lil loaded - 6locc 6a6y lyrics
[intro lil loaded]
aye, aye, aye (b-tch)
aye, aye, aye
[chorus lil loaded]
keep me on the block, block, baby block
baby what
keep me on the block, block baby (b-tch)
.32 shot glock, baby glock, baby what
.32 shot glock baby (glock baby)
keep me on the block, block, baby block
baby what
keep me on the block, block baby (b-tch)
.32 shot glock, baby glock, baby what
.32 shot glock baby (glock baby)
[verse 1 lil loaded]
bad -ss kid with a race with the street light
brand new fit with a glock with a g knife
free white tee with a crip pair of levi
real -ss crip i’ll never ever be slime
fake -ss b-tch she’ll never ever be mine
cut the hoe off, we don’t love these felines
no conversation he ain’t got a stick
if he scared for later imma shoot mine quick
big .45 push through a n-gg- sh-t
focus on the money we ain’t beefin bout a b-tch
i’m a block baby with a 6
i’m a cheat code n-gg-, imma glitch
throw me in the game and i’m bound to get rich
n-gg- turn hoe, say why them n-gg- switch
so many times a n-gg- coulda been a lick
imma wet a n-gg- up, leave his whole body drenched
[chorus lil loaded]
keep me on the block, block, baby block
baby what
keep me on the block, block baby (b-tch)
.32 shot glock, baby glock, baby what
.32 shot glock baby (glock baby)
keep me on the block, block, baby block
baby what
keep me on the block, block baby (b-tch)
.32 shot glock, baby glock, baby what
.32 shot glock baby (glock baby)
[verse 2 lil loaded]
walk in the party i just bought a stick
got a new glock to go with my new fit
n-gg-s keep talking i’m shooting this sh-t
f-ck a post up my n-gg- comin right quick
my n-gg-s gon jam a jay special quick
n-gg- keep talking we cold with them glicks
roll, roll, roll
roll down the street
got me a choppa and a .223
effin is coming they blowin his feed
no blowin his head cause i’m aimin for teeth
n-gg- what’s up i’m gon aim for the cheeks (ooh, b-tch smoke, aye)
big dog smoke and i got it in the back
brother told me go get me a rat
so i went and got a pack and i made it right back
had to make this sh-t double cause i got it like that
i got the dope in the kitchen
my n-gg-s still wanna get millions (aye)
they see a young n-gg- gon make it
so they feelin like they can go get it
my brotha in the grind, n-gg-s skeleton and bones
and my uncle doin life, he ain’t never comin home
this sh-t really crazy cause i feel em get the stone
and these n-gg-s don’t know cause my mind really gone (ooh)
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