Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fully Loaded, artist - Lil Mexico. Album song Trench Baby 2.5, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 04.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: MMO
Song language: English
Fully Loaded |
| Oz, Oz |
| Glock |
| Fully loaded |
| Fully loaded thirty round, fully loaded sticks |
| Act up, get hit, all my niggas with the shits |
| Fully loaded magazine, fully loaded extendo |
| Fully loaded, keep it on me everywhere I go |
| Fully loaded thirty round, fully loaded sticks |
| Act up, get hit, all my niggas with the shits |
| Fully loaded magazine, fully loaded extendo |
| Fully loaded, keep it on me everywhere I go |
| My dawgs ain’t fightin' like Vick |
| No, I ain’t got time for that shit |
| You touch one mines then somebody dyin' |
| You gonna get shot in your shit |
| I been thuggin' since a jit |
| Shoot the scene, no pic |
| Fire your ass with a stick |
| Fire your ass like a Bic |
| My partner big B’s, he bloody |
| He bangin' red, no sauce |
| Real shooter when he bustin' |
| My boy don’t know when to stop |
| Heat you up like pop |
| Clip long like a mop |
| I tell him to do you like Carmex |
| He gon' make you red at the top |
| Had to cut my circle from the fake niggas |
| I ain’t fuckin' 'round with you hatin' niggas |
| Pockets fully loaded, tryna take a nigga |
| Clip fully loaded like the bases, nigga |
| Want a verse, gotta pay a nigga |
| Came up, now they hate a nigga |
| And I ain’t talkin' 'bout blunts |
| When I say I’ll face a nigga |
| Fully loaded thirty round, fully loaded sticks |
| Act up, get hit, all my niggas with the shits |
| Fully loaded magazine, fully loaded extendo |
| Fully loaded, keep it on me everywhere I go |
| Fully loaded thirty round, fully loaded sticks |
| Act up, get hit, all my niggas with the shits |
| Fully loaded magazine, fully loaded extendo |
| Fully loaded, keep it on me everywhere I go |
| Shoot when I’m sober, don’t need molly |
| If I go broke, we rob everybody |
| Pull up on him, hop out with the shotty |
| Make him strip down like he in Follies |
| Love all my brothers, they right beside me |
| If they can’t come then don’t try to sign me |
| 'Cause they was the ones that was with me grindin' |
| So they gon' be the ones with me shinin' |
| Chopper clips hangin' like they fell |
| More shells than Taco Bell |
| I got packs comin' through the mail |
| I’m fully loaded, I got clientele |
| On the block and I’m raising hell |
| Yeah, they know me, name ringing bells |
| Hood hottest youngin, can’t you tell? |
| Hood hottest youngin, can’t you tell? |
| Fully loaded, loaded fully |
| Ain’t no runnin' from the bullies |
| I’m playing with toys like Andy and Woody |
| Won’t go out like Trayvon, my strap in my hoodie |
| I heard you been talkin', I know you a pussy |
| Hop off that porch, you was standin' and lookin' |
| Can’t bring in my pistol, then don’t try to book me |
| I ain’t a killer, but please don’t push me |
| Fully loaded thirty round, fully loaded sticks |
| Act up, get hit, all my niggas with the shits |
| Fully loaded magazine, fully loaded extendo |
| Fully loaded, keep it on me everywhere I go |
| Fully loaded thirty round, fully loaded sticks |
| Act up, get hit, all my niggas with the shits |
| Fully loaded magazine, fully loaded extendo |
| Fully loaded, keep it on me everywhere I go |