40 Oz Lyrics – D12, Eminem

40 Oz Lyrics – D12, Eminem
40 Oz Lyrics - D12, EminemSong Details:
Song: 40 Oz
Artist: D12, Eminem
Album: Devil’s Night
Released: 2004
Genre: Hip-Hop/Rap

40 Oz Lyrics

Yeah Nigga Its D12 Up
In This Motherfucker
You Know How We Get
Nigga We Wild In The Club
Motherfuckers Everybody
Get Crunk In Detroit Too Nigga
So Wile The Fuck Out
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Bitch

We Fucked Up Let
Us In The Club
One Of Yall Niggas
Gon Catch A Slug
Im So Drunk I Could
Hurl For A Month
Any Nigga Pop Shit
Go To The Trunk
D12 Start Shit
Nigga Come Get Us
7 Mile Run In
Wild Niggas Wit Us
Cause All My Niggas
Is Talking That Shit
And Got No Problem
Wit Smacking No Bitch
Ill Have My Wife
Cut Your Throat
Blunts Cannons
Thats All We Smoke
Wile The Fuck Out
Stab You Wit A Knife
Its D12 Nigga We
Ready To Fucking Fight
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Bitch

Whos Trying To Be
The First One
To Catch This Blade
In The Throat
You Know Them Po Po
Dont Let Me Hold Em
Toasters No More
I Just Clapped Three
People You Gon
Be Number Four
If You Dont Back
The Fuck Up And Get
The Fuck Off The Floor
My Crew Is Taking Over
As Soon As We Hit The Door
You Hit The Door But
We Coming In And
You Going Home
Security They Cant
Even Stop Us Because They Know
Runyan Avenue Soldiers
Hold Us Down Rep
Where Ever We Go
Chugging On Our 40s
And Holding Our FortyFos
We Come Wit Toasters
Like We Just Opened
Savings And Loans
And We Dont Need Your
Brew Tonight Homie
We Brought Our Own
So Grab Whatever You
Sipping On And Lets Get It On
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Bitch

We Deep As A Motherfucker
We Bout To Get It Crunk
You Just Another Punk In
The Club About To Get Jumped
I Settle My Vendettas
Wit AKs Barettas
We Dont Posed To Be
In Here Wit Our Weapons
But Still They Let Us
Switch Blade Brass
Knuckles Nickel Plated
Belt Buckle
Broken Beer Bottles
When We Walk In You
Can Smell Trouble
Elbows Flying Bitches
Crying Niggas Bleeding
You Retreating Running
To Your Car And Skating
Off Re Ging
We Examples Outta
You Haters Running
Yo Mouth
You Reason Why
You Peoples Is Pouring
They 40s Out
Dirty Dozen Wiling
Beat Niggas Bloody
And You Gon Have
To Pour Out A Keg
For All Your Homies
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Bitch

I Was Raised By Drunks
So I Became A Drunk
80 Proof On This Vodka
Thats The Name I Want
Im In The Club To Beef
You Gotta Murder Me There
Only Talk To A Bitch
With Burgundy Hair
ON The Isle In The Vette
Bumping Seven Duece
See That Top On That 40
You Know Its Coming Loose
See Me On The Ave
Daily Be Running This Shit
If Your Chick Get
Loud Ill G Money
That Bitch
Packing Mags And Clips
Ill Smash Ya Clique
Because Of Proof They
Put The G In The Alphabet
Smoking Weed Drinking
Henny Remy And That Jimmy
Dont Worry If You Run
Out The Corner Store
I Got Plenty
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Pour Your 40 Out Guzzle It
Bitch

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