Lyrics:
the fuck up, the kid is out with the loot sack
Got a big trey pound, itching just to swoop back
Timb is on the roof with the twelve gauge rifle
Scope is
Like spaghetti
I guess you thought that it was over
When you pulled the 12 gauge
And I won't get no rest
Until I see you in your grave
Last time
pull the twelve gauge, Y'all on the 12 i'm on the first page
Splash
Buckets on Buckets like
Splash
Buckets on Buckets like
Splash
Swish
Drip
Splash
on the darkside
And I can't escape, some say it's a phase
If it is, only way I'm gonna survive is if I play with my gauge
It's a raid. Put your face to pave
If you
this!
Three!
By four!
Todays the day for an array display
I can make arrays all day
I make arrays in many ways
Stand back, let's play:
Arrays away!
Three
Yeah
Vlone on my body
Vlone round' nobody
Never bit a bullet of a 12 gauge shotty
No one likes to drink, just the way it feels
They don't like
get ya buss on
Let 'em feel the round
Or hear the sound
Of the twelve gauge eruption
Destruction we've made
Now the peelin' is through and we got
police set me free
Either way they sendin' hate
So "fuck 12"'s what I'm sreamin' (fuck twelve, fuck twelve, fuck twelve, fuck twelve)
Till the day I
been poppin since the mf 12th grade
Got kickback like a mf twelve gauge
You a lil p*ssy boy lucky that the bell rang
Yo bitch ain’t as bad as mine,
a headshot
All day scooping dog shit
Like I'm Craig's pops
Been the scam star, bitch
I'm feeling like the vet now (Scam star)
Pop out with that twelve gauge
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
head on me
I ain't even gotta say it homie I got the type of money you can smell on me
Ridin' 'round in the V12 screamin' "Fuck 12" I got the twelve
mine!
Niggaz frontin, feelin twelve gauge pellets
BIG is repellant, to all that "He say, she say"
We play, Russian roulette, fuck the threat
Your whole
lips from my eyes
Reveal pupils shaped like dollar signs
The world is mine!
Niggaz frontin, feelin twelve gauge pellets
BIG is repellant,
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
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
gravity floating through a black hole
What you pull me back for back off
Out of mind out of body
Out of line someone copy
Fuck a twelve gauge shotty
Here's
I've got twelve gauge shotgun waiting on the other side
So don't go pushing me against my will
I don't want to have to fight you but I dern sure will
I've got twelve gauge shotgun waiting on the other side
So don't go pushing me against my will
I don't want to have to fight you but I dern sure will
these Fairfax blocks for ages
Organic for breakfast, free-ranging on stages
It's twelve-noon on my clock, engaged for 12 Gauges
I spit the plague,
out, chest and your back all nice
But the twelve gauge'll have your six pack on ice, what?
Int none of y'all better
What y'all know about
Put in my
a day
Know you work out, chest and your back all nice
But the twelve gauge'll have your six pack on ice, what?
[Primo scratches]
by the holler
Got a twelve pack of beer sitting way Over yonder let's get drunk, I'll try My luck
Yeah, we turning up this town in some jacked up
or get your ass capped
With a 12 gauge blast to your back
I'm not your average nigga, I'm untouchable
Shootin' motherfuckers full of rocks
The hell raiser
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