Pistols

Lyrics

[Chorus: OJ Da Juiceman] Pistols, AK's, AR's and rugers That's the type of shit that'll run straight through ya Pistols, [?] choppers and revolvers That's the type of shit [?] Pistols, asalt rifals, hand guns [?] That's the type of shit [?] Pistols, [?] copper Young Juiceman [?] [Verse 1: OJ Da Juiceman] When I was 14, got my first [?] 12 shot [?] Flexin round the park, man if you try me [?] Eh, yes, and Juice been had bread My [?] I was having in the game Saved it up a little, bought myself a new thing [?] yeah Juice was pushing caine And if a nigga try me, let that baby girl sing I call her my girl, cause she stay down mane 4 cliip shawty, now we boomin off the chain Bought my first chopper, double nut drum mane A hundred round [?] clip stupid mane [Chorus: OJ Da Juiceman] Pistols, AK's, AR's and rugers That's thе type of shit that'll run straight through ya Pistols, [?] choppers and revolvеrs That's the type of shit [?] Pistols, asalt rifals, hand guns [?] That's the type of shit [?] Pistols, [?] copper Young Juiceman [?] [Verse 2: Project Pat] [?] my nigga for the [?] That's the kind of gun Project use when I'm on the creep 3 5 7, or a 44 revolver Stick up in [?] if he got a problem Robbin, robbin, hot like a desert sun Banana clip on the K, god gave me a desert gun [?] swag fast, with a bandana [?] Tony Montana Then I pull that thing at you, suckers better lay it down Blow a hole through your back, [?] the ground [?] suckers be doubting me But I can't you [?] [Chorus: OJ Da Juiceman] Pistols, AK's, AR's and rugers That's the type of shit that'll run straight through ya Pistols, [?] choppers and revolvers That's the type of shit [?] Pistols, asalt rifals, hand guns [?] That's the type of shit [?] Pistols, [?] copper Young Juiceman [?] [Verse 3: OJ Da Juiceman] Keep a handgun, I'm strapped up Kush blowing in my trap house, racked up Project Pat and Juiceman, stay with them pistols bruh AK 45, pistol with the whistle bruh Trigger finger itchen, and I'm packing missiles boy Young Juiceman, and I'm rocking with them pistols boy I just went and got me [?] And I got them stupid clips, if a nigga want some 45 chopper [?] man I'm workin Catch me in your hood, and them bullits go to serfin Niggas talk that talk, but dawg I walk that walk And [?], man I chop them off [Chorus: OJ Da Juiceman] Pistols, AK's, AR's and rugers That's the type of shit that'll run straight through ya Pistols, [?] choppers and revolvers That's the type of shit [?] Pistols, asalt rifals, hand guns [?] That's the type of shit [?] Pistols, [?] copper Young Juiceman [?]