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ShotGun

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ShotGun

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(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!"

"And what the fuck are..."

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