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[ti:Pistol Pistol (Remix) - remix] |
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[ar:Obie Trice] |
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[al:] |
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O' Trice c'mon |
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Yeah, niggas got me |
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I'mma get 'em |
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It ain't over |
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You can catch me in the whip with a 5th of pimp juice |
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And I'm poppin' the clip 'bout to fix this issue |
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You pray that I don't hit, I ain't equipped to miss you |
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You're gonna need an ambulance to stitch your tissue |
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Or either have a bag on your hip to shit through |
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You seen us on the ave ain't just to get you |
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While my penis is a mag when I lift it hits you |
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'Cause I don't go nowhere without my pistol, pistol |
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I solemnly swear on my daughters tears |
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The nigga that got 'em in the head to fill it before the year ends |
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I hope you inconspicuous my friend |
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'Cause once the word get back you in a world of sin |
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Bullets will hurdle at him for tryna murder what's |
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Been determined as the first solo African |
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To go platinum where the accident happened at |
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But maggots I'm alive with vengeance to get back |
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My momma blood pressure was affected from that |
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My little girl need her daddy on the phone at a certain time |
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Exact now and niggas act wild, when the mac come out |
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Y'all niggaz ex' out |
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And I don't wanna hear X Y Z |
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I'm X'ing out your whole entity for tryin' to kill me |
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Filthy mutha****as I'll show you what real be |
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When these HTB's light up your kidneys |
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I'm so sincere you see in a hearse this year |
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It's not a verse it's a curse from birth |
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And what's on your person over here, this is Obie hearin' clear |
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Niggas beware, we're coming at you with firearms in air |
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And your purpose on superfluous, how could I be merciful |
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When murkin me's a mercenary's goal? |
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Nigga I got paper, I'll have ya ass urgently exposed |
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No emergency's bringin' back your souls |
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Slugs shatter your bones, for patt pattin' me in the dome |
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Learn this pattern-in we catch him at home, he wrong |
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That's when automatics sporadically catch him in the abdomen |
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Another dirty mutha****as gone |
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You can catch me in the whip with a 5th of pimp juice |
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And I'm poppin' the clip 'bout to fix this issue |
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You pray that I don't hit, I ain't equipped to miss you |
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You're gonna need an ambulance to stitch your tissue |
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Or either have a bag on your hip to shit through |
[02:05.81] |
You seen us on the ave ain't just to get you |
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While my penis is a mag when I lift it hits you |
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'Cause I don't go no where without my pistol, pistol |
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Second round's on me |
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Robbin', shootin', killin', murder |
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Oh shit run |
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Robbin', shootin', killin', murder |