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Lil Loaded – Loaded Lean Lyrics

Loaded Lean By Lil Loaded

Bitch
Ayy, ayy, Lil Loaded done did it again, ayy (Tommy Franco make it bang, though)
Ayy, Lil Loaded done did it again

Told ’em, “Those shooters gon’ go for me”
Glizzy make ’em do the Loaded lean
I’m sixty, so I’m rolling over [?]
Gang members still do the Loaded lean
Told ’em, “Those shooters gon’ go for me”
Glizzy make ’em do the Loaded lean
I’m sixty, so I’m rolling over [?]
Gang member, but still do the Loaded lean

Bitch, how you feeling like murder?
For Christmas, I want a new burner, new stick, new Glick, that combo gon’ hurt ’em
Poison ’em bullets, so that’s gonna turn ’em
Kick in the back, the opps can’t hide
I’ll 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 [?] on the block and they zippin’ ’em up
The trenches, the mud, it’s as cold as it comes
Bullets is gold, they don’t care where you’re from
Uh, Kobe, I shoot like, “Swisher”
I be on the block like [?]
When he dying, a nigga gon’ twist
Good from the field, ’cause Loaded don’t miss

Told ’em, “Those shooters gon’ go for me”
Glizzy make ’em do the Loaded lean
I’m sixty, so I’m rolling over [?]
Gang members still do the Loaded lean
Told ’em, “Those shooters gon’ go for me”
Glizzy make ’em do the Loaded lean
I’m sixty, so I’m rolling over [?]
Gang member, but still do the Loaded lean

[?] on the shit, gon’ put me in the diaper
I kill the beat alone, I don’t need no cypher
Free my cousin Pot, she a really life lifer
Five 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 fighting
All of that gold, she still not smiling
Just got off probation, I’m back on [?]
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, you be cappin’, that ain’t my child
Bad girl club, these hoes go wild
That choppa and Glizzy got two different sounds
The Drac’ and the cutter, that’s two hundred rounds

Told ’em, “Those shooters gon’ go for me”
Glizzy make ’em do the Loaded lean
I’m sixty, so I’m rolling over [?]
Gang members still do the Loaded lean
Told ’em, “Those shooters gon’ go for me”
Glizzy make ’em do the Loaded lean
I’m sixty, so I’m rolling over [?]
Gang member, but still do the Loaded lean