Lyrics:
the well-paid
But hit us with a 12 gauge
A skeleton's your cellmate
Keep falling until you feel yourself fade
Into a world where weaponry is self made
By people
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
my dick sucked in broad daylight
Acting bad on the soil acting tough
Break your ass down like 12-gauge Doyle bluff
You know if, ooh, that's what
throat s*** I`m outta sight
I like to get my dick sucked in - broad daylight
Acting bad on the soil acting tough
Break your a** down like a 12-gauge
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'
try to run, that makes it even more fun
I just cold lamp and vamp you with the shotgun
Cops try to flex.. but guns they'll never find..
My Lethal
are high
And in my line of work that goes side by side
But when the worlds collide they waste a whole damn product
Here's the adrenaline when
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
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
suck
Pick em all one by one, cause they all got a strap
Tryin to beat us with the stick and the gat
Lookin at the news and now i see pals
Carlton, koons,
cock the glock and make room
Shit man i got a 12 guage with the infared scope
I found a tec 9 it use to be a radio
But now i'm a g, psycho, crazy
Fuck
shotgun
Gave that bitch molly and a 12 gauge bet that hoe pop one
Ooh I got the ratchets on me
Fuck the couch I'm on the floor with these ratchets homie
pigskin
Aye, You used to be that nigga you’re a has-been
& Now your team is no more, like the Redskins
I’ll bet the 12-Gauge will teach his ass a lesson
irregular?
And if you want to get all hype, I'll have to settle ya
By pullin out my 12-gauge shotgun
And if you want to go rhyme for rhyme, I got some
Dope
the morgue
Me, I'ma hustle until it's the Forbes
I swore, it was no more than a chore
The house by the water, condo by the shore
I'm sure, I'm all about that
how time fly
I'm just having fun just watching it fly by
Everywhere that I go
Ain't the same as befo' (The watcher)
People I used to know
Just
In Studio 54, Waiting to Exhale
When in the world 12 disciples, in this life cycle
That's trifle, so my impact's a twenty gauge rifle
Fifty/fifty
girls lookin', they about to start a fight
Look I'm tryna have some fun when I hop in the truck
You wanna roll? Sit down, hold on, and shut up
12 gauge
Shit God damn
I went driving by my ops block because I was reminiscing
So I slid to the graveyard gave my respects and then I'm dipping
To the ocean
Whether they're true or false you know
Kesh fucked his dog, fucked a 12 year old
ADI got played by Suprea
Man, true or not
All jokes all fun man
All jokes
Whether they're true or false you know
Kesh fucked his dog, fucked a 12 year old
ADI got played by Suprea
Man, true or not
All jokes all fun man
All jokes
us to divide.
Like, any number divided by itself
It always equals one.
One, one, oh, how fun.
It always equals one.
One, one, oh, how fun.
Let me
there
The way it looks, you'll end up in Playboy books
While your man is in Manhattan snatching pocket books
Bugging and mugging with a big 12 gauge
night's busy with fun, entrancing (Oh, yeah)
Been deep in love with the night since i could talk
Always hated going to bed by 9 o'clock
Hours wasted in bed
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