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Pistol Feat. T.I. Lyrics

hook (x2)
pullin out that pistol nigga (x3)
who you think you fixin to scare
nigga what you fixin to do?
I can pull the trigger to
yo this gun right here will have pissin in your underwear


yo im from philly where niggas poppin pistols at
tims, dickie suits, big beards, and admit you had
I can get you pills wet serve, I can get you smack
crack weed whatever you need I can get you that
if you a hustla I can hit you with a pack
If you rat hit you with the gat like bra-da-dat
my hit where the biscuit at
yeah I stay stri-di-dapped
if you clap your biscuit at me, ima clap my biscuit back

hook (x2)

I had a lot of hits
its like I did it once, did it twice
then I did it again but J records couldn’t get it right
I don’t want no record deal
all the labels is just alike
if im independent I can give the streets the shit they like
everything I did was raw
but them niggas couldn’t whip it right
look if you cant cook it up you wont be able to flip it right
ima whip my own shit and then see what the flip is like
im on the grind all the time cause im tryna get rich, alright
crack game, rap game, both the games is just alike
going in the kitchen like going in the booth to whip the mic
if I make a hit its like find a couple bricks of white
they call me the hustla cause im tryna get rich alright

hook (x2)

yeah my nikes all white
I bought a couple hundred pair
and my tee shirt all white
yeah that’s what the hustlas wear
ima hustla till I die
I don’t even fuckin care
cause im worth a couple mille
it used to be a hundred there
yo I keep the pistol between my jeans and underwear
if the police knew the shit I did I get a hundred years
only one I fear is god
i never been fucking scared
if your vest is Teflon ima shoot your fucking head
ima grind until I die, hustle till im fucking dead
yup ima hustla
all im bout is touching bread
I just bought another crib
you living in your mother’s crib
what you fixin to do with that?
I’ve never been fucking scared

hook (x2)

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