Lyrics:
grab that 12 gauge
Cause that's the only way a niggaz gonna get paid
I'm on my way to my old bank
They know me real good and they don't think that I'd
Yow Delly (eeeh)
Ah bare riffle dem dong a get kick wid
(long time)
Worse mi go get ah new ting from liquid (wha)
Mi have a 12 gauge wey name chesta
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
thang's in ya face man
It's Project Pat wit' that 12 gauge strapped ya'll
I blow yo' chest out yo' motherfucking back dawg
Chorus-4x
Pat starts
again
Come on
12 whites on a black, what's next?
Pull a man out his truck and get stretched
I got a grudge with the judge
Cause he don't show no love for
Cruisin' down the street in my '64
Jockin' the freaks, clockin' the dough
Went to the park to get the scoop
Knuckleheads out there cold-shootin'
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
on
Lone Catalysts, rocking to the break dawn
Make a sucker new jack be gone
He kick his shit, I be like
Yo, you puttin' me on?
You wanna battle? Out
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
dashboard
Blastin' them out towards the future
Haters come at me 'cause I'm gettin'
That ass like Kama Sutra
Pavin' a way to Hell's gate with a 12-gauge
I got
FREAK
This is for my tail clappers, mail stackers
Ass shakers, cash makers, who blast Vegas
Yo, this is for the freaks baby, petite ladies
Even
'cause it's cursed
makin' money makes a difference day by day so I gotta stay
paid, no doubt, day in and day out
This life is like a vicious cycle
an angel with a 12 gauge (Lock and load)
You're like a wheelman on a get-away (Hit the road)
And together we ride
You ain't Bonnie I ain't Clyde
But we
been a stranger to homicide
My city's full of gang bangers and drive bys
Why do we die at an early age?
He was so young but still a victim of the 12
this shit
Y'all niggas still engaged
Turn blowouts to 360 waves
How does 12 gauge feel sittin' on ya tongue
On ya lips 'n'
Dippin' with money L in
P.O.W.'s got hung
What the fuck do I know about a grenade
All I know is the couch and my 12 gauge
And what if that pin gets stuck?
Several more
pronouncin it right)
12 gauge unload now your brain exposed
gotta get up out dis game because its gettin to drastic
dodgin bullets cause dey wanna make my
Don't hit my jack no no way before 12 am
Don't hit my jack no no way before 12 am
Okay Okay let me talk to ya
I got a freak calling me a freak
Need
bitches rollin wit me (slut em out!)
Every where I go
Freak bitches rollin wit me
12 bitches on the yacht
Out here shakin ass
Espolon every where
Bitches
find inna song
Too much tongue time inna Pam
A talk bout level a you level, like land
Wen you get 12 gauge pebble, like sand
Cooper mek yuh skin look
as a threat
Always on go, don't need no ready set
Kill you and your boys and I'll take your family next
Got a 12 gauge in the back it do damage
Put it in your
above his fireplace
Hard to hear the angels in a shallow grave
You gotta
Run run Just as fast as you can
I got this cold 12 gauge I'm boogeyman
Defined by
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
irregular?
And if you want to get all hype, I'll have to settle ya
By pullin out my 12-gauge shotgun
And if you want to go rhyme for rhyme, I got some
Dope
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