runnin a little low

Man a box of 12 gauge would be all the rage

I'm all liquored up and I'm feelin' good

Well just down
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
Hold 'em down, hold 'em up, yo

It's gonna be a killin' after midnight
Niggas gettin' reday for a big fight
You could say this one's a murder by
from the ghetto nation

Out on the lawn, ya strip the car down
And you're sippin' corn on the porch
If the neighbors complain, open up the 12-gauge
Shut
an angel with a 12 gauge (Lock and load)
You're like a wheelman on a get-away (Hit the road)
And together we ride
You ain't Bonnie I ain't Clyde
But we
a 12-gauge shotty
Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby
You want to rob me, you gotta leave here with a body
In the streets of New York, You can't trust
on the Real Thing
Daddy comes out with a 12 gauge shotgun 
Had a flashback from his days in Viet Nam
Honey please you're my daughter
I guess she forgot all
sawed off
12 gauge bullet spray
And the ambulance come to take your body away
You still a bitch, ridin' to the hospital
Keep lookin' for the doctor
Take my dick out yo' mouth when you speakin' the shit
When the shotgun blasts, muthaf**kin' hauled off
Ain't no escapin' the muthaf**kin' sawed off
12
(hip hop)
Haha
(Sounds like gold, sounds like street, whoo
Niggas know they gettin' told what they mama did
The rump bumpa bum bum in the jeep
These
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
the non-believers"

Bounce, it's the new 12 play
Bounce though the pussy like L-way
Bounce, I wanna see your tail shake
Bounce when you hear are Kelly say
1,2 Uhh 1,1
1,2 Uhh 1,1

M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN

Hey, you, get off my cloud
You don't know
dead to me- you re dead to me, all dead to me
Dead dead you re soon to be dead
I put a 12-gauge under my chin
Dead to me- you re dead to me- you re
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
write the good rhymes
The whole scenery reminded me of good times
I don't like to feel that I'm put in a rut
By a young nigga that needs to pull his
write the good rhymes
The whole scenery reminded me of good times
I don't like to feel that I'm put in a rut
By a young nigga that needs to pull his
1,2 uhh 1,1
1,2 uhh 1,1

M-e-t, h-o-d, man
M-e-t, h-o-d, man
M-e-t, h-o-d, man
M-e-t, h-o-d, man

[verse one:]
Hey, you, get off my cloud