The 2Nd Amendment

Left, left, left, right, left
 Left, left, left, right, left
 Left, left, left, right, left
 Left, left, left, right, left
 Pistol on my waist and my rifle's in the safe
 With a shotgun on the wall with lots of shells up in the case
 I got that pistol on my waist and my rifle's in the safe
 With a shotgun on the wall with lots of shells up in the case
 I got that pistol on my waist (on my waist), on my waist
 I got that pistol on my waist (on my waist), on my waist
 I got that pistol on my waist and my rifle's in the safe
 With a shotgun on the wall with lots of shells up in the case
 I got that
 Dressed in all camo, I sell guns with lots of ammo
 Got me feelin' like I'm Rambo, yeah, my flow too hot to handle, oh
 If you want some violence couple shots and then the sirens
 Man they used to run their mouth, now all I hear is silence
 Pistol packin', jaw jackin' head up on the mantle piece
 Toe taggin', body baggin', got a problem? Kill the beef
 Gettin' violent start a riot, go to war, fuck the peace
 Go insane and break the chain, rebel son, I am a beast (woo)
 Never give in, never back down, always go hard motherfucker
 Never tap out, really livin' what these fake boys won't rap 'bout
 Redneck knuckles, just in case you wanna act out
 See me in the sticks, prolly where you're never at
 Run from a fight, who me? Nah, never that
 Stomp on your face like some boots on a welcome mat
 Anybody want it, hell yeah, we can handle that
 It-it-it's my right to carry this, them AR's with extended clips
 You can't bend it if you wish, and I will show you what to kiss
 My ass, my rights, ain't nobody takin' what's mine
 My life, my pride, double dog dare a motherfucker to try
 Pistol on my waist and my rifle's in the safe
 With a shotgun on the wall with lots of shells up in the case
 I got that pistol on my waist and my rifle's in the safe
 With a shotgun on the wall with lots of shells up in the case
 I got that pistol on my waist (on my waist), on my waist
 I got that pistol on my waist (on my waist), on my waist
 I got that pistol on my waist and my rifle's in the safe
 With a shotgun on the wall with lots of shells up in the case
 I got that
 You just a bitch, and everyone knows
 Talkin' that shit, fill 'em with holes
 Tossed in the ditch, side of the road
 You don't want no smoke (no smoke)
 No, bunch of rednecks gonna whoop that ass
 I represent hillbilly white trash
 Gun on my waist, come and take my flag
 Gun to your face, watch you piss your pants
 Oh man, shoulda ran when shit hit the fan
 Whoa now, better slow down when I roll up
 Windows down 'bout to go down
 Hold up, you know you can lose your life
 Talk that shit, better walk that line
 Ain't no game, just take your name
 If you fuckin' with those stars and stripes
 No one's safe when I pop that safe
 Partner, pop you right in the face
 Okay (okay), you rang? (You rang?)
 Ain't tryna hear shit you sayin' (you sayin')
 We don't do fuck shit 'round, fuck boy
 With your old truck stuck in the mud, fuck boy
 We're rollin' past, pistol in hand
 Don't get get your shit shot up, fuck boy
 Launch a missile out that pistol
 Hit you, flip you, no more issue
 I won't miss you, brains are missin'
 You won't think that shit through, did you?
 If you got a problem, that's no problem, I can handle that
 Savage with the hands, and plus you know I keep my hand on that
 Pistol on my waist and my rifle's in the safe
 With a shotgun on the wall with lots of shells up in the case
 I got that pistol on my waist and my rifle's in the safe
 With a shotgun on the wall with lots of shells up in the case
 I got that pistol on my waist (on my waist), on my waist
 I got that pistol on my waist (on my waist), on my waist
 I got that pistol on my waist and my rifle's in the safe
 With a shotgun on the wall with lots of shells up in the case
 I got that