Lyrics:
or just couldn’t be saved,
This 12 Gauge penetrate, and cremate with it’s aim!
Chorus Repeat x1
Verse 3: Alucard (Rapped 16 Bar’s):
Eh ya’ll gave more
Rest in peace your homie motherfucker
Comin from the morgue with my motherfuckin 12 gauge
Rest in peace yo homie motherfucka it's a road rage
Comin
She said the sex was like no other
Never judge a book by it's cover
'Cause I just leave a couple
Shots in your brother
And make sure I empty the clip in
You don't wanna see a tear drop from my eye
So you better just move homie and walk on by
Cuz I ain't got time, its hard staying alive
All you
Her hair enhances
The bright blue sky
Like a 12 gauge shotgun
She's a young man's dream
A perfect vision
Down by the stream
Come on
Bring it on down
'em,
Click-click, fall to the ground when the glock pop,
Nigga chest pump blood,
And takin' too long, better drop it on down,
Or ya catchin' two
they gon' let that bih spray
Gang, snipe 'em, bang bang
No drive-by, this personal, hit you close range
If we really beefin' why you put it
kinda sporty
Flying with ma bro Xeno it be like Rick and morty
I be goin up with a 12 gauge shotty
Big mac you can feel a nigga caught a body
Jumpin out
tha feild ina minute its makin me sick
Drum on tha tactical 12 guage wit a laser to point out a bitch
Keep speaking on nate bitch I know where you stay
call and I'll
Be prepared to haul y'all off
Nigga dash, trap that ass
Roll up your up yo' ass
And punch it then flas
Got a gauge, when I catch 'em
down for real
Lift it, drop it, shake it, pop it
Lift it, drop it, shake it, pop it
Lift it, drop it, shake it, pop it
Lift it, drop it, shake it
cut,
Make a nigga want to do some dirt,
Puttin' in work gotta hit 'em where it hurts,
Puttin' it down Bone first
And I hit 'em wid the Ouija curse
Cause you got me curious, you probably look better when your dead
Nine by the spine, (5th in the holst)
Scum bag it's them D-Block boys, daddy kissin'
We young Mula
I got that 12 Guage
Don't make me 1 2 ya
3 4 5 train bitch suwoop
If you ain't on my train bitch cho cho
Like you got my dick in
License's droppin'
Don't think I won't get the drop and drop it
(Kill it) welcome back to my YouTube channel
Today is smash or pass on waps (Wha')
Get my
shotgun
Gave that bitch molly and a 12 gauge bet that hoe pop one
Ooh I got the ratchets on me
Fuck the couch I'm on the floor with these ratchets homie
a HOE
I dick her down then i show her DOE
Aye, well im a west coast nigga in a eastcoast body
My .38 special, my 12 gauge shotty
Some niggas talk shit
Wit a 12 gauge pump in da trunk and a clip full of funk and a fat purple cush blunt/
So call it what you want/
I call it da fever of da FUNK HOUSE
too popped if yo ass 2 Pac
Cargos with the 12 gauge shotty in it
Plus I still got a crib on Brazil
I ain't never holly that but I
Got a Maserati in it
it's da bomb
it's da bomb
I drop bombs like Hiroshima
it's da bomb
I know you hear me comin here I come
So you besta watch ya back
it's
30 ought, buck shot,
12 gauge, is sure shot,
American guns, American guns
30 ought, buck shot,
12 gauge, is sure shot,
American guns, American
I'm killin you first
Mr. kindness talks but I don't listen
A victim of society fucked by the system
My whole life's been a see saw
I'm up one day, down
comin' like I'm 2
Or maybe 3 or 4 or just a muthafuckin' crew
Late night see a drive-by drop Impala
The niggas took cover and the bitches all holla
If
'em,
Click-click, fall to the ground when the glock pop,
Nigga chest pump blood,
And takin' too long, better drop it on down,
Or ya catchin' two
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