ShotGun Blaze Ya Dead Homie (Ft. Anybody Killa & Esham)

(Chorus)
Err'ybody get your
Shotgun, shotgun double barreled sawed off
Stay strapped homie this shit is about to pop off
Me I be a G from way back in the day
With that I don't give a f**k about your set, type mentality

(Blaze)
I'll shoot you in the day, like my heater stay on toast
And Grundy build a casket for you as soon as you a ghost
I got an itchy trigger finger and I'm scratching like a DJ
15 shells in my pocket, who wanna see me
Khakis stay on fold, brew ice-cold
And my homeboy rapping to a chicken that he know
Here come a car up the street, rolling real slow
With a wannabe, baby G, hanging out the window
Looking close, like he knows me
F**k set!, Buck shots splattered his ass all over his homies upholstery
Trying to play me closely, but my approach be
Buck'em all till they fall with my shotgun

(Chorus 2x)
Shotgun, shotgun double barreled sawed off
Stay strapped homie this shit is about to pop off
Me I be a G from way back in the day
With that I don't give a f**k about your set, type mentality