Lyrics:
ignore!
V25 Group
(and individual lines by each)
1/2 group 1 & 2
Agreed…
1/2 Group 3 & 4
Here here
All Group
I say we finally ignore
1/2 Group 1 & 2
the surgeon slugs
still pounds when Bobby Steels 12 gauge gonna pay deadly chronicles
We, held up in Gotham take heed and protect your seeds
We fall like all
Makaveli the Don puttin' it down to the fullest, maximum overload
3 Day Theory, Killuminati to your body
with the impact of a 12 gauge shotty
Double-I
home by 12
Coming over Friday night again?
Pouring shots,
Good vibe with friends
Making memories
Girl get dressed
Bring da tequila bottle
Tell mom
hunt with a 12-gauge pump
Sendin muthafuckas to the dump
The nigga killa, known to slam a hoe
Finger on the trigger, lettin the hammer go
Boom-boom,
shit, get banged (what?)
Where I'm from trap shit, let a 12 gauge drip
Yeah, it's sick how it fits in my hand (hand)
I don't mix with the glitz
Paying top dolars because they know
When we're on the stage, we're in a mothafuckin' range
So Dre, why don't you get the 12 guage [yeah]
And show 'em how
every crime known through the equator
They knew I did it (uh-huh) for havin' blood on my 'gators
My weed'll hit your chest like a double barrel gauge
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
engaged
Turn blowouts to 360 waves
How this 12 gauge feel sittin on ya tongue, on ya lips 'n'
dippin with money L in the green beamer
Sippin Zima's, on our
of the lust, niggas bustin' on us. Hit 'em up with
the buck 12 gauge eruptions. It's the art of war. Puttin' niggas on
the floor when I'm comin' through
Rhyme Syndicate, a storm incubating
The Syndicate's stronger day by day
12-gauge leave suckers brutally
Layin' in the concrete, kick ya face
Your
infrareds aimin for my dome
I got enemies in every state, city and hood
Plus my relationship with my friends ain't no good
Therefore I roll with Katie cause
you on the phone oh oh
You are so amazing to me girl I got that
Love for ya, I got that rhyme for ya, your
Mine best friend
And you’re great now you’re
Yow Delly (eeeh)
Ah bare riffle dem dong a get kick wid
(long time)
Worse mi go get ah new ting from liquid (wha)
Mi have a 12 gauge wey name chesta
shit
I ain't a big sob story fan
I'm spraying shit 12 gauge, AR-15, AK'n shit
Passenger seat's gon' get killed
I'm sayin' this princ-i pals
We don't draw
a wish
I'd take away the (Rage)
But then proceed to load the 12 gauge
Hungry niggas tryna see how much
A nigga cell pay
Buncha boosters
So the kids get
brother denied and swear he wouldn't tell
Only age 12 when I removed his blood genes from my cells
Felt trapped like a cell
With 12 by 13 bars parallel
pronouncin it right)
12 gauge unload now your brain exposed
gotta get up out dis game because its gettin to drastic
dodgin bullets cause dey wanna make my
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
Tallahassee
Under pressure niggas turning faggy
12 gauge when I slide why you lookin at me
Niggas don't know what I been through
I told that lil bitch she can
shit ain't fake, I gotta break and get the fuck by from this murder case
For chill this shit is cool to rap about but see to me it ain't no fun when
P.O.W.'s got hung
What the fuck do I know about a grenade
All I know is the (????) in my 12 gauge
And what if that pin gets stuck?
Several more casualties
P.O.W.'s got hung
What the fuck do I know about a grenade
All I know is the couch and my 12 gauge
And what if that pin gets stuck?
Several more
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