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12
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Hip-Hop/Rap
12 was released on November 30, 2010 by RBC Records as a part of the album King of Diamonds
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Release DateNovember 30, 2010
LabelRBC Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Composer

Lyrics

12, 12, 12, 12
12, 12, 12, 12
12, 12, 12, 12
12, 12, 12, 12
There go 12, my ****, you better bail, my ****
Can't be locked down in no motherfuckin' cell, my ****
You better run, my ****, 'cause here they come, my ****
Hide your bomb and your motherfuckin' gun, my ****
There go 12, my ****, you better bail, my ****
Can't be locked down in no motherfuckin' cell, my ****
You better run, my ****, 'cause here they come, my ****
Hide your bomb and your motherfuckin' gun, my ****
Orange suit, shower, shoes, jailhouse tattoos
I keep money on my book, I live the life of a crook
Ain't no sunshine, ****, I'm just doin' my time
When I touch down on the block, I'm poppin' bottles of wine
Gucci Mane, I'm a motherfuckin' G
I'm looking out for 12 'cause they lookin' out for me
And if I see them crackers, then a **** gotta skeet
Can't let them pussy boys play a **** off the street
And plus a **** gotta pack a fat gun, if he tote a crack bomb
Never caught a dope case? Don't try to catch one
First one to skeet on my feet, be them air force ones
Running like a slave in them days of the hot sun
You gon' get locked up, you froze up, they rolled up
Popped and got hit with that billy club, it's swole up
Mama mad as hell 'cause she gotta bail your tail out
Tired of the stress, so she put your stupid ass out
Back doing the same thing, sellin' crack cocaine
Police know your name, but you just won't lay low, man
It's a dirty game when you slangin' them birdies
Got caught with a brick, and they hit the trick with 30
Probably gon' do ten but a dub on that paper, man
Trappin' in Decatur better run from them haters, man (12, 12)
You better run from them haters, man (12, 12)
Better run from them haters, man
There go 12, my ****, you better bail, my ****
Can't be locked down in no motherfuckin' cell, my ****
You better run, my ****, 'cause here they come, my ****
Hide your bomb and your motherfuckin' gun, my ****
There go 12, my ****, you better bail, my ****
Can't be locked down in no motherfuckin' cell, my ****
You better run, my ****, 'cause here they come, my ****
Hide your bomb and your motherfuckin' gun, my ****
The police, DCPD the crime rate gone increase
And if I'm rusty brave, bring your Glock and leave your pepper spray
A paddy wagon full of yay, is you asking where I stay?
Getting paid off the money from a drug raid
Idolized by the innocent American youth
I'm with these billy clubs, big gats and them bulletproofs
That's why these cop killer bullets in my clip
I'm infiltratin' your vest and drawing some smiley faces on your chest
911 in my community is a waste of time
They don't prevent the shit, but come when you commit the crime
Then put a flag on a casket when a pig drops
What about my boy who got popped by that corrupt cop?
We got the right, to get our ass whopped on sight
Policeman by day, a fucking Klans-man by night
I'm shooting birds at your ass standin' on the corner
Fuck dodging 12, let's just go waitin' on 'em
There go 12, my ****, you better bail, my ****
Can't be locked down in no motherfuckin' cell, my ****
You better run, my ****, 'cause here they come, my ****
Hide your bomb and your motherfuckin' gun, my ****
There go 12, my ****, you better bail, my ****
Can't be locked down in no motherfuckin' cell, my ****
You better run, my ****, 'cause here they come, my ****
Hide your bomb and your motherfuckin' gun, my ****
Written by: Radric Delantic Davis
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