Shots 2 Da Double Clock Lyrics

Shots 2 Da Double Clock lyrics

Ooooooooooooo....killa(x2)



If you're down to glide and slide on the
Clair, then let's ride

Tony Tone roll with Bone on the dark side

But
when you come just bring your guns witcha

If your a busta niggas gone have
fun witcha

So nigga don't get me wrong, my niggas

Swang them thangs,
bang some brains

Slangin' yayo, it all remains the same



Step
and you'll catch some buck shots

Murder one on the Clair my glock
glock

Mo thugs whats up nigga get dropped

Put 'em in the mud, pop
and I can't stop now

Nigga that I thug wit' kill

Pop to tha chest
how does it feel

And nigga we peel caps

Pap, fit to get your wig
cracked back

Killin' I'm buckin em down, I wish ya would

Try to get
some, redrum, bitch

Nigga don't test my hood



A first degree
murderin' wig splitta, grave digga

Diggin' a ditch, puttin' a bitch

And them snitches in the pit, so don't fuck with

Them niggas off the 9
9

The foundation of niggas commitin' a crime is murderin' every time

Nigga beware cuz here come the Clair

Mobbin' like them soldiers

Watch me fold ya

For actin' like somebody never told ya

So off
we go, to the bloody row

Tryin' to blood some souls, with that nine
shot

Givin' props to the double glock



Pump pump when I let
my shell down

Hit a nick nack gimmee the goodies and nigga me dash

Ya reach for the gauge and mash

Yell out 187 and blast

Nigga
don't test nuts your luck's fucked

You feelin' up right for the bone
yard

Thuggin' off with the graveyard shift

Then comin' up blow your
whole card, bitch

Scandalous niggas, dwellin' the Clair be servin' them
chop chop's

We rippin' them guts wi