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Dri - "Pistol Pistol"
(*pistol loading*)
[Bizarre] Yeah, welcome to Amityville
[Swifty] Detroit, nigga!
[Bizarre] The reason why rappers gotta pack pistols
[Swifty] Why is that? {*both laughing*}
[Chorus - Eminem]
Slick criminal wit, the shit I spit chews
like a bullet came back that just missed and hit you
I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to
Need an anthem to amp you, then this the shit to
Too many enemies on my list to sift through
Nobody got my back in this bitch but this do
Sorry officer I dont care how pissed it get you
But I dont go nowhere without my pistol pistol
[overlaps Chorus]
Aint goin nowhere without my gun
I walk the streets I pack my gun
I go to sleep I got my gun
Dont go nowhere without my gun
Aint goin nowhere without my gun
I walk the streets I pack my gun
I go to sleep I got my gun
Dont go nowhere without my gun
[Swifty McVay]
Nigga, we violently active - so fuck with us
See Im backwards - I slap niggas and punch bitches
Just for askin, they mustve been wantin to meet the Lord
When my parents talked to me, they got mean mugged and ignored
They were snoopin through my closet, seen drugs on the floor
Shells from the forty-four scattered over they porch
Bustin pistols in your windows with intentions to destroy you
Tryin to break your neck to conversate? Bitch, Ill do it for you
Catch me laughin at your funeral when they lower you
You and yo ho, you gots to go, bitches died slow and horrible
Theres no tomorrow fo - any nigga well shower you
We young strapped & powerful (BITCH!) and I aint gotta lie to you
[Proof]
Stepped in the door, wavin the fo-fo
Blazin at po-po, escapin and lay low
They call my tongue ya-yo, but I spit fire
I lit five inside a fuckin dickrider
The clip slider, love to blast a Mag
You a FAG, you love bein ass to ass
Grab a gun by the nose with the butt to gat-spank ya
Never say that Im a gangsta (now THATS gangsta)
Yall niggaz sound like Jigga but act like Pac
Yo my trigger got the flu and this gat might cough
It aint nuttin to tell, empty shells for the witness
Im the hot nigga thats gon put hell outta business
It wont be the same since we touchin the game
Make the hardest nigga in your crew, tuck in his chain
Yall think this shits a game and Im bluffin for fame?
Ill squeeze off this tech until nothin remains
[Chorus - Eminem]
Slick criminal wit, the shit I spit chews
like a bullet came back that just missed and hit you
I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to
Need an anthem to amp you, then this the shit to
Too many enemies on my list to sift through
Nobody got my back in this bitch but this do
Sorry officer I dont care how pissed it get you
But I dont go nowhere without my pistol pistol
[overlaps Chorus]
Aint goin nowhere without my gun
I walk the streets I pack my gun
I go to sleep I got my gun
Dont go nowhere without my gun
Aint goin nowhere without my gun
I walk the streets I pack my gun
I go to sleep I got my gun
Dont go nowhere without my gun
[Kuniva]
The only time that Im at peace is when Im close to one
cause I dont know whats waitin for me when my vocals are done
Tote the gun, its my way of life and it works
These cowardly niggazll put yo fuckin life in the dirt
Cause it was wrong how they left my dog, he was priceless
Alone in the streets, bleedin, starin, layin lifeless
Thats why Im heated, you never know who starts creepin (uh-huh)
Wakin you up with AKs while you lie sleepin
Id rather pack the heat and not need it;
rather than need one and not have it, I married this Glock-matic
{*gun cocked*} Nowhere without my.. {*gunshot*}
[Kon Artis]
You know the sound
when Im spinnin round spittin these rounds from fo pounds
While the whole crowd screamin as loud from they mouths
as they possibly allow? {*series of gunshots fire*}
Nothing is parallel to making you carousel
Arial sommersault like ferris wheels to a pair of shells
Denaun carry the nine where I go
Bullets whistle and hit you while Im shootin at five-oh
Some semi-automatic for statics the motto
Spittin like {Columbine kids} from Colorado
[Chorus - Eminem]
Slick criminal wit, the shit I spit chews
like a bullet came back that just missed and hit you
I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to
Need an anthem to amp you, then this the shit to
Too many enemies on my list to sift through
Nobody got my back in this bitch but this do
Sorry officer I dont care how pissed it get you
But I dont go nowhere without my pistol pistol
[overlaps Chorus]
Aint goin nowhere without my gun
I walk the streets I pack my gun
I go to sleep I got my gun
Dont go nowhere without my gun
Aint goin nowhere without my gun
I walk the streets I pack my gun
I go to sleep I got my gun
Dont go nowhere without my gun
[Bizarre]
This ninell turn a softy to a hard rock
Itll make Jehovahs Witnesses, think before they knock (Sorry, sorry!)
Itll make your grandmother come out of a purse
itll make Limp Bizkit, get rid of Fred Durst (Ha ha!)
Itll make Holyfield start fightin
itll make Ma$e say "Fuck church!", and go back to writin
Itll make Shyne say he sound like Biggie Smalls
itll make R. Kelly - give respect to Aaron Hall
Itll make Christopher Reeves start walkin
itll make a dog with no voice, suddenly start barkin
Itll make a nun turn to a filthy slut
itll make the hardest pitbull, turn to a fuckin mutt {*dog whine*}
Itll make a Muslim dye his hair blonde
Itll make the redneck start to read the Holy Quran
Itll make Ike stop beatin Tina
itll make Slim Shady - fall back in love with Christina
[Chorus - Eminem]
Slick criminal wit, the shit I spit chews (Christina Aguilera...
HA HA HA HA!)
like a bullet came back that just missed and hit you
I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to
Need an anthem to amp you, then this the shit to
Too many enemies on my list to sift through
Nobody got my back in this bitch but this do
Sorry officer I dont care how pissed it get you
But I dont go nowhere without my pistol pistol
[overlaps Chorus]
Aint goin nowhere without my gun
I walk the streets I pack my gun
I go to sleep I got my gun
Cant go nowhere without my gun
Aint goin nowhere without my gun
I walk the streets I pack my gun
I go to sleep I got my gun
Cant go nowhere without my gun
[Swifty]
Ha, nigga, nigga, nigga! You better have an aim
Cause if you dont - you FINISHED - flat out,(detroit) nigga,
(detroit) nigga,nigga (sorry) What? (Fuck it) Fuck around and
get popped.. with NO hesitation, straight up
[Bizarre]
Look at where the fuck we stay at!
Nigga, look where the fuck we stay at!
Fuck around with us.. you good as popped
You fuckin good as popped..
Ahahahahaha! You good as popped, ahahahaha! {*fades out*}
**Stephanie_SlimShady_2001**
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