| Lil' bitch
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| Lil Loaded done did it again (Lil Loaded done did it again)
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| Ayy, Tommy to your brain, we shoot their shit, we shoot their shit
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| Ayy, bro gonna ship this shit
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| Ayy (It's the fam)
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| Cargo, I need me a ship
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| Ship that shit, ship that shit
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| Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it
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| Flip that shit, flip that shit
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| Ayy, cargo, I need me a ship
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| Ship that shit, ship that shit
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| Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it
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| Flip that shit, flip that shit
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| Ain’t no drive, we good on them drugs
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| He wanna rob, he get hit with a slug
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| Packin', he slackin', I’m packin' the middle for show
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| Bringing the smoke to his door
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| Just got a bag, I’ma make this shit grow
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| Wacked off top, I’ma knock off his 'fro
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| I got the bomber like my name Moe
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| Using the stove in the oven, first, I’ma break down the onion
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| Whip up the whites and it’s chuckin', no job, that shit wasn’t for me
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| Love in the city, my whole hood love me
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| Still in the streets, nothin' but a Glock on me
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| No bodyguard for me, I’ma walk 'round with the heat
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| I got a C, I got a Glock
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| And my brother gon' walk around with a mop
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| Ayy, cargo, I need me a ship
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| Ship that shit, ship that shit
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| Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it
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| Flip that shit, flip that shit
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| Ayy, cargo, I need me a ship
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| Ship that shit, ship that shit
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| Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it
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| Flip that shit, flip that shit
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| He wanna talk, he get outlined in chalk
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| I’ma face him when I knock off his top
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| Teach him a lesson to send him a message
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| He gettin' taxed off top, no blessing
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| Message, you get waxed off top, no question
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| Ain’t no fight, 'cause I’m too little to wrestle
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| Stir up the pot, he the like
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| Catch everyone just like he Eric Weddle
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| needle, they know that I’m good with this metal
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| Your bullets miss my and
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| I’ma keep spinning until I distress you
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| You a pro in the streets, well, I’ma come test you
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| He got to die, he got shot in his eye
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| off static, that shit had got fried
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| Fuck that boy mama, don’t care if she cry
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| Fuck that bitch, too, 'cause I know that she lie
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| Ayy, cargo, I need me a ship
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| Ship that shit, ship that shit
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| Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it
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| Flip that shit, flip that shit
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| Ayy, cargo, I need me a ship
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| Ship that shit, ship that shit
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| Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it
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| Flip that shit, flip that shit
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| Ayy |