| Bitch
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| Ayy, ayy, Lil Loaded done did it again, ayy (Tommy Franco make it bang, though)
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| Ayy, Lil Loaded done did it again
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| Gang, gang, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy
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| Told 'em, «Them shooters on go for me»
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| Glizzy make 'em do the Loaded lean
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| I’m 60s, so I’m rolling over B’s
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| Gang member, but still do the Loaded lean
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| Told 'em, «Them shooters on go for me»
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| Glizzy make 'em do the Loaded lean
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| I’m 60s, so I’m rolling over B’s
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| Gang member, but still do the Loaded lean
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| Bitch, how you feeling like murder?
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| For Christmas, I want a new burner
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| New stick, new Glick, that combo gon' hurt 'em
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| Poison 'em bullets, so that’s gonna turn 'em
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| Kick in the back, the opps can’t hide out
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| I’ll get a new spot, they ain’t gon' find out
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| a demon, I call him, he slide out
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| That loyalty shit is a must
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| He fuck with the opps, then we fuckin' 'em up
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| The laws on the block and they zippin' 'em up
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| The trenches, the mud, it’s as cold as it come
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| Bullets is gold, they don’t care where you from
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| Uh, Kobe, I shoot like, «Swish»
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| I be on the block like bricks
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| When he dying, that nigga gon' twitch
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| Good from the field, 'cause Loaded don’t miss
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| Told 'em, «Them shooters on go for me»
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| Glizzy make 'em do the Loaded lean
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| I’m 60s, so I’m rolling over B’s
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| Gang member, but still do the Loaded lean
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| Told 'em, «Them shooters on go for me»
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| Glizzy make 'em do the Loaded lean
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| I’m 60s, so I’m rolling over B’s
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| Gang member, but still do the Loaded lean
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| Now I’m the shit, gon' put me in the diaper
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| I’ll kill the beat alone, I don’t need no cypher
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| Free my cousin Pot, she a really life lifer
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| Fire on the beat, I’m a real life lighter
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| We got AR’s, we got eight arms, real life spiders
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| All of these arms, I’m still not fighting
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| All of that gold, she still not smiling
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| Just got off probation, I’m back on trial
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| Don’t put on my shoes, you can’t walk that mile
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| I’m rockin' these shows, turn up with the crowd
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| Whole new drip, got a whole new style
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| Bitch, you be cappin', that ain’t my child
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| Bad girl club, these hoes goin' wild
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| That chopper and glizzy got two different sounds
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| A Drac' and the cutter, that’s two hundred rounds
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| Told 'em, «Them shooters on go for me»
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| Glizzy make 'em do the Loaded lean
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| I’m 60s, so I’m rolling over B’s
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| Gang member, but still do the Loaded lean
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| Told 'em, «Them shooters on go for me»
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| Glizzy make 'em do the Loaded lean
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| I’m 60s, so I’m rolling over B’s
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| Gang member, but still do the Loaded lean |