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Pistol Poppin' (Explicit) - Ca$his/Eminem (埃米纳姆)
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Cahis Cahis
Feat Eminem
Eminem
C'MON
King Mathers
Pistol poppin bodies droppin
Layin all around
You thought it was a game
Now the neighbors callin out
The police find that
What's that sound
While you layin on the ground
With your f**kin brain out
Walk through the door
With my hands on a gun
Cause niggaz 'round
Here wanna ask where I'm from
I throw up my signs
Step back and pop one
'Fore you throw up your sign if you even got one
I used to bust niggaz heads open for fun
Chase him down stomp him out
If he tried to run
I could flip packs get stacks
Big straps where it at
Slung crack real cat
You ain't never did that
Go hard no peace
I gotta keep
Chrome heat
I don't sleep
Homie I'm watched by the police
Cops out patrolling
Grab a glock 40
Sniper at the squad car
Story noting
F**k it if you want beef
Click clack wack rap
Tossed straps before
I'm out of here homie
Militant in a sense
I don't really give a sh*t
Call up Eminem
I gotta plead innocent
Pistol poppin bodies droppin
Layin all around
You thought it was a game
Now the neighbors callin out
The police find that
What's that sound
While you layin on the ground
With your f**kin brain out
Sixteenth in my sneakers
I ain't listen to my teachers
I'm the most hated ni**a alive since Jesus
Maybe in the afterlife
They'll reveal my Christ like abilities
Come back then ride on my enemies
Never been afraid of beef
Metals of my bravery
War situations got you sayin he crazy G
And emerge with the beat
I can serve anything
Especially anybody tryin to diss my team Shady
G Unit Aftermath the same thing
So if you say them punk ni**a you say me
I be in L A G
Get at me when you see me
Catch you in O C
And in the bag you'll be leaving
I ain't worried 'bout my freedom
Cause for me to get even
Is worth e'rything
It's on B B G N
I son'd you folk
I'm lookin at your pinkie
You a fake a** gangsta
What a waste of my scenery
Pistol poppin bodies droppin layin all around
You thought it was a game now the neighbors callin out
The police find that what's that sound
While you layin on the ground with your f**kin brain out
Pistol poppin bodies droppin layin all around
You thought it was a game now the neighbors callin out
The police find that what's that sound
While you layin on the ground with your f**kin brain out
Maybe I just feel like there's too many pussies in rap
Shady Ca$his we gotta push 'em to the back
Move 'em along push 'em aside
Don't get me wrong
I love the finger snaps
And the claps into the song
It's got a catch but come on man the raps
We all gotta step our game up
Especially these lame f**ks
Who walk around with their chest out
Just tryin to be down
With anybody who's left now
Better be down with them huh
But I dare some b**ch to say somethin about Eminem
Cause I'm not in the mood to be playin around with dudes
I already seen two friends get shot in the head
And lay on the ground
This year and one didn't make it
Proof you are the truth
Please don't let us come
Face to face with these boo boo hoo
Fake a** tattooed havin
Fif' please tell 'em
Right now how hard it has been
For me to try and stay out it
But they just won't quit runnin their mouth
At least 'til there's a gun in it
Son of a b**ch
We all got shooters
Yeah these days who doesn't
And as far as the snaps and claps I wasn't
Dissin the South
That isn't what this is about
I just so sick of the beef
I don't even wanna see anymore
Pistol poppin bodies droppin layin all around
You thought it was a game now the neighbors callin out
The police find that what's that sound
While you layin on the ground with your f**kin brain out
Pistol poppin bodies droppin layin all around
You thought it was a game now the neighbors callin out
The police find that what's that sound
While you layin on the ground with your f**kin brain out
