[Verse 1: Loaded Lux]
Been laying low for like a couple
My aditude is fuck you
I lift my shirt with my gun, not my belt buckle
Been out of site, but always in the hater conversation
Don't make me line you up like the barber shop [?]
These pack runners talking that brick talk
It's backwards, like a Blood doing the Crip walk
I'm ready for the drama, I ain't never scared
I pick this 9 up, you gon need more than Obama Care
Been tryna chill though, and let these mills grow
In between these bitches' legs, looking like a field goal
But they don't wanna see it, so these clips is never ending
Killed that nigga in his hood, now that nigga trending
Cause everybody like damb
The bullets fucked up his system, they hit him like spam
It's rock solid, we them niggas in the streets
We throw at you, then we throw at the police, nigga
[Verse 2: Freeway]
I just got home from UK today
[?] shout out to Lupe
And I'm sick with the crime, got myself a slice of that American pie
[?]
Travil round the US, they love me out in PA
Shout out my nigga Pimp P, they know me out in LA
Don't make me call Chrissy my nigga, he not from LA
And he be at the club with some bitches, they poppin [?]
Me, I'm in the stu, with visions of making more bread
[?] we making more bread
Brand new [?], you can tell [?]
Grew up a rat, they should get it tatted on they fourhead
North Philly with me, free Meek Milly
Stait Property, nigga DC
[?] on the CD
Audio crack, we cook it up, you gon listen
Been laying low for like a couple
My aditude is fuck you
I lift my shirt with my gun, not my belt buckle
Been out of site, but always in the hater conversation
Don't make me line you up like the barber shop [?]
These pack runners talking that brick talk
It's backwards, like a Blood doing the Crip walk
I'm ready for the drama, I ain't never scared
I pick this 9 up, you gon need more than Obama Care
Been tryna chill though, and let these mills grow
In between these bitches' legs, looking like a field goal
But they don't wanna see it, so these clips is never ending
Killed that nigga in his hood, now that nigga trending
Cause everybody like damb
The bullets fucked up his system, they hit him like spam
It's rock solid, we them niggas in the streets
We throw at you, then we throw at the police, nigga
[Verse 2: Freeway]
I just got home from UK today
[?] shout out to Lupe
And I'm sick with the crime, got myself a slice of that American pie
[?]
Travil round the US, they love me out in PA
Shout out my nigga Pimp P, they know me out in LA
Don't make me call Chrissy my nigga, he not from LA
And he be at the club with some bitches, they poppin [?]
Me, I'm in the stu, with visions of making more bread
[?] we making more bread
Brand new [?], you can tell [?]
Grew up a rat, they should get it tatted on they fourhead
North Philly with me, free Meek Milly
Stait Property, nigga DC
[?] on the CD
Audio crack, we cook it up, you gon listen
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