Layzie Bone - Judged By 12 | Текст песни

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• Judged By 12

Ya, whats happenin? I'd rather be judged by 12, than carried by 6 (Yall mothafuckas wanna take me out of my mothafuckin business, nigga got on diamonds and shit. Fuck yall, fuck yall!)

-Layzie Bone-Chorus-
I'd rather be judged by twelve, then carried by 6/ Fuckin with the jury not no Paul Bearers, man I'm tellin you thats bullshit/ I'd rather be judged by twelve, then carried by 6/ Thats why I carry this full clip, hollow point tips, ready to do this/ I'd rather be judged by twelve, then carried by 6/ Fuckin with the jury not no Paul Bearers, man I'm tellin you thats bullshit/ I'd rather be judged by twelve, then carried by 6/ Thats why I carry the full clip, hollow point tips, ready to do this

-Layzie Bone-
Everywhere I look, everywhere I turn, Niggas talkin bout death/ Like a nigga can't dream of nothin else, but a lil bit of wealth/ Tryin to help they self, and I really can't blame you, cause I do the same too/ Man do what you gotta do/ But what imma do is keep protectin my cheddar fool/ Aint none of yall niggas do it betta, ohhh/ And im ahead of you and yall hate it, only the real thugs keepin it raw/ Livin that street life, grippin that heat tight/ Nigga imma let it fool round and get war/ Niggas is plottin that 2-11, thats why I got heat for armageddon/ Picture Lay on his knees and i'm beggin, nigga betta shoot me and send me to heaven/ Fuck all the drama, imma just blast, hollow point tips off in that ass/ Tha slicka the nigga, thats pullin the trigga is the nigga thats standin up last/ Countin this cash, still doin this mash/ Blowin much weed as we watch you bleed/ Nigga got killed fo the love of the cheese/ Now you cant do shit cause your 6 feet deep/ Fuckin around with lay Is a game you shouldnt play/ Even myself i could die today/ I could lie, but hey it aint worth it, shit, aint none of us here to stay/ So nigga Imma hold my ground, and imma lace my boots/ So when its time to shoot, then thats it/ Screamin out Mo Thug in this bitch, Mo Mo Mo Thug in this bitch

-Layzie Bone-Chorus-
I'd rather be judged by twelve, then carried by 6/ Fuckin with the jury not no Paul Bearers, man I'm tellin you thats bullshit/ I'd rather be judged by twelve, then carried by 6/ Thats why I carry a full clip, hollow point tips, ready to do this/ I'd rather be judged by twelve, then carried by 6/ Fuckin with the jury not no Paul Bearers, man I'm tellin you thats bullshit/ I'd rather be judged by twelve, then carried by 6/ Thats why I carry a full clip, hollow point tips, ready to do this

-Layzie Bone-
I had a bad dream, that I see myself dyin' lookin for somebody that I couldn't find/ Is it really real? Or all in my mind? But I woke in a cold sweat, drippin crime/ Is it my time? As I step to the bathroom, wash my face and I look in the mirror/ Old man in the mirror, aww shit am I really seein shit this much more clearer?/ Or did I just fear the shit that I did in the past? Just threw my llell and whoop a lil ass/ Everyother day, nigga had to blast/ So as my past comin back to haunt me Oh no, I never did mean to sin/ And I got this funny feelin that its all comin to an end/ Off in the wind and I'm blendin in, cause if its my time than I got to go/ And I got my heat when I'm in the streets and (No) I'm keepin my heat when I'm at a show/ (So) Livin life to the fullest, growin up like bullets poppin out of pistols/ Nigga don't PH me, nigga don't make me make this motherfucker whistle, bet I won't miss ya/ Infrared hit ya, put a red beam between ya eye/ When ya fuckin with Mo!, ya die, even if I do some times

-Layzie Bone-Chorus-
I'd rather be judged by twelve, then carried by 6/ Fuckin with the jury not no Paul Bearers, man I'm tellin you thats bullshit/ I'd rather be judged by twelve, then carried by 6/ Thats why I empty the full clip, hollow point tips, ready to do this/ I'd rather be judged by twelve, then carried by 6/ Fuckin with the jury not no Paul

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