50 Cent - One Shot 2 Shot

I told ya'll mothaf**** I was comin back
Right now nigga righ now what
You's the projects nigga

One shot two shot three shots four shots
All I hear is gunshots
this is where the fun stops
Bodies drop hit the floor music's off
Parties stop, everybody hit the door
someone's lickin shots off

You b***** is gone I'm dropped in the club
And I'm tryna run and get my mothafuckin gun
(Nigga what about your wife)
Nigga f*** my wife I'm tryna run
and save my mothafuckin life
Oh shit, the shooter's comin'
B****, hoes niggas is runnin
People shot all over the floor
And I'm tryna make it to the St. Andrew's door
Thats the sound of the glock
Even DJ House fucked around and got shot
I done messed around and forgot my tec
I don't see nobody but Fab Five and Hex

(Kuniva you aight)
These niggas is trippin'
(Where's Bizarre at?)
I'm tryna slip through the exit
and get to where my car is at
B**** screamin everywhere and niggas is wildin'
Two minutes ago we was all
jokin and smilin
This chick is clingin onto me sobbin and sighin
Sayin she didn't mean
to diss me earlier and she cryin
But it's real and it's on and cats is gettin killed
So I hugged her
and used her body as a human shield
And she got hit now she yellin
(Don't leave me!)
I told her I'd be right back
and the dumb b**** believed me
I squeezed through the back door and made my escape
I ran and got my 38 I hope its not to late
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One shot two shot three shots four shots
All I hear is gunshots
this is where the fun stops
Bodies drop hit the floor music's off
Parties stop, everybody hit the door
someone's lickin shots off

(Nigga I been tryna call you all day
mo****** where you at?)
I'm on seven mile what the fuck was that
Damn somebody hit me from the back
(With they car?)
With a gat nigga and my tire is flat
And I just hit a pole, them niggas some hoes
(Is you hit?)
Iono
but I can tell you what they drove
It was a black Mitsubishi
(Shit thats the clique we beefin with
I swear)
Man and I was on my way there
Believe me I'm leavin a carcus today
I'ma park my car and walk the rest of the way
I'm in the mood to strut,
my AK ain't even tuck
I'ma meet you at the club we gon' fuck these hoes up One shot two shot three shots four shots
All I hear is gunshots
this is where the fun stops
Bodies drop hit the floor music's off
Parties stop, everybody hit the door
someone's lickin shots off

I never seen no shit like this is my life before
People are still camped out
from the night before
Sleepin outside the door waitin in line
Still tryna get inside the club
to see D12 perform
The fire marshalls no, the venue's too small
People are wall to wall three thousand
and some odd vans
And some cum wad from out the parkin lot
Get into an argument over a parkin spot
He decides to pull his gun out
and let's a few of 'em off
Missed who he's aimin for six feet away's the door
In St. Andrew's hall not a stray
slidin all over the place
Sprays one bitch in the face
another one of 'em came through the wall
Before anyone could even hear the first shot go off
I'm posted up by the bar havin a Mozeltoff
Bullet wizzed right by my ear damn near shot it off
Thank god I'm alive I gotta find Denaun
And where the fuck is Von he usually tucks one on him
Wait a minute I think I just saw Bizarre
Nah I guess not, what the fuck oh my god it was
I never saw him run so fast in my life
Look at him haulin ass
I think he left his wife
There she is on the ground bein trampled
I go to grab her up by the damn hand
and I can't pull her
God damn there just went another damn bullet I'm hit
My vest is barely able to handle it, its to thin
If I get hit again
I can't do it, I scoop deep
Follow Bizarre's path and ran through it
And made it to the front door
and collapsed on the steps
Looked up and I seen Swift shootin it out
But I can't see who he's shootin it out with
But Denaun's right behind him squeezin his four fifth

One shot two shot three shots four shots
All I hear is gunshots
this is where the fun stops
Bodies drop hit the floor music's off
Parties stop, everybody hit the door
someone's lickin shots off

It's Friday night came to this b*** right
Big ass to my left
and Desert Eagle to my right
I ain't come in this b*** to party
I came in this b*** to fight
Although I can't stay here to fight
cuz I'm poppin niggas tonight
Thats right b**** I'm drunk with revenge
Shot a bouncer in the neck
for tryna check
when I get in
Swift told me to meet him here
so its clear that this fucka
Shoot out the back of his truck goes up in this mo**
So one shot for the money
two's to stop the show
Third's for the bartender there's plenty of shots to go
(I just wanna know
who's drivin a black Mitsubishi)
He tried to run so Proof shot him in the knee
wit a three piece

One shot two shot three shots four shots
All I hear is gunshots
this is where the fun stops
Bodies drop hit the floor music's off
Parties stop, everybody hit the door
someone's lickin shots off