40 Oz. lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, n*gga! It's D12 up in this motherf*cker!
You know how we get, n*gga, we're wild in the club!
Motherf*ckers, everybody get crunk in Detroit too, n*gga!
So wild the f*ck out!

[Hook]
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (b*tch!)

[Verse 1: Bizarre]
We f*cked up!
Let us in the club!
One of y'all n*ggas gon' catch a slug (Yeah!)
I'm so drunk I could hurl for a month
Any n*gga pop sh*t go to the trunk
D12 start sh*t, n*gga, come get us
7 Mile Runyon, wild n*ggas with us
'Cause all my n*ggas is talkin' that sh*t
Ain't got no problem with smackin' no b*tch
I'll have my wife cut your throat
Blunts, gans, that's all we smoke
Wild the f*ck out, stab you with a knife
It's D12, n*gga, we ready to f*ckin' fight
[Hook]
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (b*tch!)

[Verse 2: 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 more
I just clapped three people, you're gon' be number four
If you don't back the f*ck up, and get the f*ck up off the floor
My crew is takin' over as soon as we hit the door
You hit the door, but we're comin' in and you're goin' home
Security, they can't even stop us because they know
Runyon Avenue soldiers hold us down wherever we go
Chuggin' on our 40s and holdin' our .44s
We come with toasters like we just opened savings and loans
And we don't need your brew tonight, homie, we brought our own
So grab whatever you're sippin' on and let's get it on!

[Hook]
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (b*tch!)
[Verse 3: Kuniva]
We deep as a motherf*cker, we're 'bout to get it crunk
You're just another punk in the club about to get jumped
I settle my vendettas with AK's, Berettas
We don't 'posed 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 flyin', b*tches cryin', n*ggas bleedin', you're retreatin'
Run into your car and skatin' off, we G'ing
We make example out of you, haters, runnin' your mouth
You're the reason why your peoples is pourin' they 40s out
Dirty Dozen wildin', beat n*ggas bloodied
And you're gon' have to pour out a keg for all your homies

[Hook]
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (b*tch!)

[Verse 4: Proof]
I was raised by drunks, so I became a drunk
80 Proof on this vodka, that's the name I want
I'm in the club to beef, you gotta murder me there
Only talk to a b*tch with burgundy hair
Or the aisle in the 'Vette, bumpin' Seven-Deuce
See that top on that 40, you know it's comin' loose
See me on the ave daily, be runnin' this sh*t
If your chick get loud, I G-money that b*tch
Packin' mags and clips, I'll smash your clique
Because of Proof they put the "G" in the alphabet
Smokin' weed, drinkin' Henny, Remy, and that Jimmy
Don't worry if we run out, the corner store got plenty
[Hook]
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (Guzzle it!)
Pour your 40 out! (b*tch!)