Lyrics:
through you know the outcome
Critical
Condition in your physical for injurin
The officer and gentleman who stack by the benjamen
Off a beat like this
the food I steal
Floors ain't dirty enough
My game is like carryin' shotguns and 21 rough
Doctor, I'm like the war on drugs
I don't stop, I'm all night
broke and used
Motherf***er
I drank with hank, talked blues with billy
Rocked with run sang with shotgun willy
Went from small time philly to big time
by the straps, ya got ta kick her, fuck it!
That's how it go when ya dealin' with a pro-per
Got my hand on the mic and I'm about to let it flow
soldiers is packin no secret
Though I'm broken hearted women done left me hopeless in darkness
Smokin, driftin in sickness, stand by oceans watch the sun
He said, "Now don't you be that way
You know how much I love you
I can't hardly sleep at night
And when I do I dream of you
And by the way, Shorty,
By the banks of the river, where the willows hang down,
And the wild birds a'warble with a low moaning sound,
Down in the hollow where the water runs
and whistled
No matter what they call you by, the meaning stays the same
Now your shotgun on the floor, your window's just a door
Riding backward 'cross state
the problem this time
More innocent people are dying
Someone please explain why unnecessary pain always hits headlines
Shotgun therapy pacing through these
like (woo!)
Motherfuckers own a shotgun like a pop gun and they ready like yeah
Still a good nigga I'm a Northside nigga til I'm gone
Do it for
gotta go pro once
Hit him wit the shotgun call that shit the stop button
Call me doctor car-ter aka young wild nigga
Aka no trial nigga AK click clack
crackin'
So gentlemen, nothin' but all bad bitches, welcome 'em in
Smoke a little fire, let it begin (ah)
Ready for a Kush shotgun
But I'm watching
Wake up, wake up, wake up
One, two, one, two
We dedicate this one to the hip-hop culture y'all
Brought to you by the world famous Wake Up Show
it begin (ah)
Ready for a Kush shotgun
But I'm watching niggas, don't wanna have to pop one
That's my weed, nigga (hold up, what?)
Hit 'em with
me alone
I'm riding in a Cadillac Fleetwood Chrome
With Too Clean, behind the wheel
I'm riding shotgun, rapping for real
Total boss in the back,
the weed, T, ya heard me? Yeah
Uhh, now let me start by sayin' I don't like this beat
But I weather the storm, I'm a lightnin' streak
Uhh, Weezy F. Baby, I
turn 'em out, knock 'em down, it's just that simple
Shawty make love like a drug or a shotgun straight to the temple
She got a walk like she stalking
Cube insane in the membrane
Baby, go ahead please do the damn thang
We gonna get chu' high nigga
Our rhymes will get chu' by nigga
Tell me if I
And I'm getting, maybe 8 or 9 miles to the gallon
Still feeling like a stallion
I got Andy ridin' shotgun with 30 gold chains on, talking about he Italian
should work
My father gave me my shotgun
That I'll hand down to my son
Try to teach him everything it means
I'm a man of my convictions
Call me wrong,
thang
Ice cube insane in the membrane
We gonna get chu' high nigga
Our rhymes will get chu' by nigga
Tell me if I qualify nigga
I wanna get that, cop
Oh, my mother was frightened by a shotgun, they say
Thats why I'm such a wonderful shot.
I'd be out in the cactus and I'd practice all day,
bulletproof limo
Shotgun, the underboss of our main source
Of interest, the black widow cocaine empress
A princess rich from her family's inheritance
Now let's
Oh, my mother was frightened by a shotgun, they say
That's why I'm such a wonderful shot.
I'd be out in the cactus and I'd practice all day,
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