Lyrics:

I told yall mother fuckers I was comin back. what now nigga? what now?)



-Corus-

1 shot, 2 shot, 3 shots, 4 shots

All I hear is gun shots

This is where the fun stops

Bodies drop, hit the floor

Musics off, party stops

Everybody hit the door

Somebody is clickin shots now





All my niggas is gone

I'm dropped in the club

And I'm tryin to run, get my mother fuckin gun

(Nigga what about your wife?)

Nigga fuck my wife

I am tryin to run to save my mother fuckin life

Oh shit, the shooter is comin

Bitches hollerin, niggas runnin

People shot all over the floor

And I am tryin to make it to the st. Andrews door

thats tha sound of the glock

Even DJ House you fucked around and got shot

I'd done messed around and forgot my tec

I dont see nobody but five fives and heads



(Kuniva you alright, where's Bizarre at? I dunno man.)



These niggas is trippin

I am tryin to slip through the exit and get to were my car is at

Bitches screamin everywhere and niggas is wildin

Two minutes ago we was on, jokin and smilin

This chick is clinkin on to me sobbin and sighin

Said she didn't mean to diss me earlier, she cryin

But it's real and it's on and caps is gettin peeled

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 bitch beleived me

I squezed through the back door and made my escape

I ran and got my .38 I hope it's not too late.



Corus x1



(I've been caught callin you all day, mother fucker, were the fuck you at?)

I am on 7 mile, what the fuck was that

Damn someone hit me from the back

(With their car?)

Wit their gat nigga and my tire flat

And I just hit a pole

Them niggas some hoes

(Is you hit?)

I dunno but I can tell you what they drove

It was a black mitsubishi

(Shit thats the cliche we beefin wit.)

Maaan, and I was on my way there

Beleive me, I'm leavin the carcas today

And I'm gonna park my car, and walk the rest of the way

I'm in the mood to strut

My AK ain't even tucked

I gonna meet you at the club

We gonna fuck these hoes up



corus x1



I've never seen no shit like this in my life before

People are still pamped out from the night before

Sleepin outside the door

Waitin in line, still tryin to get inside the club

To see d12 perform

The fire marshalls know, the venue is too small

People are wall to wall

Three thousand and some odd fans

And some come wide from out the parkin lot

Gettin into a argument over a parkin spot

Decides to pull his gun out and lets a few of them off

Missed who he was aimin for

Six feets away the door

In the St. Andrews hall

Now the strays flyin all over the place

Grazed one bitch in the face

Another one of them came through the wall

Before anyone could ever hear the first shot go off

I'm posted up at the bar havin a mazel-tov

Bullet wizzed right by my ear damn near shot it off

Thank god I'm alive

I gotta find a .9

And were the fuck is Kon

He usually ducks one on

And, wait a minute, I think I just saw Bizarre

Naw 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 being trampled

I go grab her up by the damn hands, but I cant pull her

God damn there just went another damn bullet

I'm hit, my vest barely able to handle it

It's too thin, if I get hit again I cant do it

I scooped dee, follow bizzare's path, ran through with it

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 is shootin it out with

But Denaun is right behind and squeezin this poor bitch.



corus x1



It's another friday night, came to this bitch right

Big ass to my left, hand desert-eagle in my right

I ain't came in this bitch 2 party, I came in this bitch to fight

Althought I can't stay here and fight cause they poppin niggas tonite

Thats right bitches I am drunk with revenge

Shot a box in the neck for tryin to check when I get in

We told him to meet him here, so it's clear, that the smuck

That shot out the back of his truck

Is up in this mother fucker

So 1 shot for the money, 2 is to stop the show

Hoes go to the bartender 'bitch bring me your platinum and go'

(I just wanna know who drivin' a black mitsubishi!?)

He tried to run except Proof

Shot him the knee with his three piece.



corus x1