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D12 » 40 OZ
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	[Intro - Kuniva] (background "WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!") Yeah nigga! It's 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! [Chorus] Pull your 40 out!! Guzzle it! Pull your 40 out!! Guzzle it! Pull your 40 out!! Guzzle it! Pull your 40 out!! Guzzle it! Pull your 40 out!! Guzzle it! Pull your 40 out!! Guzzle it! Pull your 40 out!! Guzzle it! Pull your 40 out!! BITCH!!! [Verse - Bizarre] We fucked up, let us in da club One of y'all niggaz gon catch a slug I'm so drunk, I can url for a month Any nigga pop shit, go to the trunk D12 start shit, nigga come get us 7 Mile Runyon, wild niggaz wit us Cause all my niggaz, is talking that shit Aint got no problem, wit smacking no bitch I'll have my wife, cut your throat Blunts - gans, that's all we smoke Wile the fuck out, stab you wit a knife It's D12 nigga, we ready to fucking fight! [Chorus] [Verse - Eminem] Who's trying to be the first one To catch this blade in the throat?! You know them po po won't let me hold 'em toasters no mo!I just cut three people, you gon be number fo! If you don't back the fuck up and get the fuck off the floor! My crew is takin over as soon as we hit the do! You hit the door, but we comin in and you goin home! Security, they can't even stop us because they know! Runyon Avenue soldiers hold it down wherever we go! Chuggin on our 40's and holdin our forty-fo's! We come wit toasters like we just opened savings 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] [Verse - Kuniva] 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 ain't 'posed to be in here wit our weapons but still they let us Switch blade, brass knuckles, nickel plated belt buckles Broken beer bottles, when we walk in you can smell trouble Elbows flyin, bitches cryin, niggaz bleedin You retreatin, running to your car and skatin off, we G'ing(nigga) We make examples outta you haters running yo mouth You’re the reason why you peoples is pouring they 40's out Dirty Dozen wiling, beat niggaz bloody And you gon have to pour out a keg for all your homies! [Chorus] [Verse - 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 there Only talk to a bitch - wit burgundy hair On the isle in the Vet, bumpin Seven Duece! See that top on that 40, you know it's comin loose See me on the ave daily, be running this shit If your chick get loud I'll G Money that bitch Packing mags and clips, I'll smash ya clique Because of Proof, they put the G in the alphabet Smoking weed, drinking Henny, Remy and that Jimmy Don't worry if you run out, the corner store got plenty! [Chorus]
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