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loadedcuh (feat. bbg acne) – 6locc 6a6y lyrics

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(loadedcuh)
aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
keep me on the block block baby block baby boy keep me on the block block baby (b-tch)
32 shot glock baby glock baby boy 32 shot glock baby
keep me on the block block baby block baby boy keep me on the block block baby (b-tch)
32 shot glock baby glock baby boy 32 shot glock baby
bad -ss kid we was racing with the street light
brand new fit got a glock with a g-knife
frailed with a white tee with a crisp pair of levis
real -ss crip i’ll never ever be slime
fake -ss b-tch she’ll never ever be mine
cut a hoe off, we don’t love these felines
no conversation he ain’t got a stick
if this gets escalated i’ma shoot him out quick
big .45 push through a n-gg- sh-t
focused on the money we ain’t beatin’ bout a b-tch
i’ma block baby with a 6
i’ma cheat code n-gg- i’ma glitch

(bbg acne)

keep me on the block strapped with 2 mops and f-ck a drive by gang just walk
keep me on the block 10 racks and a glock try to rob me house shot
he talkin’ sh-t haven’t seen him for weeks man i hope that he think i forgot
i’m moving bricks ill put gold on my teeth he gon’ snitch knock his snap back off
b-tch i got a rack never went back home
if he gonna lack bullets smack his dome
bbg slap choppa ring like a telephone
bullets like b–bs h-t his br–sts like a silicone
body the beat its too easy
i’m smokin’ green like luigi
these b-tches smelly there man wanna be me
glocky on ready wrist wet like it fefe
i’m off the xan and i’m smokin’ with breezy
bullets gon’ hit give you two piece bikini
(loadedcuh)
row row row, row down the street, got me a chop and a .223
no blowing head head i’ma aim for a t
n-gg- whats up i’ma aim for the cheek, ou, big smoke
big dawg smoke and i got it in the back
brother told me go, get me a rack
so i went and got the pack and i made it right back
had to make the sh-t double cuz i got it like that
well i got the dope in the kitchen
my n-gg-s just wanna get millions
aye they say a young n-gg- gon’ make it
so they feelin’ like they can go get it
my brother on the grind n-gg-s still attending b-lls
and my uncle doin’ life he ain’t never coming home
this sh-t really crazy cus i feel em getting stoned
and these n-gg-s don’t know cuz my mom really gone



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