Fatt Father - One Shot 2 Shot lyrics

[Intro: Fatt Father] I told y'all motherf**ers I was coming back (oh sh**) What now n***a, what now? What? Brewster Projects n***a [Hook: Eminem] 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 licking shots off [Bizarre] Security's gone, I'm trapped in the club And I'm trying to run and get my motherf**ing gun (n***a what about yo' wife?) n***a f** my wife I'm trying to run and save my motherf**ing life Oh, sh**! The shooter's coming b**hes hollering, n***as running People, shot all over the floor And I'm trying to make it to the Saint Andrew's door (Hey man) {*chk-chk-BOOM*} That's the sound of the Glock Even DJ House Shoes f**ed around and got shot I done messed around, and forget my tec I don't see nobody, but Fatt Father and Hex [Kuniva and (Eminem)] (Kuniva, you hurt?) These n***as is tripping (Where's Bizarre at?) (I don't know, man) I'm trying to slip through the exit and get to where my car is at b**hes screaming everywhere and n***as is wylin Two minutes ago we was all joking and smiling This chick is clinging on to me, sobbing and sighing Saying she didn't mean to diss me earlier and she crying But it's real and it's on and caps is getting peeled So I hugged her and used her body as a human shield and She got hit and now she's yelling (DON'T LEAVE ME!) I told her I'd be right back and the dumb b**h 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! [Hook] [Swift (Kon Artis)] (I been trying to call you all day motherf**er where you at?) I'm on 7 Mile {*gunfire*} what the f** was that? {*gunfire*} Damn, somebody hit me from the back! (What with they car?)With a gat n***a, and my tire flat {*crash*} And I just hit a pole, them n***as some hoes (Is you hit?) I don't know, but I can tell you what they drove It was a black Mitsubishi (sh**, that's the clique we beefing with) Maaaaan! (I swear) And I was on my way there Believe me, I'm leaving a carca** today And I'mma park my car and walk the rest of the way I'm in the mood to strut, my AK ain't even tucked I'mma meet you at the club, we gon' f** these hoes up! [Hook] [Eminem] I never seen no sh** like this in my life before People are still camped out from the night before Sleeping outside the door, waiting in line still Trying to get inside the club to see D12 perform The fire marshals 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 aiming for, six feet away is the door Into St. Andrew's Hall, now the strays flying all over the place Grazed one b**h 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, having 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 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 hauling a**, I think he left his wife There she is, on the ground, being trampled I go to grab her up by the damn hand, but I can't pull her {*blam*} 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 Dee, 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 Shooting it out but I can't see who he's shooting it out with But Denaun's right behind him, squeezing his four-fifth [Hook] [Kon Artis] Yo, it's Friday night, came to this b**h right Big a** on my left, hand Desert Eagle in my right I ain't come in this b**h to party, I came in this b**h to fight Although I can't stay here to fight cause I'm popping n***as tonight That's right b**hes I'm drunk with revenge Shot a bouncer in the neck for trying 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 motherf**er So one shot for the money, two is to stop the show The third's for the bartender (b**h bring me a bottle of Mo') I just wanna know who driving the black Mitsubishi? He tried to run, so Proof shot him in the knee with a three-piece [Hook]