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Back Home it's 12 gauge shotguns
Round Here it's 8-Lane Gridlock
Back home it's backyard baseball Sunday after church
Round Here it's sky high

Numbers

Organized Konfusion

The Equinox

1997

In Studio 54, Waiting to Exhale
When in the world 12 disciples, in this life cycle
That's trifle, so my impact's a twenty gauge rifle
Fifty/fifty

ammunition by my feet
Ak 47 in my lap, that can eat through concrete
I got macks and Glocks, 12 gauge with long buckshots
Two five holster round the sock,

all my eyes see it
Well, he's laughin' right now but I know that he cries
It's ever changin', goes round and round, just like the wind

Situation

was fightin flash
I flurry an avalanche, a blindin speed attack
You won't even see the punches till they comin back
Lead, counter, lead, I mix it up

Midwest Swing

Nelly

Free City

2001

high for three days
You can tell by the way I walk I ain't from 'round hurr 
Probably couldn't tell 'cause I ain't walkin' nowhere 
I got a old-school

suck my dick I'm a do what I please aye my bae I don't listening
To judgement I drop the gavel I'll judge it I bang her back like percussion
You like

outline him
When mi rifle sound
Anada life go down
Nine round
Spit from di bryco
Rise di piece
Coppa coin release
Point it and squeeze
Guns out likkle scout

above his fireplace
Hard to hear the angels in a shallow grave
You gotta
Run run Just as fast as you can
I got this cold 12 gauge I'm boogeyman
Defined by

get wet then go get a mop
Shawty fly get ready to bop
12 is here so you gotta stop
Win win win
Lots of win I'm tired of it
I got caught up on the mix
My

Bumpin new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went somethin like this:

Cruisin down the street in

Bumpin new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went somethin like this:

Cruisin down the street in

Bumpin new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went somethin like this:

Cruisin down the street in

I've been #1 for 12 years
How I'm supposed to remain humble wit' it?
Chopper wit' a coolin' can'
I'm in the middle of the jungle wit' it
Long hair don't

glocks
Wearin' all these colors, like they shop in a Crayola box,
They take shots, so I shoot back
12 gauges, see my verses have the same effect as bible

4, 5, 6

Kool G Rap

4, 5, 6

1995

4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's
Headcrack, time to get the bread black!
4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's

pussy while he's in it
That fueled misunderstandings
You'll rather see me wild
Hiding behind a .12 gauge while searching through the crowd 
Tryna find

Keepin It Gangsta [Remix; Bonus Track]

M.O.P.

Street Dreams

2003

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'

I was 12 years old
Just 12 years old

12 years old, on my way to Little League practice
And every day a man stand by the road with a brown bag wavin'

where am I at
Did I get new sheets man it’s covered in slat
The TV’s like 50 thousand inches like I’m at the movies
Everything blending with black
I don’t

We take our chances, make our choices
Shake the hand of fate and then we live it out

The world goes round spinning to the beat
Of different drums

She fwm cuz she sick of him uh
I gotta 30 for 3 of them
Don't tell it to 12 just me an him
Pull up in the nawf with my demon nem

If it's up then it's

New York, New York

Grandmaster Flash

The Best of Sugar Hill Records

1998

own two feet
I got a bad habit and I just can't break it 
Something?s on my mind and I just can't shake it 
I need some time, and I want some space

the chrome
Bitch we only ducking 12
Cook it with my cousin
Then i bag it all at granny spot
Cheaper by the dozen
No steve martin
Bitch im getting guwop
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