Lyrics:
a change in me
Ask me why I don't know
My friends no longer speak to me
Pass me by I don't know
[Chorus]
3. I've made up my mind
On what I'm gonna do
This
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
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
armor, bomb ya!
So quick to test us, nigga wanna crash me, eat dust
For the love of the lust, niggas busting on us
Hit 'em up with the buck, 12-gauge
coming
Started my days
With book and pen
Making music with all my friends
Instrumentals not by then
Thanks to Melvin
Who hits the desk
I came from a poor
Cricket
Now it's a 12 gauge in the bag
2 fat shells on my lap
Might get hit when it slaps
GBOSAAA
Bodies gonn drop if u touch my darg
GBOSAAA
If I ain't
JD was a friend of mine
'Til I caught him in my car tryin' to steal a Alpine
Chased him up the street to call a truce
The silly cluck head pulls out
come on through a nigga all up on her
Some trick done got mad and ran to the wagon and grabbed a 12 gauge pump
Probably full of that numby numb that
I burn that dirt, hug that road,
Plug my lip with a fist full of Skoal
12 gauge cock, shift down low,
Bounce mud tires like a bass on a pole
Up
of a stage, I'm bustin' like a 12-Gauge
You can never bring it to a nigga that'll hang you up
Slip a couple millions up in your drink for you
Homicidal with
Knuckleheads spreadin' gossip all over town
Every time I drive by you're just standin' around
Hundred-bottles in your pocket, forty-dog in your
back alive
If they don't bring you down by 12
They're gonna bring you down by 5
Well you came straight out of Tucson
Such a man among the mice
She
but stuck
Nowhere to duck, pull his file, niggas die
By getting blasted, how drastic
They got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do
I got
of the darkness and into the light
Sparks fly everywhere in sight
From my double barrel, 12-gauge
Can't lock me in your cage
You see us comin'
And you all together
armor, bomb ya!
So quick to test us, nigga wanna crash me, eat dust
For the love of the lust, niggas busting on us
Hit 'em up with the buck, 12-gauge
Friends of mine don't have the time
For food or wine
Just money is on their minds
Life is sweet
On a one-way street
They're indiscreet
can't even count one
Two black guns, I don't know maybe they're Magnums
I don't know what the fuck they're called, I just grab them
12-gauge dumps in
armor, bomb ya!
So quick to test us, nigga wanna crash me, eat dust
For the love of the lust, niggas busting on us
Hit 'em up with the buck, 12-gauge
I learned politeness on my mother's knee..
I learned by uprightness my number of friends
Should increase...
- When I think about the things I've
home by 12
Coming over Friday night again?
Pouring shots,
Good vibe with friends
Making memories
Girl get dressed
Bring da tequila bottle
Tell mom
of a gun
He put fools in ditches
Raised well, time went on and he aged well
At age 12 dropped a twelve
Gauge and two A-12’s when I blaze this L
See niggas
12 gauge we gotta lotta shells
I don't bother nobody
I'm just getting in my back
She looking at me stupid
Cause I said I don't carry around cash
And my
though I'm a sinner
Cool, but the strap got a real bad temper
Clash with the titan, then I bet you gon' remember
12 from the gauge, turn your body into
at the Arco, put some gas in my Caddy
Armor on my wheels, shine up my Daytons
Check my 12-gauge, I see jackers just waitin'
Got in my car, rolled up
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