"I didn't believe a man existed who could not be stopped by the slug of .45"
This is as far as you go!
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Better take yo last breath
I got Anna on my chest
I got guns in the trunk
So you better not flex
Oh I thought that you knew that you never f*ck with me
So they better lock me up and throw away the f*cking key
I got blood on my shoes
Now your friends sing the blues
Yeah I'll put you on the news
And they haven't got a clue
That you buried six feet deep
Lay beneath the concrete
Oh you thought that you could fight
But I got weapons on me
Call me young Ted Bundy
Cause nobody can f*ckin touch me
Got this anger in my heart
Cause nobody f*cking love me
Call me young Ted Bundy
Cause nobody can f*ckin touch me
Got this anger in my heart
Cause nobody f*cking love me
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
"He's dead and another man too, his assistant
The lab is shambles"
"He too has no heart, blood, feeling"
"He knew who he hated"
"He's a corpse who walks and obeys"
"His heart is dried up, it doesn't feel, doesn't live, beat"
"He was able to hypnotize you"
"I believe he would set a match to the whole thing if he could"
"He's completely out of control"
Youngmindtrip - Wit Da .45 Lyrics
Youngmindtrip - Wit Da .45 Lyrics
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"I didn't believe a man existed who could not be stopped by the slug of .45"
This is as far as you go!
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Better take yo last breath
I got Anna on my chest
I got guns in the trunk
So you better not flex
Oh I thought that you knew that you never f*ck with me
So they better lock me up and throw away the f*cking key
I got blood on my shoes
Now your friends sing the blues
Yeah I'll put you on the news
And they haven't got a clue
That you buried six feet deep
Lay beneath the concrete
Oh you thought that you could fight
But I got weapons on me
Call me young Ted Bundy
Cause nobody can f*ckin touch me
Got this anger in my heart
Cause nobody f*cking love me
Call me young Ted Bundy
Cause nobody can f*ckin touch me
Got this anger in my heart
Cause nobody f*cking love me
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
"He's dead and another man too, his assistant
The lab is shambles"
"He too has no heart, blood, feeling"
"He knew who he hated"
"He's a corpse who walks and obeys"
"His heart is dried up, it doesn't feel, doesn't live, beat"
"He was able to hypnotize you"
"I believe he would set a match to the whole thing if he could"
"He's completely out of control"
This is as far as you go!
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Better take yo last breath
I got Anna on my chest
I got guns in the trunk
So you better not flex
Oh I thought that you knew that you never f*ck with me
So they better lock me up and throw away the f*cking key
I got blood on my shoes
Now your friends sing the blues
Yeah I'll put you on the news
And they haven't got a clue
That you buried six feet deep
Lay beneath the concrete
Oh you thought that you could fight
But I got weapons on me
Call me young Ted Bundy
Cause nobody can f*ckin touch me
Got this anger in my heart
Cause nobody f*cking love me
Call me young Ted Bundy
Cause nobody can f*ckin touch me
Got this anger in my heart
Cause nobody f*cking love me
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his f*ckin gut
"He's dead and another man too, his assistant
The lab is shambles"
"He too has no heart, blood, feeling"
"He knew who he hated"
"He's a corpse who walks and obeys"
"His heart is dried up, it doesn't feel, doesn't live, beat"
"He was able to hypnotize you"
"I believe he would set a match to the whole thing if he could"
"He's completely out of control"