paroles de chanson Hit Em Up - Lil Loaded

Loaded, Loaded dit it again
Loaded dit it again
Loaded dit it again

Loaded dit it again, ya
Loaded dit it again
Ay, contraband

I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up
I fill 'em up, I fill 'em up
I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up
I fill 'em up, I fill 'em up

Spin the block
Let the window drop
I'm hanging out the back
Don't give a fuck
He hanging with the ops
That fuck nigga get smacked

His bitch want fuck
I don't give a fuck
Just tell me where he at
He in the cut
He tryna spin on us
But bitch I'm dumping back

I got AR's knocking bricks at walls just like in Irak
This shit deeper than a ship upon the net
Knock some flesh right of his neck
Choppas fuck him just like sex

And this shit deeper than a ship, on the gram
Click Clack let that chopper blam
Instead he calling me fam
But you be dissing on the net
I'm finna send yo ass to hell
Free my Gwuala out that gym
He coming home if he got bailed

How you quick to let it blow
But get hit up and then you tell
When yall druged a nigga up
Ain't nobody do no telling
We just pulled up with them sticks
And turned that shit to Armageddon

I was fucking on a op's baby mama
Not no more
If I bring her to the crib
And she add flavour I'mma blow

I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up
I fill 'em up, I fill 'em up
I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up
I fill 'em up, I fill 'em up

I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up
I fill 'em up, I fill 'em up
I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up
I fill 'em up, I fill 'em up

I got the drop
Bingo get 'em popped
Allah, him and Choc

Don't just spray
Yeah, you watch and pray
Bitch we gotta stop
Hop out the whip

Oh, he tryna run
We just gotta walk
223's hit him in his head
But knocked him out his socks

That AR jam
Bro picked up my slacking
Untill I could shake back
Ain't got no aim
But always down to drill
Shout out to Lil Pat

He just 15
Out here thugging bad
And he just wanna hat
Hopped out of school
Pistol in his pants
They won't catch him lacking

Loaded snapping
Yeah, Lil Loaded rapping
They say I'm the best out
Hit him in his arm, chest, leg
And he ain't check out

He was prayed up
He ain't had no vest out
Put a bag on his head
I had to show him what that check 'bout

I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up
I fill 'em up, I fill 'em up
I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up
I fill 'em up, I fill 'em up

I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up
I fill 'em up, I fill 'em up
I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up
I fill 'em up, I fill 'em up