Lyrics:
12 Chairs

just to show up and leave, no one succeeds So he moves with his peers, different blocks, different years Sittin on, different benches like it's musical chairs

in the towel Gangsta, and you know it, fuck it take them hoes to trial (Nigga we dont cop no pleas pussy, nigga our money right, lawyers paid. p12 nigga

similar to airbags, whereas, This hairpin, trigga' split a hair in half. Body bags, fishy like herring, When I'm airin', tear a chair in half. Watchin

no 2-5 casualties, man, that's what I'm sayin', I want us to get in, and get the fuck out... [Tragedy Khadafi] From 41-12, to the U.S.A. building

the fuck y'all comin' for? Get the fuck away from my door, we got big guns in here Coke over there with blue bag and E pills stashed under the chair

over there!) And me don't know where You've been (I've been counting) But it really doesn't matter Grab a chair and fill your platter And dig, dig, dig

, Julius will pepper the beef Nick Javas Put the season on it but Jennings steadily beats the best of the DB's to get him his TD's 12 on the year like

m for real, it ain't no quirk My love is lurkin' the way a rapist would lurk In a bush, or a car park in town I bought you this necklace, it cost me 12

You were more than just a bunch of rowdy friends of mine You made leaving home Not as hard to bare Yeah we swore we'd stick together Till we were in rocking chairs