Lyrics:
crack
I keep a g pack by my left nut sack
Niggz know rain snow sleet sunny
I be trappin juggin finessin and gettin to the money
On point pistol tucked
Arizona
All outlaws alike knew their name
A shotgun, a pistol, known the world over as
The two biggest guns in the west
But the whole town
Legend out the 2-6 (Whoa)
Y'all know who the truth is (Whoa)
Crazy like a movie by that nigga Stanley Kubrick (Whoa)
Perfect time to pop up (Whoa)
Wet
a pistol.
Ah ha.
Well, you'd think by now I'd a-learned my lesson.
But I keep makin' them same mistakes.
There must be some clue I keep missin':
How
(Here are the thrill seekers)
The loose mic with two stripes, keeps moving
Like turnpikes, nothing average like the mastered assassin
We bring
It started with pistols and niggas
Now it be killaz on triggas
Aimed for platinum plated figgas
Living lavish like drug dealers
TSO plug niggas
Arizon
All outlaws alike knew their name
A shotgun, a pistol, known the world over as
The two biggest guns in the west
But the whole town
BOW
Get down nigga
It's a stick up
Bet move nigga
Don't turn
This robbery
To a homicide
We don't play by rules nigga
Only here
For the cash and drugs
increased
I'm kicking down the black door, put 'em up
[Chorus: x2]
Now don't show it if you ain't goin' share it
Fuck around and get your pistol
pistol
I'mma catch him in the wind, pray the gun don't jam
So, until we meet again, nigga, it's cool
I don't know what you been told in your ear
But
Sixteen in this scheme I can't get no peace
The block was mad hot when they shot Maurice by Crystal Lounge
This sparks from a marksman pistol found
and the fucking robbery
There ain't no fucker stopping me
X2
(There ain't no fucking stopping me)
Imma bleed these walls down until they portraits me
cnd
A dome shot put a end to the story
Left lanzo stretched on the floor he swore he ended it gorey
Made every arrangement need to be gone by the morning
Bando
Bando
Pistol packin' America, this shit ain't no beauty pageant
Pistol packin' America, this shit ain't no beauty pageant
Pistol packin'
Man I might as well gone head and Fire this reefer up
Save me from my pain save me from My thoughts
Save me from the pistol when I'm Sitting in
a highway man
On the coach roads I did ride
Hold that pistol by my side
[Verse 2]
Ridin 75 and I’m coastin
Port smoking
Stressing like a bitch
But I’m still
pressure (pressure)
This shit pressure (pressure)
Two BBL, you know she extra (know she extra)
Got that stank walk, but clean as a whistle (whistle)
In
you ever been involved in, like, a armed robbery or a hold-up?
You mean a two hundred eleven ?
Yeah
There's a store, but don't point
Walk inside,
of the 2Pacalypse
Forever ghetto necessary picture food stamps
Outlaw Thug Niggas never left the boot camp
They called us for assignment, one of the squad's
a warzone
Pistol packin' and we blowin' on this ozone
I'm ridin' shotgun in the fleet with Brome
Motherfucker pop a nigga from cut and ass
I gotta hustle wars
TM! Sizzle! Evil Genius!
Wop! Bling! Blow!
Iced up, bezzeled up
We're sick as fuck, what the fuck
Top down, windows up
Pistol tucked, what the fuck
tryna make my momma proud of me
Try and focus on the rap the bricks surrounded me
Can't go back to no poverty rather robbery
I'm in the kitchen whipping
some folks trynna charge me
Talkin' bout murders and robberies
They look at me as a problem
Trynna figure me out, trynna solve me
This right here,
shooter, so I keep my pistol close to me
You know what [?] me nigga, like you some ho while I be smoking weed
I dont know you nigga, you dont know me nigga
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