Lyrics:
couch
The lesson was never go the addict route
Ya deal with mines? I probably pull an automatic out
60th & 10th, cable with the chip
12 gauge behind
I been bout it like been laden
Ain’t no need for vests cuz I’ll head shot em
12 gauge with semi auto and it’s over with Lil Jae pop em
James harden I
a lobster
Bet that I pop 'em
You got motion get stopped like a comma
Let it go bullets rip thru his collar
Tryna fight what you think I'm Apollo
12 gauge make
Locked in, baking consti, pated
Casa, migos bout to, make the
Bodies start to drop high as fuck
You ever seen a star in the stars
And let the barrel run
of lipstick
Got a shoppin' list for you to run some odds and ends with
It's not a bitch on this earth I can be monogamous with
She's non-existent
Robin
on the scene actions were suicidal
as we welcome a new arrival of a newer rival got to run dropped in the gas
coppas are rocking and oxygen masks
I'm plotting
Cuz I had to wait for the
Govs just to buss man's door
Why, cah I had no keys?
Grind hard all we do is get gwop
Back that bomb try hit a boy's
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
I burn that dirt, hug that road,
Plug my lip with a fist full of Skoal
12 gauge cock, shift down low,
Bounce mud tires like a bass on a pole
Up
who shot ya
Funk Doctor with the 12-gauge Mossberg
Look I got the tools like Rickle
To make your mind tickle (yo, Red)
For the nine nickel
Yo,
you sleep, pajamas
Have niggas throwing dirt on you, no slander
Spray a bottle on a bitch like perfume
AK clip look like a half moon
12 Gauge pump take
lookin up cuz I just engaged him
I wuz like 12 when I learnt to grip 12 gauges
cnd Mama said you gotta give to get good graces
To really run this shiii
she knows that I’m that nigga
You don’t got no bread that’s why she isn’t fucking with you
Aye, run up on me nigga I’m going to hit you
Aye, got
ain't too many left like us
Tell me who really be strapped like us
Nobody
Flashin' guns, don't be catchin' nobodies
Hit him up with a 12-gauge shotty
there's kidnap, but she was with us so I brought her.
Dun got myself into a whole heap of trouble,
Double crossed by the law so it's nobody to run to,
she was with us so I brought her.
Dun got myself into a whole heap of trouble,
Double crossed by the law so it's nobody to run to,
Yeah it's just me
why I'm carryin me a 12 gauge pump
Man I ain't no punk
The average everyday thug that's how it sounds
I'm defendin myself, and loadin that mili
her three times then I get the rewind
Witch would make it six times im wife her
Nigga I'm in love with my 12 gauge
Shotgun got 8 shells for you niggas
to poppin'
12 gauge shotgun this shit get to poppin'
Don't start talking get hit with a glockky
When I'm with ya bitch she call me papi
They just wanna play
yeah, that he don't trust 12 gauges of Mossberg up in the gut
Yeah, now Jimmy just took the level He in the dirt, so he stay with a fucker shovel
A street
breath of an mc
Feel me
A 12 gauge stage displayed wit all rage
Bet yo last dolla it will make front page
It lasted all night, Mcs filled the black
Some
fault[02:05.80]I ain't the same, then of course[02:06.97]I saved my best for the worst[02:08.09]Oh I get comfort by pissin' on y'all[02:10.12]Nah, actually fuck it's
the jewels
Take a few, live and learn I don't make the rules
Students ain't safe if Tommy bring a 12 gauge to school
Went some tragic ways if the risk made
who shot ya
Funk Doctor with the 12-gauge Mossberg
Look I got the tools like Rickle
To make your mind tickle (yo, Red)
For the nine nickel
Yo,
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