Lil Loaded - Straight In Freestyle paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Straight In Freestyle - Lil Loaded



Gang, gang, gang
Do you want smoke?
Yuh (Loaded done did it again, what?)
Yuh (Loaded done did it again, gang)
Yuh (Loaded done did it again)
(We want all the smoke) Loaded did it again
Ayy, Loaded why you flexin′? (What?)
I'm livin′ in the moment, nigga
Smokin' hella gas
The aroma hella potent, nigga (what?)
Sippin' hella Acti′ (what?)
I′m pourin' hella potion, nigga (sippin′)
X's got me trippin′ raw
So watch how you approach me nigga (brrt, baow)
Let this nigga touch me (what?)
His life gon' be so over, nigga (yeah)
I ain′t cut his yard,
But I'm in the front with a blower nigga (a bitch)
Even when I was small,
My family knew I was goated nigga (I'm that nigga)
Broke down on the block, and I still knew I was chosen nigga (bitch)
Gave my dawg my words, so fuck it, it ain′t no foldin′ nigga (on gang)
Tired of stackin' up, they thought that I was Pringles (yuh)
That nigga gang bangin′ (bitch), watch how he twist his fingers (ho)
He dropped the wrong thing, I'ma up it ain′t no speakin' (lil′ bitch)
Hit em' with that Blicky, I'ma spark it ain′t no reachin′ (grrah)
Whole gang gettin' guap, we all up, ain′t no leechin' (what?)
If my dawg fall off, grab a plate we all eatin′ (we all eatin')
If my dawg down bad, I toss my boy a brick (brick)
I know we finna′ a go to war (yuh),
So I threw my boy a stick (go get 'em)
Big ass Drac' with a drum for a clip (gang)
A cinnamon bun hangin′ off a nigga hip (what?)
Baggy ass pants and I′m walkin' with a limp (yeah)
If I see a opp walkin′ (bitch), I'ma pop him then dip (grrah)
Slangin′ Drac's broad day, if a nigga playin′ stiff (bitch)
You ain't steppin' like you say, boy that ain′t how you built (cap)
Nigga, talkin′ out yo' neck, still a get a nigga killed (what?)
I got some Rellies bangin′ Blood,
They know I'm bangin′ Crip (Neighborhood)
Twist yo' fingers in my face, guaranteed he get a clip
Got a Glocky .23 (what?), with a customized grip (Get ′em)
That automatic .223, hit that nigga in the clit (on gang)
So Loaded what you bangin'? (What?) Nigga, what you sayin'? (Bitch)
Fuck nigga I ain′t playin′(what?),
Hit that nigga in his head (go get him)
Theses diamonds on me dancin', they been knew I was banded (squad)
Lil Loaded was a bandit, found a beat and then I ran it (go get it)
Rap wasn′t the plan (what?),
But I been knew I was destined (I'm the GOAT)
They waitin′ on my songs like they got a Loaded fetish (what?)
Street nigga Alco pone, I might learn to speak some Spanish
Work smarter, not harder learned that shit from my granny (on gang)
Best lesson from my brother,
Grab that Blicky, boy, don't panic (don′t panic)
I been eatin' on these beasts, like I ran out of candy (what?)
Got the Glocky in the Gucci (in the
Gucci), tomorrow its the Fendi (Fendi)
I'm fresh to death nigga, bitches say I′m lookin′ minty (fresh)
I'ma give this shit my all (what?), I put that shit on Minnie (Minnie)
I′ma see a hunnid million, give have of it to Nicky
Take the other fifty flip it (flip), invest it for my children (gang)
Use the rest that's left over, find a cure for some sickness
If a fuck nigga hatin′ (yup), I'm too real, you can′t mix it (gang)
Writin' pressed under my post,
But when I kill em', say I′m trippin′ (no)
On the gang I'ma real smacker (yup),
And the streets talk, listen (listen)
Ballin′ hard in the paint, bad boys we the Pistons (Pistons)



Writer(s): Dashawn Robertson, Eduardo Juarez Hernandez, Lee Jaehee


Lil Loaded - CRIPTAPE
Album CRIPTAPE
date de sortie
10-12-2020




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