Shotgun

(Chorus) Err'ybody get your Shotgun, shotgun double barreled sawed off Stay strapped homie this shit is about to pop off Me I be a G from way back in the day With that I don't give a fuck about your set, type mentality (Blaze) I'll shoot you in the day, like my heater stay on toast And Grundy build a casket for you as soon as you a ghost I got an itchy trigger finger and I'm scratching like a DJ 15 shells in my pocket, who wanna see me Khakis stay on fold, brew ice-cold And my homeboy rapping to a chicken that he know Here come a car up the street, rolling real slow With a wannabe, baby G, hanging out the window Looking close, like he knows me Fuck set!, Buck shots splattered his ass all over his homies upholstery Trying to play me closely, but my approach be Buck'em all till they fall with my shotgun (Chorus 2x) Shotgun, shotgun double barreled sawed off Stay strapped homie this shit is about to pop off Me I be a G from way back in the day With that I don't give a fuck about your set, type mentality (Anybody Killa) If I keep my self alive, something just might happen Like my gun clapping, or a motherfucker's head crackin' My nerves are shot, I'm sweaty and hot Always shaking, looking just like Michael J. Fox Save me, help me take me out this mind frame Without the choppin' on you hoes cause I'm insane Me and Colton be getting Grundy in the hood Knocking down your doorway, jacking all your goods Look into the barrel of my shotgun, watch yourself Fucking wit me, is just bad for your health So when you see me coming, best be thinking whether you want to live or die Cause my anger's increasing, so watch out Cause we ain't playing pimp, move the fuck over All up our face, acting like we know ya But if you really want to get that close, Then prepare yourself, to be filled with holes (Chorus 2x) Shotgun, shotgun double barreled sawed off Stay strapped homie this shit is about to pop off Me I be a G from way back in the day With that I don't give a fuck about your set, type mentality (Esham) Sawed off shotgun and I'm about to dump Sippin' on some syrup, speakers on bump Cruising down 7 mile, cash bed of pile You think my shotgun won't blast, bat a thou- I'm all cheddar style; throw your body off Bell Isle Bridge Don't push me cause, I'm over the edge Been fell off the ledge, with a hole in my head Only reason Colton Grundy see me cause he been dead Boy I'm nothing to play with; my shotgun murdered 9 federal agents I kill them all ages, Bloodstain the front pages This shit is outrageous, Me, Blaze, and ABK need to be locked in cages Police been after me, I cause a catastrophe All because my shotgun said Blasphemy Now another shotgun casualty (Chorus 2x) Shotgun, shotgun double barreled sawed off Stay strapped homie this shit is about to pop off Me I be a G from way back in the day With that I don't give a fuck about your set, type mentality (Blaze) 4 bullets left in my pocket, I'm a madman Three more people wanna test me 3 bullets left in my pocket, I'm a madman Two more people wanna test me 2 bullets left in my pocket, I'm a madman One more person wanna test me 1 bullets left in my pocket, I'm a madman Don't nobody wanna test me "Damn! Fuck! I ran outta muthafuckin ammo, unless you count the box of shells I got in the glove compartment!"