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Eminem and D12 – One Shot 2 Shot Lyrics

I told y'all mothaf***as I was comin' back 
What now n**** what now what 
You's the projects n**** 

One shot two shot three shot four shots 
All I hear is gunshots this is where the fun stops 
Bodies drop hit the floor music's off 
Parties stop, everybody hit the door someone's lickin' shots off 

You b****es is gone I'm dropped in the club 
And I'm tryna run and get my motherf***in' gun 
(N**** what about your wife) 
N**** f*** my wife I'm tryna run and save my motherf***in' life 
Oh s*** the shoot is comin' 
B****es, hoes n*****s is runnin' 
People shot all over the floor 
And I'm tryna make it to the St. Andrew's door 
That's the sound of the glock 
Even D-J House f***ed around and go shot 
I done messed around and forgot my tec 
I don't see nobody but Fab Five and Hex 
(Kuniva you aight) 
These n****s is trippin' 
(Where's Bizarre at?) 
I'm tryna slip through the exit and get to where my car is at 
B****es screamin' everywhere and n*****s is wildin' 
Two minutes ago we was all jokin' and smilin' 
This chick is clingin' onto me sobbin' and sighin' 
Sayin' she didn't mean to diss me earlier and she cryin' 
But its real and cats is gettin' killed 
So I hugged her and used her body as a human shield 
And she got hit now she yellin' 
(Don't leave me!) 
I told her I'd be right back and the dumb b**** believed me 
I squeezed through the back door and made my escape 
I ran and got my 38 I hope its not to late 


(N**** I been tryna call you all day motherf***er where you at?) 
I'm on seven mile what the f*** was that 
Damn somebody hit me from the back 
(With they car?) 
With a gat n***** and my tire is flat 
And I just hit a pole, them n*****s some hoes 
(Is you hit?) 
I don't know but I can tell you what they drove 
It was a black Mitsubishi 
(S*** that's the clique we beefin' wit I swear) 
Man and I was on my way there 
Believe me I'm leavin' a carcus today 
I'm a park my car and walk the rest of the way 
I'm in the mood to strut, my A-K ain't even tuck 
I'm a meet you at the club we goin' f*** these hoes up 


I never seen no s*** like this is my life before 
People will still camp out from the night before 
Sleepin' outside the door waitin' in line 
Still tryna get inside the club to see D12 perform 
The fire marshals no, the venue's too small 
People are wall to wall three thousand and some odd vans 
And some come walk from out the parkin' lot 
Get into an argument over a parkin' spot 
He's about to pull his gun out and let's a few of 'em off 
Missed who he's aimin' for six feet away's the door 
In St. Andrew's hall not a stray slidin' all over the place 
Sprays one b**** 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 by the bar havin' a Mozeltoff 
Bullet wizzed right by my ear damn near shot it off 
Thank god I'm alive I gotta find Denaun 
And where the f*** is Von he usually tucks one on him 
Wait a minute I think I just saw Bizarre 
Nah I guess not, what the f*** oh my god it was 
I never saw him run so fast in my life 
Look at him haulin' a** I think he left his wife 
There she is on the ground bein' trampled 
I go to grab her up by the damn hand and I can't pull her 
God damn there just went another damn bullet I'm hit 
My vest is barely able to handle it, its to thin 
If I get hit again I can't do it, I scoop deep 
Follow Bizarre's path and 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 


It's Friday night came to this b**** right 
Big a** to my left and Desert Eagle to my right 
I ain't come in this b**** to party I came in this b**** to fight 
Although I can't stay here to fight 'cause I'm poppin' n****s tonight 
That's right b****es I'm drunk with revenge 
Shot a bouncer in the neck for tryna check when I get in 
Swift told me to meet him here so its clear that this f***er
Shoot out the back of his truck goes up in this motherf***er 
So one shot for the money two's to stop the show 
Third's for the bartender there's plenty of shots to go 
(I just wanna know who's drivin' a black Mitsubishi) 
He tried to run so Proof shot him in the knee wit a three piece 


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