It's strange to think the songs we used to sing The smiles, the flowers, everything is gone Yesterday I found out about you Even now just looking at you
[Bone] Stop, everybody, what's that sound? AK-47, so ya better hit the ground Stop, everybody, what's that sound? AK-47, so get the fuck down! [Layzie
' you fuck with the thugs Oh damn, you niggaz got tons of swift Sharp like a double edged machete We rollin' out, heated heavily fifty calliburs and AK
me I'm leavin' a caucus today I'ma park my car and walk the rest of the way I'm in the mood to strut, my AK ain't even tucked I'ma meet you at the club
got duct tape and rope, I'll leave you missin like the fuckin O` bannons. One hand on my money, on hand on my buddy, That's the AK47 made his neighborhood
of your head ya die swift Fuckin' wit tha clan, watch what you say We kill, beep, lame lyric censor Shoot you with an SK or a AK Bitch, you gonna die
automatic m-11 nigga So how you figure that I'm the nigga to fuck with Graduated from slangin' yae to this dope shit Twenty dollars a bag is what I'm givin' Ak
clown, the sound and style, of Swisher after Swisher Oh how I wish ya would step so I could hit ya With wicked shit slick and swift As I slaughter quick
another man I was poppin' guns while you was still poppin' some rubber bands Smother your clan! Sever your hand and your legs And mail your brother your heart, and send your mother your head! [Swift
And my shows, it grows, it grows And I sing, I flow, I blows And I know y'all niggas know When I come swift with the one-two kick If ya got a blunt,
Higher learning burning Ask Vernon got a bed set bought a black jet Bitch large percentage on her rich motor lodge Lost her arm, shot wid a AK up in
blue On the D L, back home, I got a stash for ma duke I stack razorblades in my shoe Niggaz threaten to kill the AK if I ever come through And I'm doin
the thought, to even have to take a loss to begin They say health brings you longevity But I'm not one for that extra-curriculum activity You might see the ak
Fuck throwin joints I throw incinerators at rappers that talk garbage about the Ak, they don't know me from a tree in the forest My name's not summer
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back of your head ya die swift fuckin wit tha clan, watch what you say we kill niggas like the KKK shoot you with an SK or a AK bitch you gonna die either