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lirik lagu 12 gauge (feat wish bone) – krayzie bone

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mr. sawed off leathaface[leathaface,leathaface] x2

krayzie bone – verse 1)
it’s the n-gg- that pack that witcha’s jump an gets tha pump
yeah n-gg- ya figure ya bigger well n-gg- come on an get ya some
i see and i snoop n-gg-, get up in ya with a vengeance, in the morning daily colliosion lets get started wanna contend them, cause the rawest n-gg-s is in here
an i bin here, the start that i should let it be known, fo-fo closed so ya tryin to run up on my doe, fo-fo gon blow all ya brains out, you f-ck with tha wrong one
you wit tha n-gg- that’s gon shoot back an im pap an im gon’ run
n-gg- get outta ma path im mad you f-ckin up everythin,
yeah n-gg-s with rifles ready to snipe you
committed by leather face, bang bang bang, ya dead now, deceased with hater’z
ya layin in the red now leakin like crazy
so f-ck wit me, ruck wit me, come with me, run with me, got tha guts to be,
a thug n-gg-,
mr sawed-off leather face
underground, f-ck around and catch a murder case f-ckin wit tha murda-man

(chorus)
my 12 gauge and leather face is all im needin for this
don,t be f-ckin wit tha killer, killer, killer
before i leave tha scene im guarnteed to leave em bleedin to this
don’t make me kill ya. (x2)

(krayzie bone – verse 2)
f-ck em, im talking bout n-gg-s that used to be down with this but, stumbled
an most of the n-gg-s they aint around cus they can’t hustle
fact to me they struggle, get rid of the flab, n-gg-s av got me some muscle now we pumped and ready to rumble,
what did you come for,
if you n-gg-s ain’t ready for war, then what you got guns for,
if you n-gg-s ain’t ready to put em up, what the f-ck you say you thug for,
an once more, i’d advise your -ss, had to get caught in a scuffle, cus more than a couple of fellas they get rough or we step in a mud hole,
things ain’t changed, the game, hang up in a n-gg- pain, bang the n-gg- rain, hang wit tha killer clan,
straight out of the jungle went to the honey can see me up here, kickin it with the thug n-gg-s drinkin beer, oh oh oh yeah,
so you can chill wit tha bullsh-t talking, talking
they jus be talking ain,t non of them n-gg-s walking, walking
so you best to keep it cool before i show ya mr. sawed-off, and your jury take it all on.

(chorus) (x2)
my 12 gauge and leather face is all im needin for this
don,t be f-ckin wit tha killer, killer, killer
before i leave tha scene im guarnteed to leave em bleedin to this
don’t make me kill ya. (x2)

(wish bone – verse 3)
now some of these n-gg-s claimin they gon bust wen it all goes down that the n-gg- wit tha loudest mouth be the first to get one in a straight jacket,
little straight habbit n-gg-, i ain,t laffin, i let my fo-fo do my braggin,
i came to party baby, as soon as i hit that body baby,
a straight jacket and a mac is all im needin for this, we leave em still unrecognised in a ditch, ya b-tch,
leather face and straightjacket underground, oh sh-t,
both sides all sides we gotsta get this sh-t,
now bout to murder one you don’t wanna test on,
they shoot don’t lose ya front, ya trippin you can rest and,
you might get to know me but really ya won’t,
ya might get 1 of ya roll but ya can’t, ya might think i won’t bust, but really i will jus trust me i will,
only them n-gg-s that bust to roll with us,
only them n-gg-s that’s bringin tha blunts can smoke with us,
only them n-gg-s that’s keeping it rough, (what),
can shoot with nuffin to lose, better believe when we bring it to, we gonna get at you, get at you

(chorus) (x2)

(end)
straight of the m-th–f-ckin streets of clevland, ohio
east 99 from st.clair
a couple of real true thug -ss n-gg-s
mr. sawed off leather face, eliminating all you fake -ss n-gg-s
don’t f-ck around, run yo mouth and get ya head blown of, b-tch

(lyrics by zeff)