Lyrics One Shot 2 Shot - Eminem, D12

One Shot 2 Shot - Eminem, D12
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song One Shot 2 Shot, artist - Eminem. Album song Encore, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.11.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Aftermath Entertainment, Interscope
Song language: English

One Shot 2 Shot

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, party stops
Everybody hit the door, somebody’s lickin shots off
Security’s gone, I’m trapped in the club
And I’m tryin to run and get my motherfuckin gun
(Nigga what about yo’wife?) Nigga fuck my wife
I’m tryin to run and save my motherfuckin life
Oh, shit!
The shooter’s comin
Bitches hollerin, niggaz runnin
People, shot all over the floor
And I’m tryin to make it to the St. Andrew’s door
That’s the sound of the glock
Even DJ Houseshoes fucked around and got shot
I done messed around, and forget my tec
I don’t see nobody, but Fat Five and Hex
Kuniva you aight?
These niggaz is trippin
Where’s Bizarre at?
I’m tryin to slip through the exit and get to where my car is at Bitches screamin everywhere and niggaz is whylin
Two minutes ago we was all jokin and smilin
This chick is clingin on to 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 caps is gettin peeled
So I hugged her and used her body as a human shield and
She got hit and now she’s yellin
I told her I’d be right back and the dumb bitch believed me I squeezed through the back door and made my escape
I ran and got my .38 I hope it’s not too late!
I been tryin to call you all day motherfucker where you at?
I’m on 7 Mile what the fuck was that?
Damn, somebody hit me from the back!
What with they car?
With a gat nigga, and my tire flat
And I just hit a pole, them niggaz some hoes
Is you hit?
I don’t know, but I can tell you what they drove
It was a black Mitsubishi
Shit, that’s the click we beefin with
Maaaaan!
I swear
And I was on my way there
Believe me, I’m leavin a carcass today
And I’ma park my car and walk the rest of the way
I’m in the mood to strut, my AK ain’t even tucked
I’ma meet you at the club, we gon’fuck these hoes up!
I never seen no shit like this in my life before
People are still camped out from the night before
Sleepin outside the door, waitin in line still
tryin to get inside the club to see D-12 perform
The fire marshalls know, the venue’s too small
People are wall to wall, three thousand and some odd
fans and some cumwad from out the parking lot
Gets in an argument over a parking spot
Decides to pull his gun and lets a few of them off
Missed who he’s aimin for, six feet away is the door
into St. Andrew’s Hall, now the strays flyin all over the place
Grazed 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 at the bar, havin a mazeltov
Bullet whizzed 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, but I can’t pull her
God damn, there just went another damn bullet
I’m hit, my vest is barely able to handle it It’s too thin, if I get hit again I can’t do it
I scoop D, follow Bizarre’s path, 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
Yo, it’s a Friday night, came to this bitch right
Big ass on my left, hand Desert Eagle in my right
I ain’t come in this bitch to party, I came in this bitch to fight
Although I can’t stay here to fight cause I’m poppin niggaz tonight
That’s right bitches I’m drunk with revenge
Shot a bouncer in the neck for tryin to check when I get in Swift told me to meet him here, so it’s clear that the schmuck
that shot out the back of his truck is up in this motherfucker
So one shot for the money, two is to stop the show
The third’s for the bartender (bitch bring me a bottle of Mo')
I just wanna know who drivin the black Mitsubishi?
He tried to run, so Proof shot him in the knee with a three-piece

Share lyrics:

Write what you think about the lyrics!

Other songs of the artist:

NameYear
Mockingbird 2004
Smack That ft. Eminem 2006
My Band 2003
The Real Slim Shady 2004
Lose Yourself 2004
American Psycho II (feat. B Real of Cypress Hill) ft. B Real 2008
Without Me 2009
Superman ft. Dina Rae 2001
Love The Way You Lie ft. Rihanna 2010
When The Music Stops ft. D12 2001
Not Afraid 2010
Fight Music 2021
The Monster ft. Rihanna 2012
Keep Talkin' 2003
You Don't Know ft. 50 Cent, Cashis, Lloyd Banks 2005
American Psycho II ft. B-Real 2003
Purple Pills 2021
Stan ft. Dido 2004
'Till I Collapse ft. Nate Dogg 2001
How Come 2003

Artist lyrics: Eminem
Artist lyrics: D12