12 Gauge Lyrics
| Song | 12 Gauge |
| Artist | Krayzie Bone |
| Album | Leathaface the Legends Underground Part |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Mr. Sawed off leathaface[leathaface,leathaface] x2 | |
| Krayzie Bone â" Verse 1) | |
| It's the nigga that pack that witcha's jump an gets tha pump | |
| Yeah nigga ya figure ya bigger well nigga come on an get ya some | |
| I see and I snoop nigga, get up in ya with a vengeance, in the morning daily colliosion lets get started wanna contend them, cause the rawest niggas 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**k with tha wrong one | |
| You wit tha nigga that's gon shoot back an im pap an im gon' run | |
| Nigga get outta ma path im mad you f**kin up everythin, | |
| Yeah niggas 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**k wit me, ruck wit me, come with me, run with me, got tha guts to be, | |
| A thug nigga, | |
| Mr sawed-off leather face | |
| Underground, f**k around and catch a murder case f**kin wit tha murda-man | |
| (Chorus) | |
| My 12 gauge and leather face is all im needin for this | |
| Don,t be f**kin 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 â" Verse 2) | |
| F**k em, im talking bout niggas that used to be down with this but, stumbled | |
| An most of the niggas they aint around cus they cant hustle | |
| Fact to me they struggle, get rid of the flab, niggas av got me some muscle now we pumped and ready to rumble, | |
| What did you come for, | |
| If you niggas ain't ready for war, then what you got guns for, | |
| If you niggas ain't ready to put em up, what the f**k you say you thug for, | |
| An once more, I'd advise your ass, 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 nigga pain, bang the nigga 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 niggas drinkin beer, oh oh oh yeah, | |
| So you can chill wit tha bullshit talking, talking | |
| They jus be talking ain,t non of them niggas 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**kin 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 niggas claimin they gon bust wen it all goes down that the nigga wit tha loudest mouth be the first to get one in a straight jacket, | |
| little straight habbit nigga, 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 bitch, | |
| Leather face and straightjacket underground, oh shit, | |
| Both sides all sides we gotsta get this shit, | |
| 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 niggas that bust to roll with us, | |
| Only them niggas that's bringin tha blunts can smoke with us, | |
| Only them niggas 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 mutha-f**kin streets of Clevland, Ohio | |
| East 99 from St.Clair | |
| A couple of real true thug ass niggas | |
| Mr. Sawed Off Leather face, eliminating all you fake ass niggas | |
| Don't f**k around, run yo mouth and get ya head blown of, bitch |
| Mr. Sawed off leathaface leathaface, leathaface x2 | |
| Krayzie Bone " Verse 1 | |
| It' s the nigga that pack that witcha' s jump an gets tha pump | |
| Yeah nigga ya figure ya bigger well nigga come on an get ya some | |
| I see and I snoop nigga, get up in ya with a vengeance, in the morning daily colliosion lets get started wanna contend them, cause the rawest niggas is in here | |
| An I bin here, the start that I should let it be known, fofo closed so ya tryin to run up on my doe, fofo gon blow all ya brains out, you f k with tha wrong one | |
| You wit tha nigga that' s gon shoot back an im pap an im gon' run | |
| Nigga get outta ma path im mad you f kin up everythin, | |
| Yeah niggas 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 k wit me, ruck wit me, come with me, run with me, got tha guts to be, | |
| A thug nigga, | |
| Mr sawedoff leather face | |
| Underground, f k around and catch a murder case f kin wit tha murdaman | |
| Chorus | |
| My 12 gauge and leather face is all im needin for this | |
| Don, t be f kin 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 k em, im talking bout niggas that used to be down with this but, stumbled | |
| An most of the niggas they aint around cus they cant hustle | |
| Fact to me they struggle, get rid of the flab, niggas av got me some muscle now we pumped and ready to rumble, | |
| What did you come for, | |
| If you niggas ain' t ready for war, then what you got guns for, | |
| If you niggas ain' t ready to put em up, what the f k you say you thug for, | |
| An once more, I' d advise your ass, 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 nigga pain, bang the nigga 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 niggas drinkin beer, oh oh oh yeah, | |
| So you can chill wit tha bullshit talking, talking | |
| They jus be talking ain, t non of them niggas walking, walking | |
| So you best to keep it cool before I show ya Mr. Sawedoff, 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 kin 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 niggas claimin they gon bust wen it all goes down that the nigga wit tha loudest mouth be the first to get one in a straight jacket, | |
| little straight habbit nigga, I ain, t laffin, I let my fofo 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 bitch, | |
| Leather face and straightjacket underground, oh shit, | |
| Both sides all sides we gotsta get this shit, | |
| 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 niggas that bust to roll with us, | |
| Only them niggas that' s bringin tha blunts can smoke with us, | |
| Only them niggas 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 muthaf kin streets of Clevland, Ohio | |
| East 99 from St. Clair | |
| A couple of real true thug ass niggas | |
| Mr. Sawed Off Leather face, eliminating all you fake ass niggas | |
| Don' t f k around, run yo mouth and get ya head blown of, bitch |
| Mr. Sawed off leathaface leathaface, leathaface x2 | |
| Krayzie Bone " Verse 1 | |
| It' s the nigga that pack that witcha' s jump an gets tha pump | |
| Yeah nigga ya figure ya bigger well nigga come on an get ya some | |
| I see and I snoop nigga, get up in ya with a vengeance, in the morning daily colliosion lets get started wanna contend them, cause the rawest niggas is in here | |
| An I bin here, the start that I should let it be known, fofo closed so ya tryin to run up on my doe, fofo gon blow all ya brains out, you f k with tha wrong one | |
| You wit tha nigga that' s gon shoot back an im pap an im gon' run | |
| Nigga get outta ma path im mad you f kin up everythin, | |
| Yeah niggas 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 k wit me, ruck wit me, come with me, run with me, got tha guts to be, | |
| A thug nigga, | |
| Mr sawedoff leather face | |
| Underground, f k around and catch a murder case f kin wit tha murdaman | |
| Chorus | |
| My 12 gauge and leather face is all im needin for this | |
| Don, t be f kin 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 k em, im talking bout niggas that used to be down with this but, stumbled | |
| An most of the niggas they aint around cus they cant hustle | |
| Fact to me they struggle, get rid of the flab, niggas av got me some muscle now we pumped and ready to rumble, | |
| What did you come for, | |
| If you niggas ain' t ready for war, then what you got guns for, | |
| If you niggas ain' t ready to put em up, what the f k you say you thug for, | |
| An once more, I' d advise your ass, 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 nigga pain, bang the nigga 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 niggas drinkin beer, oh oh oh yeah, | |
| So you can chill wit tha bullshit talking, talking | |
| They jus be talking ain, t non of them niggas walking, walking | |
| So you best to keep it cool before I show ya Mr. Sawedoff, 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 kin 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 niggas claimin they gon bust wen it all goes down that the nigga wit tha loudest mouth be the first to get one in a straight jacket, | |
| little straight habbit nigga, I ain, t laffin, I let my fofo 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 bitch, | |
| Leather face and straightjacket underground, oh shit, | |
| Both sides all sides we gotsta get this shit, | |
| 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 niggas that bust to roll with us, | |
| Only them niggas that' s bringin tha blunts can smoke with us, | |
| Only them niggas 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 muthaf kin streets of Clevland, Ohio | |
| East 99 from St. Clair | |
| A couple of real true thug ass niggas | |
| Mr. Sawed Off Leather face, eliminating all you fake ass niggas | |
| Don' t f k around, run yo mouth and get ya head blown of, bitch |
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