(Chorus)
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Err'ybody get your
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shotgun, shotgun double barreled sawed off
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Stay strapped homie this shit is about to pop off
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Me I be a G from way back in the day
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With that I donĄŻt give a fuck about your set, type mentality
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(Blaze)
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IĄŻll shoot you in the day, like my heater stay on toast
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And Grundy build a casket for you as soon as you a ghost
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I got an itchy trigger finger and IĄŻm scratching like a DJ
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15 shells in my pocket, who wanna see me
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Khakis stay on fold, brew ice-cold
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And my homeboy rapping to a chicken that he know
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Here come a car up the street, rolling real slow
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With a wannabe, baby G, hanging out the window
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Looking close, like he knows me
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Fuck set!, Buck shots splattered his ass all over his homies upholstery
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Trying to play me closely, but my approach be
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BuckĄŻem all till they fall with my shotgun
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(Chorus 2x)
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Shotgun, shotgun double barreled sawed off
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Stay strapped homie this shit is about to pop off
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Me I be a G from way back in the day
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With that I donĄŻt give a fuck about your set, type mentality
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(Anybody Killa)
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If I keep my self alive, something just might happen
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Like my gun clapping, or a motherfuckerĄŻs head crackin'
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My nerves are shot, IĄŻm sweaty and hot
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Always shaking, looking just like Michael J. Fox
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Save me, help me take me out this mind frame
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Without the choppin' on you hoes cause IĄŻm insane
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Me and Colton be getting Grundy in the hood
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Knocking down your doorway, jacking all your goods
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Look into the barrel of my shotgun, watch yourself
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Fucking wit me, is just bad for your health
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So when you see me coming, best be thinking whether you want to live or die
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Cause my angerĄŻs increasing, so watch out
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Cause we ainĄŻt playing pimp, move the fuck over
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All up our face, acting like we know ya
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But if you really want to get that close,
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Then prepare yourself, to be filled with holes
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(Chorus 2x)
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Shotgun, shotgun double barreled sawed off
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Stay strapped homie this shit is about to pop off
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Me I be a G from way back in the day
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With that I donĄŻt give a fuck about your set, type mentality
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(Esham)
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Sawed off shotgun and IĄŻm about to dump
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Sippin' on some syrup, speakers on bump
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Cruising down 7 mile, cash bed of pile
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You think my shotgun wonĄŻt blast, bat a thou-
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IĄŻm all cheddar style; throw your body off Bell Isle Bridge
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DonĄŻt push me cause, IĄŻm over the edge
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Been fell off the ledge, with a hole in my head
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Only reason Colton Grundy see me cause he been dead
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Boy IĄŻm nothing to play with; my shotgun murdered 9 federal agents
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I kill them all ages,
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Bloodstain the front pages
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This shit is outrageous,
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Me, Blaze, and ABK need to be locked in cages
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Police been after me, I cause a catastrophe
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All because my shotgun said Blasphemy
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Now another shotgun casualty
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(Chorus 2x)
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Shotgun, shotgun double barreled sawed off
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Stay strapped homie this shit is about to pop off
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Me I be a G from way back in the day
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With that I donĄŻt give a fuck about your set, type mentality
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(Blaze)
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4 bullets left in my pocket, IĄŻm a madman
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Three more people wanna test me
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3 bullets left in my pocket, IĄŻm a madman
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Two more people wanna test me
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2 bullets left in my pocket, IĄŻm a madman
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One more person wanna test me
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1 bullets left in my pocket, IĄŻm a madman
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DonĄŻt nobody wanna test me
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"Damn! Fuck! I ran outta muthafuckin ammo, unless you count the box of shells i got in the glove compartment!"
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"And what the fuck are..."
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ShotGun
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| Blaze Ya Dead Homie |
