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Pistol Pistol Letra

Artista: D-12

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Pistol Pistol letra de D-12

(Bizarre)

Yeah, welcome to Amityville

(Swifty)

Detroit, nigga!

(Bizarre)

The reason why rappers gotta pack pistols! Ha ha ha ha!

(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 two

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

but I don't go nowhere without my pistol pistol

(Swifty McVay)

Nigga, we violently active, so fu*kwith us

see I'm backwards - I slap niggas and punch bitches

Just for asking, they must've been wanting to meet the Lord

when my parents talk to me they've got mean mugs and ignore

They were snooping through my closet, seen drugs on the floor

shells from the forty-four scattered over their porch

Bustin pistols in your windows with intentions to destroy you

trying to break your neck to conversate? Bitch, I'll do it for you

Catch me laughing at your funeral when they lower you, you and your ho

you gots to go, bitches died slow and horrible

There's no tomorrow for any nigga, we'll shower you

young, Black, and powerful, (BITCH!) and I ain't gotta lie to you

(Proof)

Stepped in the door waving the four-four

blazing at po-po, escaping and lay low

They call my (?), but I spit fire

I lit five inside a fucking dickrider

The clip slider, love to blast a Mag, you're a FAG

you love being ass to ass

Grab a gun by the nose with the butt to gat-spank ya

never say that I'm a gangsta, now THAT'S gangsta

Yall niggas sound like Jigga but act like Pac

yo, my trigger got the flu and this gat might cough

It ain't nothing to tell, empty shells for the witness

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

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

make the hardest nigga in your crew tuck in his chain

You think this shit's a game and we're bluffing for fame?

I'll squeeze off this tech until NOTHING remains

(Chorus)

(Kuniva)

The only time that I'm at piece/peace is when I'm close to one

cause I don't know what's waiting for me when my vocals are done

Tote the gun, it's my way of life and it works

these cowardly niggas'll put your fucking life in the dirt

Cause it was wrong how they left my dog, he was priceless

alone in the streets, bleeding, staring, laying lifeless

That's why I'm heated, you never know who starts creepin

waking you up with AKs while you lie sleeping

I'd rather pack the heat and not need

rather than need one and not have it, I married this Glock-matic

(Gunshot)

(Kon Artis)

You know the sound when I'm spinnin round

spittin these rounds from fo' pounds

while the whole crowd is screaming as loud

from they're mouths as they possibly allow

Nothing is parallel to making you carousel

arial sommersault from ferris wheels to a pair of shells

Denaun carry the nine where I go

bullets whistle and hit you while I'm shooting at five-0

Some semi-automatic for static's the motto

spitting like (Columbine kids) from Colorado

(Chorus)

(Bizarre)

This nine'll turn a softy to a hard rock

it'll make Jehova's Witnesses think before they knock (Sorry, sorry!)

It'll make your grandmother come out of her hearse

it'll make Limp Bizkit get rid of Fred Durst (Ha ha!)

It'll make Holyfield start fighting

it'll make Ma$e say "Fuck church!" and go back to writing

It'll make Shyne say he sound like Biggie Smalls

it'll make R. Kelly give respect to Aaron Hall

It'll make Christopher Reeve start walking

it'll make a dog with no voice suddenly start barking

It'll make a nun turn into a filthy slut

it'll make the hardest pitbull turn into a fucking 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 beating Tina

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

Christina Aguilera... HA HA HA HA!

(Eminem-Chorus)

(Swifty)

Ha, nigga, nigga, nigga! You better have an aim

cause if you don't - you're FINISHED - flat out, nigga, nigga, nigga

What? Fuck around and get popped with NO hesitation, straight up

(Bizarre)

Look at where the fu*kwe stay at!

Nigga, look where the fu*kwe stay at!

Fuck around with us, you get popped

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