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Load It, co*k It, Aim and Shoot
Load It, co*k It, Aim and Shoot
Living like we bulletproof
We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
I say we load it, co*k it, aim and shoot
Oh we load it, co*k it, aim and shoot
Game f**ed up, streets ain't got loyalty
Real dope boy, and I spit real n***a poetry
n***as talkin' foul, loud, bout what they gon' do to me
Bought all my cars white so when you see me, b**h you know it's me
Know a Memphis n***a, but I'm cruisin' down college
With my pistol in my pocket, a lil' bad b**h from college
I'm getting head in my drophead, feeling like I'm bulletproof
Fo' my n***as catch a body, gon' and get yourself a coupe or two
Free that n***a Meech, and free my n***a Boosie too
Tonight I'm in the strip club, and do what BMF would do
I'm sick of rap n***as, where my strap, n***as?
Got an AK and a 38 in my trap, n***as
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I'm feeling some kind of way, ready to leave here today
You cross that line with me p**y, I shoot you square in your face
I keep these n***as in line, I keep these hoes in they place
Breaking News: "Look at Gotti, that boy just caught him a case"
Million cash for the bond, I got that sac on the way
Don't need to talk to a lawyer, boy, I'm gettin out here today
You think I come here to play, then you out your rabid a** mind
I'm in the streets everyday, and I got a hell of a grind
I was lost in the money, these streets was dying of hunger
I put this rap sh** on hold and went got my n***as a bundle
n***as six feet and under, cuz they was playin' with the king
That last case I wasn't on the scene, I stood up for the team
Never rat on my homies, n***as know I'm big homie
You feelin bulletproof, swear to God, you don't want it, Nah
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