Pistol Pistol Lyrics – D12, Eminem

Pistol Pistol Lyrics – D12, Eminem
Pistol Pistol Lyrics - D12, EminemSong Details:
Song: Pistol Pistol
Artist: D12, Eminem
Album: D12 World
Genre: Hip-Hop/Rap
Released: 2001

Pistol Pistol Lyrics

Yeah Welcome To
Amityville Detroit Nigga
The Reason Why Rappers
Gotta Pack Pistols Why Is That
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 Do
Sorry Officer I Dont
Care How Pissed It Get You
But I Dont Go Nowhere
Without My Pistol Pistol
Nigga We Violently Active
So Fuck With Us
See Im Backwards I Slap
Niggas And Punch Bitches
Just For Asking They Musta
Been Wanting To Meet The Lord
When My Parents Talked To Me
They Got Mean Mugged And Ignored
They Were Snooping Through My
Closet Seen Drugs On The Floor
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 Ill 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
Theres No Tomorrow For
Any Nigga Well Shower You
We Young Strapped And Powerful
And I Aint Gotta Lie To You
Stepped In The Door Waving The 44
Blazing At PoPo Escaping And Lay Low
They Call My Tongue YaYo But I Spit Fire
I Lit Five Inside A Fucking DickRider
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 GatSpank Ya
Never Say That Im A Gangsta
Now Thats Gangsta
Yall Niggas Sound Like
Jigga But Act Like Pac
Yo My Trigger Got The
Flu And This Gat Might Cough
It Aint Nothing To Tell
Empty Shells For The Witness
Im The Hot Nigga Thats Gon
Put Hell Outta Business
It Wont Be The Same Since
We Touching The Game
Make The Hardest Nigga In
Your Crew Tuck In His Chain
Yall Think This Shits A
Game And Im Bluffing For Fame

Ill Squeeze Off This
Tec Until Nothing Remains
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 Do
Sorry Officer I Dont Care
How Pissed It Get You
But I Dont Go Nowhere
Without My Pistol Pistol
The Only Time That Im At Peace
Is When Im Close To One
Cause I Dont Know Whats Waiting
For Me When My Vocals Are Done
Tote The Gun Its My Way
Of Life And It Works
These Cowardly Niggasll 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
Thats Why Im Heated You Never
Know Who Starts Creeping
Waking You Up With Aks
While You Lie Sleeping
Id Rather Pack The Heat
And Not Need It
Rather Than Need One And
Not Have It I Married This GlockMatic
You Know The Sound When
Im Spinning Round
Spitting These Rounds
From Four Pounds
While The Whole Crowd
Screaming As Loud
From They Mouths As
They Possibly Allow
Nothing Is Parallel To
Making 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 Im Shooting At 50
Some SemiAutomatic For
Statics The Motto
Spitting Like *Columbine
Kids* From Colorado
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 Do
Sorry Officer I Dont
Care How Pissed It Get You
But I Dont Go Nowhere
Without My Pistol Pistol
This Ninell Turn A
Softy To A Hard Rock

Itll Make Jehovahs Witnesses
Think Before They Knock Sorry Sorry
Itll Make Your Grandmother
Come Outta Her Purse
Itll Make Limp Bizkit Get
Rid Of Fred Durst
Itll Make Holyfield Start Fighting
Itll Make Mase Say Fuck
Church And Go Back To Writing
Itll Make Shyne Say He
Sound Like Biggie Smalls
Itll Make R Kelly Give
Respect To Aaron Hall
Itll Make Christopher
Reeves Start Walking
Itll Make A Dog With No
Voice Suddenly Start Barking
Itll Make A Nun Turn
To A Filthy Slut
Itll Make The Hardest Pitbull
Turn To A Fucking Mutt
Itll Make A Muslim Dye His Hair Blonde
Itll Make A Redneck Start To
Read The Holy Quran Need Jesus
Itll Make Ike Stop Beating Tina
Itll Make Slim Shady Fall
Back In Love With Christina
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 Do
Sorry Officer I Dont
Care How Pissed It Get You
But I Dont Go Nowhere
Without My Pistol Pistol

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