12 Gauge Lyrics - Krayzie Bone

Mr. Sawed-off Leatha Face Mr. Sawed-off Leatha Face It's the nigga that pack that witcha's jump an gets tha pump 

Yeah nigga ya figure ya bigger, well nigga come on an get ya some 

I see and I snoop nigga 

Get up in ya with a vengeance 

In the morning daily collision, lets get started Wanna contend them, cause the rawest niggas is in here 

And I been here, the start that I should let it be known 

Fo-Fo closed so ya tryin' to run up on my dope Fo-Fo gon' blow all ya brains out, you fuck with tha wrong one 

You wit tha nigga that's gon' shoot back and I'm Pap and I'm gon' run 

Nigga get outta my path 

I'm mad you fuckin' up everything 

Yeah niggas with rifles ready to snipe you 

Committed by Leatha Face, bang bang bang 

Ya dead now, deceased with hater'z 

Ya layin' in the red now leakin' like crazy 

So fuck wit me, fuck wit me, come with me, run with me 

Got tha guts to be a thug nigga 

Mr. Sawed-off Leatha Face Underground 

Fuck around and catch a murder case 

Fuckin' wit tha murda-man 

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My 12 gauge and Leatha Face is all I'm needin' for this 

Don't be fuckin' wit tha killer, killer, killer 

Before I leave tha scene I'm guarnteed to leave em bleedin' to this 

Don't make me kill ya 

My 12 gauge and Leatha Face is all I'm needin' for this 

Don't be fuckin' wit tha killer, killer, killer 

Before I leave tha scene I'm guarnteed to leave em bleedin' to this 

Don't make me kill ya 

Fuck em, I'm talking bout niggas that used to be down with this, but stumbled 

And most of the niggas they ain't around cus they can't hustle 

Fact to me they struggle, get rid of the flab Niggas I got me some muscle now, we pumped and ready to rumble 

What did you come for 

If you niggas ain't ready for war, then what you got guns for 

If you niggas ain't ready to put em up, what the fuck you say you thug for 

And once more, I'd advise your ass 

Had to get caught in a scuffle 

Cus more than a couple of fellas 

They get rough or we step in a mud hole 

Things ain't changed, the game 

Hang up in a nigga pain, bang the nigga rain Hang wit tha killer clan 

Straight out of the jungle 

Went to the homey, can see me up here 

Kickin' it with the thug niggas drinkin' beer 

Oh, oh oh yeah 

So you can chill wit tha bullshit talking (talking) 

They just be talking ain't none of them niggas walking (walking) 

So you best to keep it cool before I show ya Mr. Sawed-off 

And your jury, take it all on 

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My 12 gauge and Leatha Face is all I'm needin' for this 

Don't be fuckin' wit tha killer, killer, killer 

Before I leave tha scene I'm guarnteed to leave em bleedin' to this 

Don't make me kill ya 

My 12 gauge and Leatha Face is all I'm needin' for this 

Don't be fuckin' wit tha killer, killer, killer 

Before I leave tha scene I'm guarnteed to leave em bleedin' to this 

Don't make me kill ya. 

Now some of these niggas claimin' they gon' bust when it all goes down 

That the nigga wit tha loudest mouth be the first to get one in a straight jacket 

Little straight habbit nigga, I ain't laughin' 

I let my Fo-Fo do my braggin' 

I came to party baby, as soon as I hit that body, baby 

A straight jacket and a mac is all I'm needin' for this 

We leave em still unrecognized in a ditch, ya bitch 

Leatha Face and straight jacket Underground, oh shit 

Both sides, all sides, we gotsta get this shit 

Now bout to murder one you don't wanna test on 

They shoot don't lose ya front 

Ya trippin' you can rest and you might get to know me, but really ya won't 

Ya might get one of ya roll, but ya can't 

Ya might think I won't bust, but really I will 

Just trust me, I will 

Only them niggas that bust to roll with us 

Only them niggas that's bringin' tha blunts can smoke with us 

Only them niggas that's keeping it rough (what) 

Can shoot with nuffin' to lose 

Better believe when we bring it to 

We gonna get at you (get at you, get at you) 

My 12 gauge and Leatha Face is all I'm needin' for this 

Don't be fuckin' wit tha killer, killer, killer 

Before I leave tha scene I'm guarnteed to leave em bleedin' to this 

Don't make me kill ya 

My 12 gauge and Leatha Face is all I'm needin' for this 

Don't be fuckin' wit tha killer, killer, killer 

Before I leave tha scene I'm guarnteed to leave em bleedin' to this 

Don't make me kill ya 

Straight off the Mutha-Fuckin' streets of Clevland, Ohio 

East 99 from St. Clair 

A couple of real true thug ass niggas 

Mr. Sawed-off Leatha Face, eliminating all you fake ass niggas 

Don't fuck around, run yo mouth and get ya head blown off, bitch