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yg teck & young moose - loaded lyrics
we be shooting sh_t like we in the championship
really wetting n_gas yall just be damping sh_t
like illegal mail boy we be stamping sh_t
better be cool we really be fanning sh_t
my n_ts dragging i need some bandages
spit on the floor i ain’t got no manners b_tch
that n_ga dead he need some candles lit
came through poppin f_ck all that camera sh_t
i catch my b_tch cheatin boy ima slam the b_tch
beat the p_ssy ugggh yea ima damage it
she want me be over there all night and sh_t
she know i stay with the strap on somе diking sh_t
it just mite be in my bag on some hiking sh_t
i got to keep it cuz i ain’t with thе fighting sh_t
she say you coming i just i mite the b_tch
like when we be f_cking we do all type of sh_t
straight off the top they think i write the sh_t
look at murda ink we be highlighting sh_t
we be really creeping down good nighting sh_t
just like a janitor really be wiping sh_t
pouring lean in the fanta i spike the sh_t
that n_ga say that he know that i pipe his b_tch rawwwwwww
you shouldna wife the b_tch she like
to pull on my neck on my ice and sh_t
iiii woooooh money excite the b_tch
want me post her cuz i get h_ll of likes and sh_t
after i f_ck her i use her son wipes and sh_t
my b_tch catch me with her she going slice the b_tch
if i catch you with him f_ck were you shoulda been
you ain’t wit it why the f_ck you be with him them
you dont f_ck with him i want you hit em then
k!ll em like a dentist ohhhh what a fillin
you ont want em die you better get em then
packs getting sold before i can get em in
i want the neck she want me put it in
my old b_tch mad cuz my new b_tch a ten
n_gas hating cuz they really can’t be me
even in 3d you n_gas can’t see me
i had a nickle that hit like de it
skip like when something wrong with a cd
f_ck a good girl i need me a rih rih
i ain’t even never play was skipping pe
had a twenty five before the gg
like it made parole that b_tch a release
awww boy we waving them b_tches
when it come to guns we stay wit them b_tches
you got some dead homies lay with them b_tches
just like some breakfast food i stay with the biscuit
just like a shark i be with the fishes
when i get mad i start eating them b_tches
i ain’t going lie i like feeding my b_tches
im trying get out im too deep in the trenches
a lot of n_gas can’t be in trenches
they be loose so we stay with the wrenches
i hate a snake i be peeping them b_tches
i ain’t goin lie these n_gas weaker then b_tches
i be seeing yo peeping my pictures
she be tellin him she meeting her sister
she just sent me something a naked
then she going ask if im deleting the pictures
me and teck we the heart of the streets
we on go over west
you get paused over east
otm no excuses
we the talk of the street
really walk on a beat
keep a sparker with me
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