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    D12 Pistol Pistol

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    5:22
    9.39 MB
    256 kbps
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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    [Bizarre]Yeah, welcome to Amityville

    [Swifty]Detroit Nigga

    [Bizarre]The reason why rappers gotta pack Pistols

    [Swifty]Why is that?

    *Laughing*

    [Chorus: Eminem]

    (Can't go nowhere without my gun)

    Slick criminal with this shit I spit chews

    (I walk the streets I got my gun)

    Like a bullet came back that just missed then hit you

    (I'm goin to sleep I got my gun)

    I say the type of shit parents slit they wrist to

    (Can't go nowhere without my gun)

    need an anthem to amp you then this the shit to

    (Can't go nowhere without my gun)

    To many enemies on my list to sift through

    (I walk the streets I got my gun)

    Nobody got my back in this bitch but this tool

    (I'm goin to sleep I got my gun)

    Sorry officer I don't care how pissed I get you

    (Don't go nowhere without my gun

    But I don't go nowhere without my pistol pistol

    [Swifty]

    Nigga we violently active

    So fuck with us

    See I'm backwards

    I slap niggaz and punch bitches

    Just for askin

    They must have been wanting to meet the lord

    When my parents talked to me they got mean mugged and ignored

    They was snoopin trough my closet

    Seein drugs on the floor

    Shells from the forty four scattered over they porch

    Bussin pistols in your windows with intentions to destroy you

    Tryin to break your neck to conversate

    Bitch, I l do it for you

    Catch me laughin at your funeral when they lower you

    You and your hoe

    You got's to go

    Bitches died slow and horrible

    There's no tomorrow fo any nigga

    We'll shower you

    We young strapped and powerful

    And I ain't gotta lie to you

    [Proof]

    Stepped in the door wavin the fo fo

    Blazin at popo

    escapin and lay low

    they call my tongue yayo

    But I spit fire

    I lit five inside a fuckin dickrider

    The clip slider

    Love to blast the mag

    You a fag

    You love bein ass to ass

    Grab a gun by the nose with the but the gat spank ya

    Never say that I'm a gangsta ([Swifty]: Now that's gangsta)

    Y'all niggaz sound like Jigga but act like Pac

    Yo my trigga got the flu and this gat might cough

    It ain't nuttin to tell

    Empty shells for the witness

    I'm the hot nigga that's gonna put hell out of business

    It won't be the same since we touchin the game

    Make the hardest nigga in your crew

    Tuck in this chain

    Y'all think this shit's a game and I bluffin for fame

    I squeeze of this tech until nothing remains

    Chorus

    [Kuniva]

    he only time that I'm at peace is when I'm close to one

    Cuz I don't know what's waitin for me when my vocals are done

    Toke the gun

    It's my way of life and it works

    These cowardly niggaz'll put your fuckin life in the dirt

    Cause it was wrong how they left my dawg he was priceless

    Alone in the streets bleedin starin layin lifeless

    That's why I'm heated

    You never know who start creepin

    Wakin you up with AK's while you lie sleepin

    I'd rather pack the heat and not need it

    Rather then need one and not have it

    I married this glockmatic

    Nowhere without my gun

    [Kon Artist]

    You know the sound when I'm spinnin rounds

    Spittin these rounds from fo pounds

    While the whole crowd is screamin this loud from they mouth

    Is they possibly alive

    *Shooting and screaming*

    Nothing is parrallel to makin you carousel aerial somersault

    Like fast wheels who will perish shells

    Denaun carry the nine where I go

    Bullets whistling hit you while I'm shootin at five-o's

    So semi-auto...matic with statics to motto's

    swingin like Columbine kids from Colorado

    Chorus

    [Bizarre]

    This nine'll turn a softy to a hard rock

    It'll make Jehovah witnesses think b4 they knock (Sorry sorry)

    It'll make your grandmother come out of her purse

    It'll make Limp Bizkit get rid of Fred Durst

    It'll make Holyfield start fighting

    It'll make Ma$e say fuck church and then go back to writin

    It'll make Shyne say that he sounds like Biggie Smalls

    It'll make R. Kelly give respect to Erron Hall

    It'll make Christopher Reeves start walkin

    It'll make a dog with no voice suddenly start barkin

    It'll make a nun turn into a filthy slut

    It'll make the hardest pitbull turn into a fuckin mutt

    It'll make a Muslim dye his hair blonde

    It'll make a redneck start to read the holy Koran

    It'll make Ike stop beatin Tina

    It'll make Slim Shady fall back in love with Christina

    Chorus

    [Eminem]Pistol Pistol

    [Swifty]Nigga, you better have aim

    [Eminem]I ain't goin nowhere without my Pistol Pistol

    [Swifty]Cuz if you don't you finished

    [Swifty]Flat out

    [Bizarre]Detroit

    [Swifty]Nigga

    [Bizarre]Detroit

    [Eminem]I'm sorry

    [Swifty]What?

    [Eminem]Fuck it

    [Bizarre]The fuck we stayin

    [Swifty]Fuck around and get popped

    [Swifty]With no hesitation

    [Swifty]Straight up

    [Bizarre]Look where the fuck we stay at

    [Bizarre]Nigga what where the fuck we stay at

    [Bizarre]Fuck around with us

    [Bizarre]You get us popped

    [Bizarre]You fuckin get us popped

    *Laughin*

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