Lyrics:
thugs-n-harmony
I know you niggas been waiting for this for a long time
Well, here it is, nigga. Here it is. What you gonna do with it?
Well, it must be close
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
it's Ren and for the street it's Villain
Yella boy, why don't you kick me one of them funky-ass beats?
My boy .. my boy .. my boy Ice Cube
Yo we got my
now I get that cash sell perico and hydro
Money in the stash like my brother Geraldo
So fall back and look at the new don the 12 gauge fold niggas
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
thugs-n-harmony
I know you niggas been waiting for this for a long time
Well, here it is, nigga. Here it is. What you gonna do with it?
Well, it must be close
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
hungry for change
Spark the road up, with the edge of my 12 gauge
Blind obsession with yourself it's true
The best thing about me, is I'm not you
I
for 'got 10p to spare?' What did you know? What did you care?
Another way of saying 'I'm O.K., sod you out there'. What did you know? What did you
thugs-n-harmony
I know you niggas been waiting for this for a long time
Well, here it is, nigga. Here it is. What you gonna do with it?
Well, it must be close
game in a strait jacket
12 gauge
In a shotgun racket
Shinbone, shindig, shimmy for the Shinto
Got to do this all alone
Wait
Better slow it down
a tech, 12 gauge pump in the trunk not to minchen I'm hella drunk, meaning won't hesitate, put you 6 feet hela unda ground yo family cryin I be lyin tellin
tight i'm gripping
That trigger finger itching, uhh
It goes... uh huh
It goes down in the south
The 12 gauge in the house
The sharp blades in the house
Smoke it all up nigga don't stiff on the reefer
Mo runnin' up outta the club with this
Plus I got hydro and this shit is creeper creeper
Strip as you
niggas
Don't make me snap niggas
This 12-Gauge will leave your front in your back nigga
When I was young
I had a dream that I could change the weather
I
Getting big by the hourly
Speak you becoming a casualty
Ride like a travel team
Got a bitch named Natalie
But when it comes to head I'm picking up Mallory
gauge shotty
Then I'm back to blowing good
No worry
Yeah I'm living stress free
You got problems
I got peoples that'll leave you resting
Dey want dat
they're up to
Oh no
Oh you think I'm drunk
Cuz my voice pop off like a 12 gauge pump
Oh you think my crunk
Come from some booger sugar that I bumped
They
on my back like
King kong in the trunk beat you 12-12
That’s a 12 gauge handed by the 12th grade
And I’m from Harlem so you know we fly high
Buckle up ma
feet
Doing a fucking drive by in a 10 speed
I hope you know that I would kill you for 10 gs
So keep clean
Don’t be Arousing the bounties
I ask, do you
And nigga this daaaily,
Who the nigga wid the 12-gauge (Pump)
Mr.Sawed-Off Leatherface so you better pray
Eternally thugsta,
East nine-teen ninety nine
But––such was the nature of a dream.
Ever since Jake bought the 12-gauge for the new house, it’d become her go-to ruby-reds in, oh, maybe a dozen dreams
rather see my profits escalate
Then put the 12 gauge in your face
Just because I feel that you fake or an obstacle in my way
Got too much at steak
rather see my profits escalate
Then put the 12 gauge in your face
Just because I feel that you fake or an obstacle in my way
Got too much at steak
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