Lyrics:
come around the track.
There's no gauge to read,
Peg the needle as I hit the black.
I'm going down
To a place where I can see all there is to see
on stage
Avoid twelve at all costs
But I hit this track with gauge
DreamTeam the fucking movement
We the cure to the plague nigga
In grandma's spare room
Under the bed
Was a toy railway
That my father had made
An oval of track
An N-gauge train
That we played with for hours
good
Swisha got me feeling good
Swisha got me feeling good
Damn right dawg
Imma blaze that sack
Go grenade this track
While you gauge this rap
Nothin'
Guage on the track, doin' that shit cops be chasin' me, no wonder they can't be
Puttin' that blame on me Runnin' through the streets feelin' wild
the cost of living? (Cost!)
My tracks are a 12 gauge
My 16's straight shells
My name times lyricism
Don't lie 'bout "don't ring no bells" (don't lie)
I'm
your finger at my soul
Let the pressure take its toll
I'm your mission
You track, you spy, you gauge, yeah you stalk your prey
But what was yours
and live your life
In 50 Shades of Grey
(I don’t mean the sexy way)
Look at thе pie chart of my life
You’ll see therе's no variables
Wanna track my range
Rest in peace your homie motherfucker
Comin from the morgue with my motherfuckin 12 gauge
Rest in peace yo homie motherfucka it's a road rage
Comin
lock, ain't a match, ain't
Twelve gauge, twelve, when I rap, when
You afraid?, you, might laugh, might
Wrong way, wrong, wrong path, wrong
Don't spray,
house
Where I like to sort them out
I'm Jason with that blade
Bruce Lee with that gauge
You'll feel like you ordered out
When you come to my
up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Twelve gauges bust up in ya, playa haters we be quick to pin ya
You know we
up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Twelve gauges bust up in ya, playa haters we be quick to pin ya
You know we
watch me take it
Lemme gauge it if you talkin' shit then, then go erase it
Yeah we got some inspirations homie I've been smooth
Like some lubrication
Yo
My potential crazy
No you cannot gauge it
I hear all the haters
But I'm not engaging
You can catch me dating
But I'm not engaging
Now I feel free
Show Cali why I'm bangin' this crew
Ice Ice Man, baby, and you know what it do
I'm throwed
Fresher than a fruit bowl
Leanin' like a gas gauge
Straight
even
Yeah, that's not bad
Yeah, I just gotta remember to get gas next time
Yeah, exactly, pay attention to your gas gauge man
That fuel gauge, that fuel
по-добре бягай надолу
Leprosy моя flow 12 gauge on my waist i pull up to your place и си gone
BELIAL the plague burnin the place
Send shots to your face
on the darkside
And I can't escape, some say it's a phase
If it is, only way I'm gonna survive is if I play with my gauge
It's a raid. Put your face to pave
If you
its cane
Or these tracks made for ya brain
You'll forever know my name
Idi Amin
Hussein:
I ain't killed my line, my strap, my head
There
Show Cali why I'm bangin' this crew
Ice Ice Man, baby, and you know what it do
I'm throwed
Fresher than a fruit bowl
Leanin' like a gas gauge
Straight
in his tracks, from a full six pack
Relax, cause I'm about to take my respect
I aimed the twelve gauge straight for his neck
Boo-yaa! Boo-yaa! then I
Leanin' like a gas gauge
Straight up off the doors, freestylin' like hair braids
Fresher than a fruit bowl
Leanin' like a gas gauge
Straight up
(Uh huh, it's my shit
All the girls like to)
A few times I been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no hollaback
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