Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Neighborhood , by - Lil Loaded. Release date: 12.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Neighborhood , by - Lil Loaded. Neighborhood | 
| Do you want smoke? | 
| We want all the smoke | 
| One, Two | 
| Grimey bang dueces | 
| Three, Four | 
| Bring the smoke to his door | 
| Five, Six | 
| Loaded Bang Six-O | 
| Seven, Eight | 
| Murda caught em' with a draco | 
| I’m a real killa' I ain’t worried about a fight | 
| Nigga shot me in my head, pussy died the same night | 
| They like get away from Dallas, you gon' throw away yo' life | 
| Keep a big ol' glizzy on me, just to make up for the height | 
| Ask about me in the city, know we still be earning stripes | 
| Cause im rollin' and rollin' six-o fosho | 
| Pull that forty ima' blow | 
| Just like bacon he get smoked | 
| No operation, he get poked | 
| Ay, lets get it, get it, go | 
| One, Two | 
| Grimey bang dueces | 
| Three, Four | 
| Bring the smoke to his door | 
| Five, Six | 
| Loaded Bang Six-O | 
| Seven, Eight | 
| Murda caught em' with a draco | 
| I ain’t gotta aim the drake cause all I gotta do is swing you | 
| We ain’t playin' on this drill I said fuck it ima' wing it | 
| Loaded keep on shootin' the glizzy now he got my ears clinging | 
| Track took me to the jeweler now he got my grill blingin' | 
| Fuck this bitch one time now the bitch be still finkin' | 
| Told her that I bust a nut and the bitch be still eatin' | 
| Yeah, they know im a rapper but this drake be still singin' | 
| If he dissin' on the gang he fuck around and get a feature | 
| One, Two | 
| Grimey bang dueces | 
| Three, Four | 
| Bring the smoke to his door | 
| Five, Six | 
| Loaded Bang Six-O | 
| Seven, Eight | 
| Murda caught em' with a draco | 
| First hand I had seen what the choppas do to that flesh | 
| You run up on Loaded ima' blast you | 
| Leave yo' goofy ass dead | 
| I’m a neighborhood baby, bitch, clean up my mecc | 
| He tried to run, I hit his ones and then I knocked off his check | 
| Murda', Murda', thats my brotha' bitches murdas' she wrote | 
| Loaded, Loaded, he be rollin', bitch, he be bangin' Six-O | 
| Bumper to bumper, made him crash, damn near knocked off his door | 
| That AR pistol never jam, I thank the lord for my scope | 
| One, Two | 
| Grimey bang dueces | 
| Three, Four | 
| Bring the smoke to his door | 
| Five, Six | 
| Loaded Bang Six-O | 
| Seven, Eight | 
| Murda caught em' with a draco |