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charge like chart, i want it all The loot, the chronic, plus the dips First nigga that flinches catch a Bullet from my hip in a rage Serving gauge with my
let's go) Yeah, Hold on', huh Yeah no chorus twelve Y'all know what the fuck goin' on Twelve, twelve, twelve, fuck 12, nigga Man the bitch ran up
it to the gutter we could duke or shoot it out Switchblades pump gauge, whatever you about Burn you to ya hood we could bang for the work For
and girls for breakfast You're a titan of the nuclear age Your muscles flex with a Uzi or 12 gauge And you love the game, that's why you boast Because
Yeah The Fat Gangsta Here comes the nigga from the East Who just been crowned for most hated by police The public enemy rapper at large
question it We gon' get the album done by the deadline I'll talk to ya later, over and out brother
provide that world you’ve been living in I couldn’t gauge every problem within Hoping it wouldn’t hurt me again (Guitar solo by Ëkoli))
the burn on the hip I'm blowin on the deuce by the candy painted whip I'ma grip my grain, and cock my gun And show these mother fuckers how its done When
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'
is wrong Glaze finna get his mothafuckin' rap on So would whack DJ's back up off the 12 gauges Give him some room While the boom from the stage is
Glory-holing fuck bitches Leave pussy swollen Im the broken table That disabled all the fables Leave ur shirt stained with My 12 gauge close range Slithering
and cage Fair exchange clicked ya bow wid ya 12-gauge It's time for me to do this shit for all my years hurtin' See these other niggas bustin' raps that
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
type flow Woah Me and crew, killing noobs and making mad dough Piece to all the chads All the brothers with no dads Pistol grip gauge, blows his nads We
wanna step to this? I back 'em down with tha nickel-plated fifth, watch the hip Look at your men, they all jumpin' ship And I ain't even bring an extra
Tell 'em n**** talk s*** now They think you know they gonna go baw I ain't scared of the law Now bout to go to war What it is n**** where you lose ya
her water like a ship baby lets dip She got them sexy ass hips them ghetto lips Every time that we lays I gave her chips Ya bitch will open her legs may
96' Bro-bro got a stick Wit a Chinese grip Put the pressure on your lip Like ya bit the shit Let's hit arithmetic 1+2 Yeah That's the three musketeers
jails In the cell, countin' days in this livin' black hell Do you feel me? Keys to ignition, use at your discretion Roll with a 12 gauge pump for
of perversion, fuckin bitches on Persian rugs Washin niggas like detergent, it's the surgeon Slugs propels from Bobby Steele's 12 gauge Front page, "Daily
To draw you in Designed by the inside For your precise skin And when she grips, n when she holds, n when she spills it all In the name of you Collecting
bag if you want to get fucked up Every diga little bitch made nigga Start runnin when I'm playin with the trigga An uzi a 12-gauge it really don't
guage mossberg The nigga said "yo, what's for sale" And the bitch came out with a bag of ya-yo She made the drop and got the 20 dollars From a smoked
and yellin And tellin and look at this young punk bailin I heard a knock on the door without the password And her mom's got the 12 guage mossberg The nigga
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