Lyrics:
pussy swollen
Im the broken table
That disabled all the fables
Leave ur shirt stained with
My 12 gauge close range
Slithering pain that'll
Leave you
go
To the Coleman crisis center that was down the road
So you know that's what I did
11/22
I had my first appointment said what I was going through
My Nina no matter where I go I cannot leave her
Hanging in the hole in the wall whipping Katrina
12 gauge is such a diva
Ima let you have her new
I fought that
What would you do if you was in my shoes?
Leave dudes in the rearview
V-12 engine, corners spinnin'
Twinkies shinin', pinky ring
gauge
While you bastards hating
I'm masquerading a demon
With the mask of satin
I'm dragging you down
I'm in your casket waiting
Hommie, I be, acid
Flame
got til 12 o'clock to raise up
good bye or I'm coming back with the gauge up
For all my niggas that be like Silkk's my dawg
For all y'all niggas that be
standin' front stage
'Cause I been labeled as a troublemaker
I send my baddest girl to your house to play the heart breaker
She`ll lay you down and put
Baby it's ya prerogative what you do
I don't give a damn what he think about you
All i know is one plus one is two
We can lay back while we sip a few
know
So I suggest you lay low (I watch)
I moved out of the hood for good, you blame me?
Niggas aim mainly at niggas they can't be
But niggas can't
12 gauge pump started trippin
Kick the door open, blood stains cops came
Quietly I had to remaintain thang, same thang
My love don't fit you, I
Roch'
Can't forget Westchester
Can't forget, um, CL, hit me off
Feel the funk by the rap czars in sports cars
Comin' atcha now you listen at the feet
for the low, but boyz snitch low my hitz better come get before it goes
Gauge pumps make punks keep it real they can't front
Can't act like you got
endured
And if my name fails and holds no weight
You See these shells to the pump, imma buck 12 gauge
I’m
Deep in abyss
I don’t see the light
Please don’t
stressin'
You just need confession
I just need more blessin'
I just need more leverage
I just need more beverage
Maybe nice gold necklace
Face down, outta
to the eye
The end situation could leave your ass dry
That's why you got to walk on by, walk on by
Walk on by, walk on by, walk on by
My man P put me
to practice my preaching when I'm under the stress
And I'm walking around with a 12-gauge sawed off
and a suicide note up under my vest
I want to live in peace
only rock Trues, I don't fuck with no Rocks
12 gauge shotty, duckin' out from the cops
If they search my whip, I'ma dip down the block
I ain't goin' in
Let me Lay
Oh let me lay
Let me lay you down
Let me lay you down
Oh let me lay
Age ain't nothing but a number baby
Let me lay
Baby you should let me
watching the show
Paying top dolars because they know
When we're on the stage, we're in a mothafuckin' range
So Dre, why don't you get the 12 guage (yeah)
twelve, "doh", would be
Written 1-0.
Get it? That'd be swell, for multiplying by 12.
Hey little twelvetoes, I hope you're well.
Must be some
Kobe hate you don't know me
But keep talking sideways son you'll be Ginobili get it bust shots at your snot box
Like a 12 gauge buckshot shells filled
getting lit now
Diamonds all over my wrist wow
The reason yo bitch getting dick down
But I can’t lay up ima dip out
Where I’m from they do not show you love
Codeine in my system, fuckin' up my body
Not as bad as I hit you, wit that 12 gauge shawty
We gon' get to the bands today, told mama I promise
We
shit
Or thug style you can feel it in your body
Yeah y'all you can feel it in your body
Like if a 12 gauge shottie shell hit your body
You don't
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