Lyrics:
Wasn't really bout it nigga jumped up out the van
Twelve gauges didn't even have to up
It was already in my hand
He gone do the Ricky dance
Running
She got me smokin' out the gauges
Heard I learned to live with painless
Shit taught me every was okay
Through the rain
Mold ya pain
Whys this time
em go dumb
Make em go stupid, to deaf.
He on my notion
Must be the potion
Give em the lotion, effect
I'm the cause
Take out ya gauges
Gag on this body,
(?)
(Dream)
Cold soft ground
Bleedin' out
12 gauge
Gold blade
me
It goes over my head
When it comes to things like love
I leave that for better men
When it comes to things like love
I'd rather gauge my eyes out
can't say the same
'Cah you patties started rappin'
Before picked a blade (Dickheads)
What you know about jumpin'
Out with the gauge? (Nuttin')
Back then,
seen stranger danger
Young niggas out here still walkin' 'round
Shameless, shameless
Yup, still pullin' out gauges
These streets outrageous
Y'all
the place if you harm one of mine
Back out the gauge make a boy dutty whine
Back out the gauge make a boy dutty whine
The perps skid and run they run home
Do
we're raised in
Then they wonder why we act so outrageous
Run around stressed out and pull out gauges
Cause every time you let the animal out cages
out the gauge, she'll be the front page
'Cause I'm hungry like a wolf
The big bad wolf is hungry for little red richie bitch
Streetlights above
competition
They can't even touch this, even with ammunition
Break out the gauge and go into an outrage
And I'ma still blow up the stage
'Cause this is
And she got dreams of a Matte Rover
Windows all blacked out, wanna be a racked out shawty
Like a 12 gauge niggas tryna catch a body
Yeah it’s insane when
Baby, can I come home to you
Mowin lies
And he gauge out my eyes but
Baby, can I come home to you
He comes to me
He's crazy
But I really know him well
Them niggaz jumped out 12-gauge ( ? )
Give me the keys to your shit, or get shot in the rump
My girl got out first, they said (Ooh, look at that)
Not
used by dopes
Fuck around and get rocked for three notes
And fuck your bitch ass alligators
When I see you on stage, throw out the gauge, my man's dough
why you ain't winnin
Can't quit I love every minute
Get out my face
Break out the cage
Pull out the gauge
Let out the rage
Life's a bitch ain't it
Time
grime?
Lately I feel disruptive, and I think its mailman time
Day in, day out, It seems like there's no way out
I pulled the twelve gauge out and shot
a dolphin
Do this shit all on my own like orphan
Pull out the gauges take out his organs
Just like clothes my bitches foreign
This is for who thought I was
like (Chaka?) fuckin Chewbacca
Connect the dots, murder by design
Shit on your intellect, and fertilize your mind (mind)
Pull out the gauge and we can
blazin', cops section off the pavement
Hoppin' out with gauges, prepare for the occasion
We throw about eight in, the house that you was raised in
Mouthin'
I'm quick to let the Glock spit at his 350 rocket
Then I split runnin down the block
No sense of dick made them bitch made niggas whip out a guage
love and I used it
Up till now my youthful stage
A useless rage, a torn out page, a worn out gauge
A dirty shade, a big charade, a has been made
I'll go
I scream out God's name, and they laugh in my face
And they tell me, He won't hear me down below
And they tell me to gauge out my eyes
There's
checkin on your pagers, weapons in your faces
Shot blazin, cops section off the pavement
Hoppin out with gauges, prepare for the occasion
We throw about
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