Lyrics:
She said the sex was like no other
Never judge a book by it's cover
'Cause I just leave a couple
Shots in your brother
And make sure I empty the clip in
First thing first start with a glock
Then step it up to choppas, gauges, then elevens mack 10's
Now your fully equipped to stretch niggaz (like who?)
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
Once upon a time in the projects, yo
I damn near had to wreck a ho
I knocked on the door - "who is it?"
It's ice cube, come to pay a little visit
Cocaine on a beat
Propane when it leaks
Cobain with the 12 gauge aimed at his beak
Courtney Love with the bleach
In love wit my speech
Koresh in the flesh
engaged
Turn blowouts to 360 waves
How this 12 gauge feel sittin on ya tongue, on ya lips 'n'
dippin with money L in the green beamer
Sippin Zima's, on our
Bumpin new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went somethin like this:
Cruisin down the street in
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
Bumpin new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went somethin like this:
Cruisin down the street in
Bumpin new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went somethin like this:
Cruisin down the street in
call and I'll
Be prepared to haul y'all off
Nigga dash, trap that ass
Roll up your up yo' ass
And punch it then flas
Got a gauge, when I catch 'em
Cause you got me curious, you probably look better when your dead
Nine by the spine, (5th in the holst)
Scum bag it's them D-Block boys, daddy kissin'
bag if you want to get fucked up
Every diga little bitch made nigga
Start runnin when I'm playin with the trigga
An uzi a 12-gauge it really don't
hunt with a 12-gauge pump
Sendin muthafuckas to the dump
The nigga killa, known to slam a hoe
Finger on the trigger, lettin the hammer go
Boom-boom,
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
P.O.W.'s got hung
What the fuck do I know about a grenade
All I know is the (????) in my 12 gauge
And what if that pin gets stuck?
Several more casualties
the cage
The daphne blue beauty distract me from the broken gauge
Then the purple rain falls make me feel like I'm on stage
Every new phase
Is accompanied by
blue like depression
Dirt in my cup I let it reclaim
Immortal my energy
Clouds round like what a lovely day
Need double A
Bust out my 12 gauge
Fasholy
back
I heard your ex was talking shit, well, he could get smacked
That boy sweet, no Kit Kat, got a 12 gauge with a kick back
Put a drum around my ten,
Makaveli, rest in peace
Irv Gotti, too much Bacardi in his body
Mouth like a 12 gauge shot it (feel me) (come get me)
And Ja said he shall be (if
subscribers up then I'll do part two
Smash or pass on yats
But anyway, they say the 44 can't jam
So I think I'll smash
And I'll smash the 12 gauge
Even though
damn fools
Consumin' liquor by the ounce
Ya guys is rollin' up to get their grub on,
wit the dubs on and the car that bounce
Help at the park,
out make it drift (Yeah)
12 Gauge ship (Yeah)
A matrix (Yeah)
Neo move like mist
A gorilla with a stick yeah
Hungry for a hit yeah
Do that dirty dance
on ice
Live from Los Angeles, it's Saturday night
While others staty tight we're looking for some parties to crash
I never bounce, rock and splash without
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