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the hue infused in burnished skin
We're the underdogs, refusing to lose this tournament 
Juice from new troops, recoups my battery gauge
In hearts

Gauge mossberg no shell in the head
Before you put in work, you gotta pump that
You done hit a nigga with it
And you runnin to polices
Come and take my

Kush billin it I'm tryna change my name
Step to brodie he'll rise that gauge
Rise it up back the stick and aim
I don't internet talk or give verbal cilit

shit get banged (what?)
Where I'm from, chat shit, let a 12 gauge rip
Yeah, it's sick how it fits in my hand (hand)
I don't mix with the glitz

Where I'm from, chat shit get banged (what?)
Where I'm from, chat shit, let a 12 gauge rip
Yeah, it's sick how it fits in my hand (hand)
I don't mix

Manhattan

Bob Seger

It's a Mystery

1995

Shaky Davey's got a twelve gauge in his hand 
It's sawed off to the limit 
He's got a vague plan 
There's this liquor store on Madison 
There's

It Was Supposed to Be So Easy

The Streets

A Grand Don't Come for Free

2004

Drives by and splashes me
Get there the queue's outrageous
Ladies taking ages
My rage is blowing gauges
How long's it take to validate your wages?

the touch liker Mitas
My youngins got straps, keep it in gauge
My youngins got straps, no Johnny Cage
Mortal Kombat Vs DC Universe
Man you know I got the rage

Bump Dat Street Mix

G-Unit

50 Cent Is the Future

2001

to 'em where they pump at
12 Gauge mashberg
No shell in the head
Before you put in work, you gotta pump that
You done hit a nigga with it and you runnin

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

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Nothin’s changed but the battery
I just pop in another
Cause when I’m being charged for somethin
You better close up the cover
On the back

of batteries 
Body every beat 
They like damn you passed anatomy 
Damn his ass is accurately 
Stacking a catastrophe 
I just thought the rappin beast 
Only spot

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Practice our aim we shooting at ranges
We number one, don't question our ages
Still fuck 12, but we keeping the gauges
Setting these trends, they

a knack to sin
Pain got me locked away stayin' in my cranium
Drained everyday feelin like a fuckin' alien
Gauge shells blow my brain cells, pull the trigger

got that mac heat, affiliated but recognized
Everybody know I'm on the rise, so they on my side
Baby she love to ride, punch it like a gas gauge
Hit it

had the battery in his pack
Now he a casualty
It's sad but see he had to be wet
Man what a tragedy
I'm askin' these niggas who nice with
The pen and pad

Will go far-too much drive for the car to park on me once you relax
Then you gotta jumpstart that battery
Talking bout comfort zone letting your mindset

The suns gone down
The airs getting cold
You're on your way
To the comfort of your home
You're clutching your keys
No battery in your phone 
You

turned into snitches cause what them bitches was snitching got you no longer living. So now it's uptown Saturday night, assault and battery had to be how

chug a lug battery acid
im dre dog, can you tell im high?
nigga heres a shovel, dig deep into my mind
you violatin, and a blow ya a chin
and after this

with a battery

If I feel you mean harm/ 
Ima burn the bridge like a calorie
Short fuse Ima loose cannon
Cause I've seen it all but I'm still standing

Off That Chewy

Dre Dog

New Jim Jones [Clean]

2006

A throat that will chug a lug battery acid
I'm dre dog, can you tell I'm high?
Nigga here's a shovel, dig deep into my mind
You violatin, and a blow ya