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Well that's just pathetic
Well since that's what it is
I'ma pull a 12 gauge and pump lead
Since you think my pump's unleaded
Yeah, that part
Why you
hearin' shots ring out 12 o'clock at night
A car full of dead niggas in the midnight
Because it gave the cops a reason just ta shoot 'em up
But now they
it
You might do the talking, but I do the walking
Can't nobody stop me from getting my profit li'l nigga
In the beamer with 12k Gotti, pulling out
be this mang
He spaz like 12 gauge gave them
Buck shots straight face aim to the chest frame bang
Someone save em I'm a bake em' asada con salsa güey
I'll go get my 12gauge and bust one Slug in your head in god you trust son I dont like the reverand when I state Dont even pass the collection plate
Dreamcast, me and 9th, we blast
12-gauge shottie, why you still shooting bean bags?
Think fast, we don't slack when we attack
Move like a Japanese cat in
right out the sky go bad
From outta nowhere, you might find your career
Come to it, and I was like (oh, yeah)
See us come to award shows we're like
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
let's go,
Imma jump in, jump out for show,
Imma jump in, jump out let's go,
I do the most, Got 'em sayin'
I do cool shit, Imma cool dude,
Smoke by
12 gauge pump started trippin
Kick the door open, blood stains cops came
Quietly I had to remaintain thang, same thang
My love don't fit you, I
though I'm a sinner
Cool, but the strap got a real bad temper
Clash with the titan, then I bet you gon' remember
12 from the gauge, turn your body into
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
ammunition by my feet
Ak 47 in my lap, that can eat through concrete
I got macks and Glocks, 12 gauge with long buckshots
Two five holster round the sock,
a heart attack
Show up at your door, with a 12 guage aiming at your back
You're life you shouldn't have wasted that dummy hit her head
Should've waited,
5 dollars I'ma fight for
My sisters only 12 and she's pregnant wit a baby
My brothers goin' ta jail and my momma's going crazy
I'm all by myself,
cause ya foo dang
Couldn't hold my balls, couldn't hold my wang
Stank hoes wanna see me in the grave
But I'm quick to slap a trick wit a 12 gauge
You know
Columbine wasn't chance
It was that behavior of some kids who were fueled by rage and a 12 gauge
Angst that annihilated and hurt the innocent
Sought their
no one by my side when my life was fucked up
I was crash hop out a ride see my target let it bust
Me and choppz switch tags on sds we didn't give
the hood
Like I'm running through a maze
Find me trunk up, with the top back
One deep in the front, two freaks in the back
Haters mad at me, cause I'm MVP
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
a 12-gauge double barrel shotgun, I own a regular shotgun, I own a regular hunting rifle, I own a 9mm, a 357, a 45 handgun, a 38 special, and, erm... I own
it's Mad About Bars
Look out for that K Trap project
Also check out From The Jump
By Mischief as well
It's Kenny Allstar, Mixtape Madness, Mad
About Bars
get your head blown off With that fucking 12 gauge Slide in yo crib like a raid I'm spraying bugs with no Raid A thousand blunts right to my face Yea
they tell?
Will anyone answer that incessant bell?
Diplomat Motel…what the hell?
Clocks are twelve years out of sync
Better tell time by the pimps
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