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Some information about 40 Oz Lyrics Title: D12 - 40 Oz lyrics Artist: D12 Album: D12 World Visitors: 13 visitors have visited 40 Oz Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. Intro (background "WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!") Yeah nigga! It s D12 up in this motherfucker! You know how we get nigga we wild in the club Motherfuckerseverybody get crunk in Detroit too nigga! So wile the fuck out! Chorus Pour your 40 out. (Guzzle It) 8x Bitch!!! Bizzare We fucked up Let us in the club. One of y all niggas gon catch a slug(Yeah) I m so drunk I could hurl for a month. Any nigga pop shitgo to the trunk. D12 start shitnigga come get us 7 Mile Runyanwild niggas wit us Cause all my niggas is talkin that shit. Ain t got no problemwith smackin no bitch. I ll have my wifecut your throat. Bluntsgansthat s all we smoke Wild the fuck outstab you with a knife It s D12 niggawe ready to fuckin fight. Chorus Biiitch Eminem Who tryin to be the first one to catch this plate in the throat! You know the po-po don t let me hold them toasters no mo I just cut three peopleyou gon be number four If you don t back the fuck upand get the fuck up off the flo . My crew is takin over as soon as we hit the do You hit the door then we comin in and you goin home. Security that can t even stop us because they know Runyan Avenue soldiers hold it down wherever we go. Suckin on our 40 s and holdin up .44 s. We come with toasters like we just opened saving s and loans. And we don t need your brew tonight homie we brought our own. So grab whatever you sippin on and let s get it on!!!! Chorus Kuniva We deep as a motherfuckwe bout to get it crunk You just another punk in the club about to get jumped I settle my vendettas with AK sBerettas We dont supposed to be in here with our weapons but still they let us. Switchbladebrass knucklesnickel plated belt buckle. Broken beer bottleswhen we walk in you can smell trouble. Elbows flyingniggas cryingniggas bleedingyou retreating. Run into your car and skatin offWe G ing We make example out of you haters runnin your mouth. You the reason why your peoples is pourin they 40z out. Dirty Dozen whilingbeat niggas bloodied. And you gon have to pour out a keg for all your homies. Chorus Biiitch Proof I was raised by drunksso I became a drunk. 80 Proof for this rockerthat s the name I want. I m in the club to beefyou gotta murder me then Only talk to a bitch with burgundy hair. Or the aisle in the backbump a seven deuce. See that top on that 40you know it s comin loose. See me on the Av. dailywe runnin this shit. If your chick get loudI g-money that bitch. Packin mags and clipsI ll smash your clique. Because of Proof they put the "G" in the alphabet. Smoking weeddrinking hennyremyin that jimmy Don t worry if we run out the corner store got plenty. Chorus Hottest songs from D12 : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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