Pistol Poppin Testo

[Eminem] Haha [Ca$his] Ca$his, Ca$his Cashis [Eminem] Yeah! [Ca$his] King Mathers [Eminem] C'MON! [Ca$his] Pistol poppin, come get me nigga! {*echoes*} Feat [Chorus: Ca$his] Pistol poppin, bodies droppin, layin all around You thought it was a game, now the neighbors callin out Eminem The police find that, what's that sound? While you layin on the ground with your fuckin brain out Pistol [Verse 1: Ca$his] Walk through the door with my hands on a gun Poppin Cause niggaz 'round here wanna ask where I'm from I throw up my signs, step back and pop one Songtexte 'fore you throw up your sign if you even got one Songtext I used to bust niggaz heads open for fun Chase him down, stomp him out, if he tried to run Lyrics I could flip packs, get stacks, big straps, where it at? Lyric Slung crack, real cat, you ain't never did that Go hard, no peace, I gotta keep, chrome heat Liedertexte I don't sleep, homie I'm watched by the police Liedertext Cops out patrolling, grab a glock-40 Sniper at the squad car, story noting Alle Fuck it if you want beef, click-clack, wack rap Tossed straps before, I'm out of here, homie Cashis Militant in a sense, I don't really give a shit Feat Call up, Eminem, I gotta plead innocent [Chorus: Ca$his] Pistol poppin, bodies droppin, layin all around Eminem You thought it was a game, now the neighbors callin out Pistol The police find that, what's that sound? While you layin on the ground with your fuckin brain out Poppin [Verse 2: Ca$his] Sixteenth in my sneakers, I ain't listen to my teachers Songtexte I'm the most hated nigga alive, since Jesus Maybe in the afterlife they'll reveal my Christ-like abilities Songtext Come back, then ride on my enemies Never been afraid of beef, metals of my bravery Lyrics War situations got you sayin he, crazy G And emerge with the beat, I can serve anything Lyric Especially anybody tryin to diss my team ? Shady {*blam*} G-Unit, Aftermath the same thing Liedertexte So if you say them punk nigga you say me I be in L.A. G, get at me when you see me Liedertext Catch you in O.C., and in the bag you'll be leaving Alle I ain't worried 'bout my freedom cause for me to get even Cashis is worth e'rything, it's on B.B.G.N. Feat I son'd you folk, I'm lookin at your pinkie Eminem You a fake-ass gangsta, what a waste of my scenery Pistol [Chorus: Ca$his] Pistol poppin, bodies droppin, layin all around You thought it was a game, now the neighbors callin out Poppin The police find that, what's that sound? While you layin on the ground with your fuckin brain out Songtexte Pistol poppin, bodies droppin, layin all around You thought it was a game, now the neighbors callin out Songtext The police find that, what's that sound? While you layin on the ground with your fuckin brain out Lyrics [Verse 3: Eminem] Maybe I just feel like there's too many pussies in rap Lyric Shady (Ca$his) we gotta push 'em to the back Move 'em along, push 'em aside, don't get me wrong Liedertexte I love the finger snaps and the claps into the song Liedertext It's got a catch but come on man, the raps Alle We all gotta step our game up; especially these lame fucks Cashis who walk around with their chest out just tryin to be down with anybody who's left now Feat Better be down with them, huh But I dare some bitch to say somethin about, Eminem Eminem Cause I'm not in the mood to be playin around with dudes Pistol I already seen two friends get shot in the head and lay on the ground this year and, one didn't make it Poppin Proof, you are the truth Please don't let us come face to face with these boo-boo-hoo Songtexte Fake-ass tattooed havin Fif' please tell 'em right now how hard it has been Songtext for me to try and, stay out it But they just won't quit runnin their mouth Lyrics at least 'til there's a gun in it; son of a bitch! Lyric We all got shooters, yeah these days who doesn't? And as far as the snaps and claps, I wasn't Liedertexte dissin the South, that isn't what this is about I just so sick of the beef, I don't even wanna see anymore Liedertext [Chorus: Ca$his] Pistol poppin, bodies droppin, layin all around You thought it was a game, now the neighbors callin out Alle The police find that, what's that sound? While you layin on the ground with your fuckin brain out Cashis Pistol poppin, bodies droppin, layin all around You thought it was a game, now the neighbors callin out Feat The police find that, what's that sound? While you layin on the ground with your fuckin brain out