40 Oz (Avram Bass Mix)

[Intro (background "WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!")]
Yeah [bad word]  It's D12 up in this [bad word] 
You know how we get [bad word] we wild in the club [bad word]  everybody get crunk in Detroit too [bad word] 
So wile the [bad word] out!

[Chorus]
Pour your 40 out. (Guzzle It) [8x] [bad word] !!

[Bizzare]
We [bad word] up,
Let us in the club.
One of y'all niggas gon' catch a slug, (Yeah)
I'm so drunk I could hurl for a month.
Any [bad word] pop [bad word]  go to the trunk.
D12 start [bad word]  [bad word] come get us,
7 Mile Runyan, wild niggas wit us,
Cause all my niggas is talkin' that [bad word] 
Ain't got no problem, with smackin no [bad word] 
I'll have my wife, cut your throat.
Blunts, gans, that's all we smoke
Wild the [bad word] out, stab you with a knife,
It's D12 [bad word]  we ready to [bad word]  fight.

[Chorus]

Biiitch
[Eminem]
Who tryin' to be the first one to catch this blade in the throat!
You know the po-po don't let me hold them toasters no mo'
I just cut three people, you gon' be number four
If you don't back the [bad word] up, and get the [bad word] up off the flo'.
My crew is takin over as soon as we hit the do'
You hit the door then we comin' in and you goin' home.
Security that can't even stop us because they know,
Runyan Avenue soldiers hold it down wherever we go.
Suckin on our 40's and holdin up .44's.
We come with toasters like we just opened saving's and loans.
And we don't need your brew tonight homie we brought our own.
So grab whatever you sippin on and let's get it on!!!!

[Chorus]

[Kuniva]
We deep as a [bad word]  we 'bout to get it crunk
You just another punk in the club about to get jumped
I settle my vendettas with AK's, Berettas
We dont supposed to be in here with our weapons but still they let us.
Switchblade, brass knuckles, nickel plated belt buckle.
Broken beer bottles, when we walk in you can smell trouble.
Elbows flying, niggas crying, niggas bleeding, you retreating.
Run into your car and skatin off, We G'ing
We make example out of you haters runnin' your mouth.
You the reason why your peoples is pourin they 40z out.
Dirty Dozen whiling, beat niggas bloodied.
And you gon' have to pour out a keg for all your homies.

[Chorus]

Biiitch
[Proof]
I was raised by drunks, so I became a drunk.
80 Proof for this rocker, that's the name I want.
I'm in the club to beef, you gotta murder me then
Only talk to a [bad word] with burgundy hair.
Or the aisle in the back, bump a seven deuce.
See that top on that 40, you know it's comin' loose.
See me on the Av. daily, we runnin' this [bad word] 
If your chick get loud, I g-money that [bad word] 
Packin mags and clips, I'll smash your clique.
Because of Proof they put the "G" in the alphabet.
Smoking weed, drinking henny, remy, in that jimmy
Don't worry if we run out the corner store got plenty.

[Chorus]