Lyrics:
Betta kill 'em all dog
Bed make as they fall wid the 12-gauge you bustin' on niggas
So what now, come nigga get buck pow
And not only that get shut ta
fo-fo
But what if I fuck up and pull it too slow
You know what they say, gotta go, gotta go
What if I be the one breathing no more, oh well
When I die
hundreds, and a nigga might go dummy 'til your girl wants to blow on me
Yeah I'm being honest, I need the deposit
You're not on my level, I need you to stop
Made Gangsta
Ruler clip on my hip
32 Plus 1
I cant miss Glltt Poww
Self made gangsta
Got tha 12 gauge
Gglllttt bang bang bang
Screaming gang gang gang
off in a silent rage
Fish tilled back to the Ritz with my 12 gauge
Gat smoking, I ain't joking
Left them fools on the ground face with they heads
of thai
My niggs in the land got glocks fa days on the 9-9
Betta kill 'em all dog
Bed make as they fall wid the 12-guage you bustin' on niggas
So what
jails
In the cell, countin' days in this livin' black hell
Do you feel me? Keys to ignition, use at your discretion
Roll with a 12 gauge pump for
flattened
You don't wanna open up
The missile silo hatches
I will end up in a cell like cytoplasm
The shell give 'em spinal fractures
The gauge is 12
Like
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
or Capone
12 gauge bulldog shotty get your body blown
My ass is shown in this game of thrones
Fast cash getting flown through the city you would think I
murder, mo' murder, come, come again
Mo' murder, mo' murder, come, come again
Dear Mr. Ouija
Let 'em know who the boss is
So nigga you wanna get
murder, mo' murder, come, come again
Mo' murder, mo' murder, come, come again
Dear Mr. Ouija
Let 'em know who the boss is
So nigga you wanna get
After I come 'round and gave her the 12-gauge
You tried call my phone, but it was engaged
I was with my lil' mama, she was honey glazed
I've been
Hold 'em down, hold 'em up, yo
It's gonna be a killin' after midnight
Niggas gettin' reday for a big fight
You could say this one's a murder by
jails
In the cell, countin' days in this livin' black hell
Do you feel me? Keys to ignition, use at your discretion
Roll with a 12 gauge pump for
Come around these ends and know fosure that my friends will get you laid
Then we pull up to your ends and raid
Talk too much and you get the 12- gauge
space
Girl, you know you go both ways
Ain't this your song that I perform on stage
Never judge a book by a cover
I read that lie and then I switched
coming ta serve ya
Nigga we told ya Bone be stalking, (we walking)
Number one assassin
Pick up the pump and it causing the 12-gauge eruption
Let loose
Can't stop, girl I'm in love with your crazy
Man down, girl addicted to your fragrance
Blinded by love but I hate when you leave
Whenever your bleeding
Rhyme Syndicate, a storm incubating
The Syndicate's stronger day by day
12-gauge leave suckers brutally
Layin' in the concrete, kick ya face
Your
and drugs
Too many girls getting pregnant by wanna be thugs
Cant pay the child support let alone the hugs
Shit only thing the kid gets is probably a hug
I
we in a party, we in a party)
We in a party, I'm amused by how you move yo' body (Move yo body)
Baby girl she more poppin' in the 12 gauge Shawty
She
Rocky
Niggas still beefin' over thotties
Put the 12 gauge on the shotty
My homie just caught another body
The hood ain't tellin' nobody
Do a drive-by
the week (Let's go)
Disciples that'll hold a twelve
Gauge when they preach
Writing scriptures that'll take you
Twelve days to repeat
I said these ghetto
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