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on the right tit
Bitch I always freestyle ion write shit
Bitch give me Facetime ion wanna Skype shit
I ain't even take yo fucking shit bitch the guys did
Uhhh,

you get it you get it, if you don't you don't
Why deceiving yourself with your pictures online
Smiling on camera dying on inside
I can't be depressed by

shooters waitin' for you if
You look at me wrong muerte!

12 gauges were perfect for these kind
Of jobs, 'cause they were intimidating
They were
Big you

his sacks up
I'm on the fritz like a llama for the pack up
New flicks, new bitch, I
Said, "lights, camera, action"
12-guage shotty to his tummy, nigga

Jake, it just sounded like Jake. 
There was a struggle. 
She’d made it to the 12-gauge.
He didn’t hit her. 
He tried to hold her. Using his elbow to keep

reminisce from the abyss the kid rises
A 12 gauge slug in the air can break silence
Perfect for the job cause a history of violence
Pacquiao footwork,

When My Team Comes Through ft. MiAH (Prod. by Jacques Toni) lyrics -- From “My College Life Part 1: Lesson Learned” Album
MICHAEL DARIUS

Set The Bar Low
Engine Dont Run If I'm Thirsty, Stop To Fill Up When This Cars Low
Freestyle In My Mind Cassette Jump
Toyota The Pump In The Trunk

Skepta you're a prick, you're not major
Draw for the 12 gauge or 12 gauger
Sum wung san malai pun yo tai omi ay wung sun
Skepta's a battyman
I will end

paying half the cash 
Then you getting half gas
Freestyle verse sounding better then yo' written raps
Then breastfeed you on your own track like it's

T-Max Music

Lacrim

Toujours Le Même

2012

billets, de casse-pipe
L'utérus était Russe mais j'viens d'une paire de couilles de Rital
J'découpe le freestyle avec sourire comme Issei Sagawa
Or 24

a Tech9nine Skeme
Westside Gunna Butchered by Benny Freddie
Was a runna with Kung Fu Kenny
Organized Konfusion of a Freestyle Fellowship
Jedi Mind Tricks

Underground?

Esau

The Debut Album: The Farewell Tour

2000

But is there room for all of us in the shady rap biz
Put your 12's out yourself, push it, beg the pd
to play it and chart it, then maybe some kids will

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

Stop, Look & Listen

Lil Rob

Crazy Life

to take my life and that ain't right 
So we had a gunfight
Huero and Dreamer backing me up
And we had the 12-Gauge Mausberg shells stacking them up
And it

But––such was the nature of a dream.  
Ever since Jake bought the 12-gauge for the new house, it’d become her go-to ruby-reds in, oh, maybe a dozen dreams

H-Town

Slim Thug

I Represent This, Pt. 2

2009

No longer sitting low, changed my 4's to twenty three's
FUBU on my chest, platinum Roley under my sleeve Riding V fucking 12's, keep the V-6
Me

H-Town

G.I.N. Of the Presidential

Straight out Da Bottle [Screwed]

sitting low, changed my 4's to twenty three's
FUBU on my chest, platinum Roley under my sleeve Riding V fucking 12's, keep the V-6
Me and Rich getting

no Molly
(uh uh) just took back a ten
Now I'm all way out my body
Call 12, fuck 'em
They ain't stopping us from wildin'
Tryna jack, a dummy mission
You

Glove compartment got Febreze and Visine
VCR TV combo not widescreen
And Mike V hustles trees unidly
12 year olds fake IDs
Rich dads keep their yards tidy

focus right
So right after I fuck 'em I ghost 'em
I feel it's poltergeist
The dayshift niggas seem to
Think this happened overnight
But since 12 I've been

in the
Freezer look well done
Celph Titled is hell son
Psychopath with a welding gun
And we ain't holdin' back, we holdin' macs
M1, 12 gauge

for a meet and greet
Varsity in two sports, my reputation preceded me
But the trunk pack ten, so I never played collegiately
Big 12-gauge to WAC

do the nasty shit off liquor
Fuck water 'cause my blood real thicker
GoonRich was my muhfuckin' nigga, my brother
He wasn't born nigga by the same