Lyrics:
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
pages
Practice our aim we shooting at ranges
We number one, don't question our ages
Still fuck 12, but we keeping the gauges
Setting these trends, they
Or the 12 gauge shotty hit ya
You was talking so I got to get ya
I'm the Boogie Man In the flesh putting shit to rest go to sleep
I will not play with you
with 12 gauges, L.A. Times front pages
Leavin' mingled bodies hangin' on stages
Collapse fools with raps, peeelin' caps with straps
Twistin' off
Shooting shit for fun
Evergreen came from the fucking slums
Mother fuckers they talk they really don't want none
12 gauge by my fucking side
Chromed out
Shooting shit for fun
Evergreen came from the fucking slums
Mother fuckers they talk they really don't want none
12 gauge by my fucking side
Chromed out
hoo-ride
But I ain't going out in a fucking homicide
And the closer they got I grabbed my gauge
Slapped the bitch, I know this shit will make the front
to homicide
My city's full of gangbangers and drive-by's
Why do we die at an early age?
He was so young
But still a victim of the 12 gauge
My memories
out there go for bad
That shit played out my brother
I ride by and gun done motherfuckers
Whether friend or foe bro
Steppin' on my toes, your ass
drink, he don't get none
Shoot that nigga eyes into his mouth, so he can watch his tongue
12 gauge to anybody, back up, blow out your lungs
Rubbing on her
boy 12 gauge
This the end of yo chapter nigga ain't no next page
Hit that nigga with the nut cracker ain't no Luke Cage
Super acc on this gleek I don't
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
Makin' all the big pay-offs
Callin' all the shots ballin'
Punishin' punk muthafuckas on the 12-gauges
I call on K-oss
Knowledge Over Sucker-Spinners
do
Just hope filled wishes
Pain in my chest when I wake up
Pop me a pill that's prescription drugs
Hits me hard like a 12 gauge slug
Now all this
been a stranger to homicide
My city's full of gang bangers and drive bys
Why do we die at an early age?
He was so young but still a victim of the 12
coming ta serve ya
Nigga we told ya Bone be stalking, (we walking)
Number one assassin
Pick up the pump and it causing the 12-gauge eruption
Let loose
Made Gangsta
Ruler clip on my hip
32 Plus 1
I cant miss Glltt Poww
Self made gangsta
Got tha 12 gauge
Gglllttt bang bang bang
Screaming gang gang gang
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
the Glock cocked, sucker don't jock me up
Fuck a drive by, nigga take dead aim
Load him up in a frame and
Knock his ass out the game
Boom boom was
with two of my woes
Had a big 12 gauge in my rucksack
My young niggas drill
Like Itch and Sizz
10 toes in the drive with a book bag
And we're
by the next nigga gun
If that's the case, then get a bigger one (yeah)
You don't think I pack the pump 'cause I'm out of the hood
That's
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
motherfuckas out there go for bad
That shit played out my brother
I ride by and gun done motherfuckers
Whether friend or foe bro
Steppin' on my toes, your
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