Sunday, June 2, 2013

Lyrics: ALT The Saint - 17 Shots

Lyrics For ALT's "17 Shots" Song From His "Stone Cold World" Album.



Verse 1:
17 Shots In My Clip
I'm Rolling Through The Hood
Muthafuckas Don't Trip
Then I Saw The Liquor Store
Where They Shot Lil Joe
Hangin' Out The Window
Puffin' On Some Indo
The Owner's On His Knees
And He's Out In The Front
Cleaning Up The Blood From Little Joe
I Dropped My Blunt
All Joe Wanted
Was A Six-pack Of Bud
But The Owners Fingers Itched
Now My Homie's In The Mud
I Pulled Out My Nine
Without Even Thinkin'
Plus I Was High As A Kite
And I've Been Drinkin'
Only 3 Blocks From The Police Station
But I Pulled The Trigger 3 Times
No Hesitation
As I Sped Away
I Put The Nine At My Hip
I Only Got 14 Shots In My Clip
Now
The Cops Was On My Ass
In A Bout A Minute
It's All About A Foot Game
I Knows I'm Gonna Win It
I'm Hoppin' Over Walls
Dodging Little Dogs
And Then I Got Ghost
Like A Phantom In The Fog
I'm Hiding In The Bushes
Shitting At The Coppers
Then I Took 5 Shots
I'm Hiding From The Lights
On The Choppers
And I Know I'm Facing Death
I Made It To My Hyna's Pad
9 Shots Left

Chorus:
It's A Trip
Better Not Slip
Just A Little Story
About A Glock 9 Clip
It's A Trip
Better Not Slip
Just A Little Story
About A Glock 9 Clip

Verse 2:
I'm The Type Of Vato
That Never Had A Good Day
I Gotta Watch My Back
When I Creep Through My Hood Ey
I Woke Up In The Morning
I'm Next To My Hyna
Baby Wake Up, Yo
And Then I Got Behind Her
You Should've Seen That Ass
I Was Just About To Pound It
Then I Heard The Cops Say
"We Got The Place Surrounded
Come Out With Your Hands Up, Son"
Then I Broke The Window
With The Butt Of My Gun
I Fired At The Cops
I Used Up 4 Of My Shots
I Got The Glock 17
With The Hollow Points
Fuck These Motherfuckers
So I Spark Me Up A Joint
I Only Got 5 Shots
25 Cops
The Man With The Megaphone
Resembles My Pops
So I.. Took Him Out
With A Shot To The Chest
Stupid Motherfucker Forgot His Vest
Oh, Shit
I Better Not Slip
I Only Got 4 Shots Left In My Clip
Now
The S.W.A.T. Team Came
I Better Think Fast
Here Comes The Tear Gas
That's My Ass
I'm Out The Back
I Almost Made It
But The Cop's Black German Shepherd
Means I'm Faded
Then I Had To Think
Of My Lucky Number 7
I Shot Him 3 Times
And Sent His Ass To Doggy Heaven
Yo
Here Come The Pigs
Think Quick
I Pointed My 9
But The Gat Went Click
Then I Felt My Body Get Numb
And It's A Trip
Just A Little Story
About A Glock Nine Clip

Chorus:
It's A Trip
Better Not Slip
Just A Little Story
About A Glock 9 Clip
It's A Trip
Better Not Slip
Just A Little Story
About A Glock 9 Clip

Chorus:
It's A Trip
Better Not Slip
Just A Little Story
About A Glock 9 Clip
It's A Trip
Better Not Slip
Just A Little Story
About A Glock 9 Clip
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