Lyrics:
say everything I do
I'm the first mexican
Aint no love and aint no peace, bro
My 12 gauge shotty will make
Your chest look like a pizza
Things I do, I'm
I'm glad you brought your friends
They can watch it go down (watch it go down)
I got mine too, so welcome to my house (welcome to my house)
'Cause
Squeeze the trigger
Rampage on stage,my crews in a rage
Searched my posse,found the Uzi but missed the 12 gauge
Maniac,I'm a rhyme brainiac,livin'
ways
Wanna have a clean heart before i see my grave
Some how i still end up masked up with this 12 gauge
Switch on the back a the g two now this bitch
Fucc 12 I'm screaming fucc 12 nigga
U wanna go to war we can go to war nigga
Yall Wanna throw them hands we can get it on nigga
Fucc 12 nigga fucc
you know what's wrong
With the world today
People done gone put their Bibles away
They're livin' by the law of the jungle
Not the law of the land
Well
Everybody won't know you died
Everybody want Holy Nights
Lookin' in them holy eyes
Get out the way those are white lights coming from my truck
2 12's in
villain, like I said before
12-gauge and AKs aiming at your door
Bust down the door, cause I'm the motherfuckin' law
Make them lil' boys twitch while
'bout the grind you know that had much
Due with my success shit I got a whole lot on my chest shit
Plus a lot of jewels on it, your bitch tryna lay her
the dice
You're by my side
It's you that gets me
I wanna lay where you lay
I wanna lay where you layyyy
I wanna lay where you lay
I wanna lay where you
and pull up to closed blinds
No way, in your home
Travel with me
Lay it on down
Lay it on down, lay it on down, lay it on down, when we sit by the sun
I'm
Nah, I heard that u acting tuff
Man Run you down Mo Farah
Don’t think that man them bluff
My greens on a ray, that's gamma
Heard you think you Osama
Man
to bed they don't need to watch
Cards on the table and an elephant too
Wal-Mart 12 gauge, AR discontinued
Feed full of memes, nothing new on the news
In
blues but red on my feet
Ten toes down, I ain't taking a seat
My niggas get bread you get the wheat
Swear we get paid by the end of the week
Fucking yo
the flurry
Hide in the fury,
But the ways of a broad
Don't mean you've died out of my life,
I'm hurt, burn me baby,
Tie down
And child hood scars,
this, boy, you see
You can't go to college now see
You gotta be around when the shit goes down
Not only spectatin', man
You gotta throw down
Yeah,
y'all
So drop to your knees
That's the position, assume it bitch
You slip and you're soon to get
Fucked up by a lunatic
Decide to pack a gat
Well
hunt with a 12-gauge pump
Sendin muthafuckas to the dump
The nigga killa, known to slam a hoe
Finger on the trigger, lettin the hammer go
Boom-boom,
laid to rest
Well at the end of life
You can burn this body
God saved my soul
Don't feel sorry
'Cause I'll fly so high
When you lay me down
Come
and I'm dumpin' all you Slobs with my 12 Gauge
At the young age I reached life for gangbangin' stage
Growin' up ain't givin' a fuck, known as the Compton
We celebrate, tailgatin'
Country boy to the heart
Strike me down if I'm lyin'
Yeah, I get cash, Johnny Cash, I be walkin' the line
And yeah they
speak what's true
You say you don't, but I know you do
Come on up to my room
We'll undress by the light of the moon
Lay down and I'll caress that butt
motherfucker with a grimy past
Dime a fuckin dozen hot shit on the block
Better never show your face cause you’re gonna get clocked
12 gauge shockwave
down a homicide
Forty-five colt firearm, Remington sixteen guage shot gun
Two of them ultra-light machine bombers, AR fifteen and Tommy guns
Ready
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