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Tinctura Anatomica - Premium Selfmade Gin: ----------------------------------------------------- Lyrics: I pack a pistol in my pocket, ready If you kill me Young motherfucker pull the trigger If you kill me You got a pistol motherfucker better kill me You can never take the life of a real G I pack a pistol in my pocket, ready If you kill me Young motherfucker pull the trigger If you kill me You got a pistol motherfucker better kill me You can never take the life of a real G I'm up before sunrise first to hit the block Lil' bad motherfucker with a pocket full of rocks Learned to throw them thangs, get my skinny lil' ass kicked Niggaz laughed, til the first motherfucker got blas-ted I put the nigga in his casket and now they covering the bastard in plastic I smoke blunts on the regular fuck when it counts Tryin to make a million dollars out a quarter ounce Gettin ghost on the five-oh, fuck them hoes Got a forty-five screamin out surviv-al Hey nigga can I lay low, cook some ya-yo and holla five-oj when I say so Don't wanna go to the pen, I'm hittin fences NARC's on a nigga back missin me by inches And they say how do you survive, weighin one-fifty-five in the city where the little niggaz die I pack a pistol in my pocket, ready If you kill me Young motherfucker pull the trigger If you kill me You got a pistol motherfucker better kill me You can never take the life of a real G I pack a pistol in my pocket, ready If you kill me Young motherfucker pull the trigger If you kill me You got a pistol motherfucker better kill me You can never take the life of a real G Still on parole and I'm the first nigga servin Pour some liquor on the curb, for my homies that deserve it If I wanna make a million, gotta stay dealin Kinda boomin round the way, think today I make a killin Dressin down like I'm dirty, but only on the block just a clever disguise, to keep me runnin from the cops Gettin high I think I'll die if I don't get no ends I'm in a bucket but I'm ridin it like it's a Benz I hit the strip I let my music buck drinkin liquor and I'm lookin for a bitch to fuck Rather die makin money, than live poor and legal as I slang another ounce, I wish it was a kilo I need money in a major way Time to fuck my girl, she gettin paid today, ha hah ha I live Thug Life and let the money come to me Cause they can never take the game from a young G I pack a pistol in my pocket, ready on my Glock Ain't no time for a nigga to even cock shit I done seen a motherfucker peep pain at point blank range cause he slept on the game Ain't a damn thing changed, they shakin the dice Now roll em if you can't stand pain better hold em Cause ain't no tellin what ya might roll You might fold catch AIDS from a slight cold You better live ya life to the fullest Be quick to kill a bull got a pistol motherfucker better pull it And even if they kill me They can never take the life of a young G I pack a pistol in my pocket, ready If you kill me Young motherfucker pull the trigger If you kill me You got a pistol motherfucker better kill me You can never take the life of a real G I pack a pistol in my pocket, ready If you kill me Young motherfucker pull the trigger If you kill me You got a pistol motherfucker better kill me You can never take the life of a real G - How many must die, before you are satisfied? -
