D12 - Pistol Pistol lyrics
[D12 - Pistol Pistol lyrics]
Yeah (Ha ha ha)
Welcome to Amityville (Detroit, nigga, ha)
The reason why rappers gotta pack pistols
(Why is that?)
Ha ha ha ha ha ha hahahahahaha (Ha ha ha)
Slick criminal wit', the shit I spit chews
(Ain't go nowhere without my gun)
Like a bullet came back that
Just missed and hit you
(I walk the streets, I pack my gun)
I say the type of shit
Parents slit their wrists to
(I go to sleep, I got my gun)
Need an anthem to amp you
Then this the shit to
(Don't go nowhere without my gun)
Too many enemies on my list to sift through
(Ain't go nowhere without my gun)
Nobody got my back in this
Bitch but this tool
(I walk the streets, I pack my gun)
Sorry officer
I don't care how pissed it get you
(I go to sleep, I got my gun)
But I don't go nowhere
Without my pistol pistol
(Don't go nowhere without my gun)
Nigga, we violently active, so fuck with us
(Uh, huh) see, I'm backwards
I slap niggas and punch bitches (yeah)
Just for asking
They must'a been wanting to meet the Lord
When my parents talked to me
They got mean mugged and ignored (Fuck that)
They were snooping through my closet
Seen drugs on the floor (Uh, huh)
Shells from the 44 scattered over they porch
Busting pistols in your windows with
Intentions to destroy you
Tryna 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
We young strapped and powerful and I
Ain't gotta lie to you (Btich)
Stepped in the door, waving the fo'-fo'
Blazing at po-po, escaping and lay low
They call my tongue ya yo, but I spit fire
I lit five inside a fucking dick-rider
The clip slider, love to blast a Mag
You 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)
Y'all 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 gon'
Put hell outta business
It won't be the same since
We touching the game (Nope)
Make the hardest nigga in your crew
Tuck in his chain
Y'all think this shit's a game
And I'm bluffing for fame? (Ah, fuck it)
I'll squeeze off this TEC
Until nothing remains (yeah, come on)
Slick criminal wit', the shit I spit chews
(Ain't go nowhere without my gun)
Like a bullet came back that
Just missed and hit you
(I walk the streets, I pack my gun)
I say the type of shit
Parents slit their wrists to
(I go to sleep, I got my gun)
Need an anthem to amp you
Then this the shit to
(Don't go nowhere without my gun)
Too many enemies on my list to sift through
(Ain't go nowhere without my gun)
Nobody got my back in this
Bitch but this tool
(I walk the streets, I pack my gun)
Sorry officer
I don't care how pissed it get you
(I go to sleep, I got my gun)
But I don't go nowhere
Without my pistol pistol
(Don't go nowhere without my gun)
The only time that I'm at peace
Is when I'm close to one
'Cause I don't know what's waiting for
Me when my vocals are done (Nope)
Tote the gun
It's my way of life and it works
These cowardly niggas'll put your fucking
Life in the dirt (Haha)
'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 creeping (Uh, huh)
Waking you up with AK's
While you lie sleeping
I'd rather pack the heat and not need it
Rather than need one and not have it
I married this Glock matic
Nowhere without my- bang
You know the sound when I'm spinnin' 'round
Spittin' these rounds from four pounds
While the whole crowd screamin' as
Loud from they mouths as they possibly allow
Nothing is parallel to makin' you carousel
Aerial somersault like ferris wheels to
A pair of shells
Denaun carry the nine where I go
Bullets whistle and hit you while
I'm shooting at 5-0
Some semi-automatic for static's the motto
Spitting like Columbine kids from Colorado
Slick criminal wit', the shit I spit chews
(Ain't go nowhere without my gun)
Like a bullet came back that
Just missed and hit you
(I walk the streets, I pack my gun)
I say the type of shit
Parents slit their wrists to
(I go to sleep, I got my gun)
Need an anthem to amp you
Then this the shit to
(Don't go nowhere without my gun)
Too many enemies on my list to sift through
(Ain't go nowhere without my gun)
Nobody got my back in this
Bitch but this tool
(I walk the streets, I pack my gun)
Sorry officer
I don't care how pissed it get you
(I go to sleep, I got my gun)
But I don't go nowhere
Without my pistol pistol
(Don't go nowhere without my gun)
This 9'll turn a softie to a hard rock
It'll make Jehovah's Witnesses think
Before they knock (Sorry, sorry)
It'll make your grandmother come
Outta her purse
It'll make Limp Bizkit give in to Fred Durst
(Haha) it'll make Holyfield start fighting
It'll make Ma$e say fuck church and
Then go back to writing
It'll make Shyne say he
Sound like Biggie Smalls
It'll make R kelly give respect to Aaron Hall
(Ugh)
It'll make Christopher Reeves start walking
It'll make a dog with no voice
Suddenly start barking
It'll make a nun turn to 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 Qu'ran (Need Jesus)
It'll make Ike stop beating Tina
It'll make Slim Shady fall back
In love with Christina
Slick criminal wit', the shit I spit chews
(Ain't go nowhere without my gun)
Like a bullet came back that
Just missed and hit you
(I walk the streets, I pack my gun)
I say the type of shit
Parents slit their wrists to
(I go to sleep, I got my gun)
Need an anthem to amp you
Then this the shit to
(Don't go nowhere without my gun)
Too many enemies on my list to sift through
(Ain't go nowhere without my gun)
Nobody got my back in this
Bitch but this tool
(I walk the streets, I pack my gun)
Sorry officer
I don't care how pissed it get you
(I go to sleep, I got my gun)
But I don't go nowhere
Without my pistol pistol
(Don't go nowhere without my gun)
Ha, nigga, nigga, nigga (Pistol, pistol)
You better have aim, uh
(I don't go nowhere without my pistol pistol)
'Cause if you don't, heh (This pistol, haha)
You finished, flat out, hahahahaha
(Sorry officers, Detriot)
Nigga, nigga, nigga (Sorry cops)
What? (Fuckin' pigs) the fuck we stay at
(Fuck around and get popped)
With no hesitation, straight up ha, ha
Look where the fuck we stay at
Nigga, look where the fuck we stay at
Fuck around with us
You get us popped, you fucking get us popped
Ahahahaha, you get us popped! Ahahahaha!
Welcome to Amityville (Detroit, nigga, ha)
The reason why rappers gotta pack pistols
(Why is that?)
Ha ha ha ha ha ha hahahahahaha (Ha ha ha)
Slick criminal wit', the shit I spit chews
(Ain't go nowhere without my gun)
Like a bullet came back that
Just missed and hit you
(I walk the streets, I pack my gun)
I say the type of shit
Parents slit their wrists to
(I go to sleep, I got my gun)
Need an anthem to amp you
Then this the shit to
(Don't go nowhere without my gun)
Too many enemies on my list to sift through
(Ain't go nowhere without my gun)
Nobody got my back in this
Bitch but this tool
(I walk the streets, I pack my gun)
Sorry officer
I don't care how pissed it get you
(I go to sleep, I got my gun)
But I don't go nowhere
Without my pistol pistol
(Don't go nowhere without my gun)
Nigga, we violently active, so fuck with us
(Uh, huh) see, I'm backwards
I slap niggas and punch bitches (yeah)
Just for asking
They must'a been wanting to meet the Lord
When my parents talked to me
They got mean mugged and ignored (Fuck that)
They were snooping through my closet
Seen drugs on the floor (Uh, huh)
Shells from the 44 scattered over they porch
Busting pistols in your windows with
Intentions to destroy you
Tryna 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
We young strapped and powerful and I
Ain't gotta lie to you (Btich)
Stepped in the door, waving the fo'-fo'
Blazing at po-po, escaping and lay low
They call my tongue ya yo, but I spit fire
I lit five inside a fucking dick-rider
The clip slider, love to blast a Mag
You 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)
Y'all 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 gon'
Put hell outta business
It won't be the same since
We touching the game (Nope)
Make the hardest nigga in your crew
Tuck in his chain
Y'all think this shit's a game
And I'm bluffing for fame? (Ah, fuck it)
I'll squeeze off this TEC
Until nothing remains (yeah, come on)
Slick criminal wit', the shit I spit chews
(Ain't go nowhere without my gun)
Like a bullet came back that
Just missed and hit you
(I walk the streets, I pack my gun)
I say the type of shit
Parents slit their wrists to
(I go to sleep, I got my gun)
Need an anthem to amp you
Then this the shit to
(Don't go nowhere without my gun)
Too many enemies on my list to sift through
(Ain't go nowhere without my gun)
Nobody got my back in this
Bitch but this tool
(I walk the streets, I pack my gun)
Sorry officer
I don't care how pissed it get you
(I go to sleep, I got my gun)
But I don't go nowhere
Without my pistol pistol
(Don't go nowhere without my gun)
The only time that I'm at peace
Is when I'm close to one
'Cause I don't know what's waiting for
Me when my vocals are done (Nope)
Tote the gun
It's my way of life and it works
These cowardly niggas'll put your fucking
Life in the dirt (Haha)
'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 creeping (Uh, huh)
Waking you up with AK's
While you lie sleeping
I'd rather pack the heat and not need it
Rather than need one and not have it
I married this Glock matic
Nowhere without my- bang
You know the sound when I'm spinnin' 'round
Spittin' these rounds from four pounds
While the whole crowd screamin' as
Loud from they mouths as they possibly allow
Nothing is parallel to makin' you carousel
Aerial somersault like ferris wheels to
A pair of shells
Denaun carry the nine where I go
Bullets whistle and hit you while
I'm shooting at 5-0
Some semi-automatic for static's the motto
Spitting like Columbine kids from Colorado
Slick criminal wit', the shit I spit chews
(Ain't go nowhere without my gun)
Like a bullet came back that
Just missed and hit you
(I walk the streets, I pack my gun)
I say the type of shit
Parents slit their wrists to
(I go to sleep, I got my gun)
Need an anthem to amp you
Then this the shit to
(Don't go nowhere without my gun)
Too many enemies on my list to sift through
(Ain't go nowhere without my gun)
Nobody got my back in this
Bitch but this tool
(I walk the streets, I pack my gun)
Sorry officer
I don't care how pissed it get you
(I go to sleep, I got my gun)
But I don't go nowhere
Without my pistol pistol
(Don't go nowhere without my gun)
This 9'll turn a softie to a hard rock
It'll make Jehovah's Witnesses think
Before they knock (Sorry, sorry)
It'll make your grandmother come
Outta her purse
It'll make Limp Bizkit give in to Fred Durst
(Haha) it'll make Holyfield start fighting
It'll make Ma$e say fuck church and
Then go back to writing
It'll make Shyne say he
Sound like Biggie Smalls
It'll make R kelly give respect to Aaron Hall
(Ugh)
It'll make Christopher Reeves start walking
It'll make a dog with no voice
Suddenly start barking
It'll make a nun turn to 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 Qu'ran (Need Jesus)
It'll make Ike stop beating Tina
It'll make Slim Shady fall back
In love with Christina
Slick criminal wit', the shit I spit chews
(Ain't go nowhere without my gun)
Like a bullet came back that
Just missed and hit you
(I walk the streets, I pack my gun)
I say the type of shit
Parents slit their wrists to
(I go to sleep, I got my gun)
Need an anthem to amp you
Then this the shit to
(Don't go nowhere without my gun)
Too many enemies on my list to sift through
(Ain't go nowhere without my gun)
Nobody got my back in this
Bitch but this tool
(I walk the streets, I pack my gun)
Sorry officer
I don't care how pissed it get you
(I go to sleep, I got my gun)
But I don't go nowhere
Without my pistol pistol
(Don't go nowhere without my gun)
Ha, nigga, nigga, nigga (Pistol, pistol)
You better have aim, uh
(I don't go nowhere without my pistol pistol)
'Cause if you don't, heh (This pistol, haha)
You finished, flat out, hahahahaha
(Sorry officers, Detriot)
Nigga, nigga, nigga (Sorry cops)
What? (Fuckin' pigs) the fuck we stay at
(Fuck around and get popped)
With no hesitation, straight up ha, ha
Look where the fuck we stay at
Nigga, look where the fuck we stay at
Fuck around with us
You get us popped, you fucking get us popped
Ahahahaha, you get us popped! Ahahahaha!