Pour Your 40 Out Song Lyrics Artist D12

>> Chorus:
Pour your 40 out

{8x}
Bitch!!!

{Bizzare}
We fucked up,

Let us in the club

One of y'all n|ggas gon' catch a slug,

I'm so drunk I could hurl for a month

Any n|gga poppin ****,
go to the trunk

D12 start ****,
n|gga come get us,

7 Mile Runyan,
wild n|ggas wit us,

Cause all my n|ggas is talkin' that ****

Ain't got no problem,
with smackin no bitch

I'll have my wife,
cut your throat

Blunts,
gans,
that's all we smoke
Wild the **** out,
stab you with a knife,

It's D12 n|gga,
we ready to fuckin' fight

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{Eminem}
Who tryin' to be the first one to catch this plate in the throat!
You know the po-po don't let me hold them toasters no mo'
I just cut three people,
you gon' be number four
If you don't back the **** up,
and get the **** up off the flo'

My crew is takin over as soon as we hit the do'
You hit the door then we comin' in and you goin' home

Security that can't even stop us because they know,

Runyan Avenue soldiers hold it down wherever we go

Suckin on our 40's and holdin up
44's

We come with toasters like we just opened saving's and loans

And we don't need your brew tonight homie we brought our own

So grab whatever you sippin on and let's get it on!!!!

>> Chorus:

{Kuniva}
We deep as a ***,
we 'bout to get it crunk
you just another punk in the club about to get jumped
I settle my vendettas with AK's,
Berettas
We dont supposed to be in here with our weapons but still they let us

Switchblade,
brass knuckles,
nickel plated belt buckle

Broken beer bottles,
when we walk in you can smell trouble

Elbows flying,
n|ggas crying,
n|ggas bleeding,
you retreating

Run into your car and skatin off,
We G'ing
We make example out of you haters runnin' your mouth

You the reason why your peoples is pourin they 40z out

Dirty Dozen whiling,
beat n|ggas bloodied

And you gon' have to pour out a keg for all your homies

>> Chorus:

{Proof}
I was raised by drunks,
so I became a drunk

80 Proof for this rocker,
that's the name I want

I'm in the club to beef,
you gotta murder me then
Only talk to a bitch with burgundy hair

Or the aisle in the back,
bump a seven deuce

See that top on that 40,
you know it's comin' loose

See me on the Av
daily,
we runnin' this ****

If your chick get loud,
I g-money that bitch

Packin mags and clips,
I'll smash your clique

Because of Proof they put the "G" in the alphabet

Smoking weed,
drinking henny,
remy,
in that jimmy
Don't worry if we run out the corner store got plenty

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