"Loaded Lean" lyrics
Bitch
Ayy, ayy
Lil Loaded done did it again, ayy
(Tommy Franco make it bang, though)
Ayy, Lil Loaded done did it again
Gang, gang, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy
Told 'em, "Them shooters on go for me"
Glizzy make 'em do the Loaded lean
I'm 60's so I'm rollin' over B's
Gang member but still do the Loaded lean
Told 'em, "Them shooters on go for me"
Glizzy make 'em do the Loaded lean
I'm 60's so I'm rollin' over B's
Gang member but still do the Loaded lean
Bitch, how you feelin' like murder?
For Christmas I want a new burner
New stick, new Glick, that combo gon' hurt 'em
Poison 'em bullets, so that's gon' deter 'em
Kick in the back, the opps can't hide out
Get a new spot, they ain't gon' find out
[?] a demon, I call him, he slide out
That loyalty shit is a must
He fuck with the opps then we fuckin' 'em up
The laws on the block and they zippin' 'em up
The trenches, the mud, it's as cold as it come
Bullets just go, they don't care where you from
Uh, Kobe, I shoot like, "Swish"
I be on the block like bricks
When he dyin' that nigga gon' twitch
Good from the field 'cause Loaded don't miss
Told 'em, "Them shooters on go for me"
Glizzy make 'em do the Loaded lean
I'm 60's so I'm rollin' over B's
Gang member but still do the Loaded lean
Told 'em, "Them shooters on go for me"
Glizzy make 'em do the Loaded lean
I'm 60's so I'm rollin' over B's
Gang member but still do the Loaded lean
Now I'm the shit, gon' put me in the diaper
I'll kill the beat alone, I don't need no cypher
Free my cousin Pot, she a really life lifer
Fire on the beat, I'm a real life lighter
We got AR's, we got eight arms, real life spiders
All of these arms, I'm still not fightin'
All of that gold, she still not smilin'
Just got off probation, I'm back on trial
Don't put on my shoes, you can't walk that mile
I'm rockin' these shows, turn up with the crowd
Whole new drip, got a whole new style
Bitch just be cappin', that ain't my child
Bad girl club, these hoes goin' wild
That chopper and glizzy got two different sounds
A Drac' and the cutter, that's two hundred rounds
Told 'em, "Them shooters on go for me"
Glizzy make 'em do the Loaded lean
I'm 60's so I'm rollin' over B's
Gang member but still do the Loaded lean
Told 'em, "Them shooters on go for me"
Glizzy make 'em do the Loaded lean
I'm 60's so I'm rollin' over B's
Gang member but still do the Loaded lean
Ayy, ayy
Lil Loaded done did it again, ayy
(Tommy Franco make it bang, though)
Ayy, Lil Loaded done did it again
Gang, gang, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy
Told 'em, "Them shooters on go for me"
Glizzy make 'em do the Loaded lean
I'm 60's so I'm rollin' over B's
Gang member but still do the Loaded lean
Told 'em, "Them shooters on go for me"
Glizzy make 'em do the Loaded lean
I'm 60's so I'm rollin' over B's
Gang member but still do the Loaded lean
Bitch, how you feelin' like murder?
For Christmas I want a new burner
New stick, new Glick, that combo gon' hurt 'em
Poison 'em bullets, so that's gon' deter 'em
Kick in the back, the opps can't hide out
Get a new spot, they ain't gon' find out
[?] a demon, I call him, he slide out
That loyalty shit is a must
He fuck with the opps then we fuckin' 'em up
The laws on the block and they zippin' 'em up
The trenches, the mud, it's as cold as it come
Bullets just go, they don't care where you from
Uh, Kobe, I shoot like, "Swish"
I be on the block like bricks
When he dyin' that nigga gon' twitch
Good from the field 'cause Loaded don't miss
Told 'em, "Them shooters on go for me"
Glizzy make 'em do the Loaded lean
I'm 60's so I'm rollin' over B's
Gang member but still do the Loaded lean
Told 'em, "Them shooters on go for me"
Glizzy make 'em do the Loaded lean
I'm 60's so I'm rollin' over B's
Gang member but still do the Loaded lean
Now I'm the shit, gon' put me in the diaper
I'll kill the beat alone, I don't need no cypher
Free my cousin Pot, she a really life lifer
Fire on the beat, I'm a real life lighter
We got AR's, we got eight arms, real life spiders
All of these arms, I'm still not fightin'
All of that gold, she still not smilin'
Just got off probation, I'm back on trial
Don't put on my shoes, you can't walk that mile
I'm rockin' these shows, turn up with the crowd
Whole new drip, got a whole new style
Bitch just be cappin', that ain't my child
Bad girl club, these hoes goin' wild
That chopper and glizzy got two different sounds
A Drac' and the cutter, that's two hundred rounds
Told 'em, "Them shooters on go for me"
Glizzy make 'em do the Loaded lean
I'm 60's so I'm rollin' over B's
Gang member but still do the Loaded lean
Told 'em, "Them shooters on go for me"
Glizzy make 'em do the Loaded lean
I'm 60's so I'm rollin' over B's
Gang member but still do the Loaded lean
