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4 INCH SHOTGUN
Tic toc
Flip flop
A bomb
Is what im fixin to drop
Nice and steady
You aint ready
Boom
The weights gettin heavy
I'm over loaded, now
Like a 4 in. shotgun
With too much pow
And whole bunch of bang
Pull the trigger in a car
Make your ears rang
For a month or so
At Least mine did
They told me Id never see 16
When I was a kid
But fuck em
I wasn't born here by mistake
I was born here
To drop bombs on those that there are fake
Like you and him
And that bitch too
Yall need to get together
So yall a have a crew
Give me something's to shoot at
And throw slugs thru
Then y'all will see
What I have to prove!
Flip flop
A bomb
Is what im fixin to drop
Nice and steady
You aint ready
Boom
The weights gettin heavy
I'm over loaded, now
Like a 4 in. shotgun
With too much pow
And whole bunch of bang
Pull the trigger in a car
Make your ears rang
For a month or so
At Least mine did
They told me Id never see 16
When I was a kid
But fuck em
I wasn't born here by mistake
I was born here
To drop bombs on those that there are fake
Like you and him
And that bitch too
Yall need to get together
So yall a have a crew
Give me something's to shoot at
And throw slugs thru
Then y'all will see
What I have to prove!
Published 23rd Aug 2013
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