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lirik lagu d 12 - pour your 40 out

yeahhhh n-gg-
its d12 up in this motherf-cka’
you know how we get crunk and wild in this motherf-cka’
everybody get crunk in detroit too n-gg-
so wild da f-ck out

[chorus]
pour your 40 out. (guzzle it)
(8x)
b-tch!!!

[bizzare]
we f-cked up
let us in the club
one of y’all n|ggas gon’ catch a slug (yeah)
i’m so drunk i could hurl for a month
any n-gg- poppin sh-t go to the trunk
d12 start sh-t n-gg- come get us
7 mile runyon, wild n-gg-s wit us
cause all my n-gg-s is talkin’ that sh-t
ain’t got no problem with smackin no b-tch
i’ll have my wife cut your throat
blunts, gans, that’s all we smoke
wild the f-ck out stab you with a knife
it’s d12 n-gg- we ready to f-ckin’ fight

[chorus]

[eminem]
who tryin’ to be the first one to catch this plate in the throat
you know the po-po won’t let me hold them toastas’ no mo’
i just cut three people, you gon’ be number fo’
if you don’t back the f-ck up and get the f-ck 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,
runyon avenue soldiers hold it down wherever we go
suckin on our 40’s and holdin our 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 f-ck, we bout to get it crunk
you just another punk in the club about to get jumped
i settle my vendettas with ak’s, berettas
we don’t ‘posed to be in here with our weapons but still they let us
switchblade, br-ss knuckles, nickel plated belt buckle
broken beer bottles, when we walk in you can smell trouble
elbows flyin, n-gg-s crying, n-gg-s bleeding, you retreating
run into your car and skatin off, we g’ing
we make example out of you haters runnin’ your mouth
you the reason why your peoples is pourin they 40’s out
dirty dozen ‘wildin, beatin n-gg-s bloodied
and you gon’ have to pour out a keg for all your homies

[chorus]

[proof]
i was raised by drunks, so i became a drunk
80 proof on this vodka that’s the name i want
i’m in the club to beef you gotta murder me then
only talk to a b-tch with burgundy hair
on the isle in the vette b-mpin’ seven deuce
see the top on that 40 you know it’s comin’ loose
see me on the ave. daily we runnin’ this sh-t
if your chick get loud i g-money that b-tch
packin mags and clips i’ll smash your clique
because of proof they put the “g” in the alphabet
smoking weed drinkin’ henny, remy, in that jimmy
don’t worry if we run out the corner store got plenty

[chorus]

- lirik lagu d 12

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