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lirik lagu lloaded - wicked west 2.0

[intro: lloaded]
in that wicked west, know it get wicked, ain’t no hidin’ out
when it’s up with us, it’s up forever, ain’t no timin’ out
i’m still f~ckin’ everybody ho in this b~tch

[verse 1: lloaded]
yeah, this that wicked west
we don’t pay for hats, we jump in splatts, you probably know the rest
she say i’m a star, she say, “luh loaded, you gettin’ real big”
labels watchin’ now, don’t even say nothin’ ’bout that drill, bigg
i ain’t 952, but i got two bros bangin’ 95
heard them n~ggas starvin’ over there, go work a 9~to~5
grab a stick and put it by four thousand, that’s a k for k
and marlo went copped full pap, that b~tch don’t sing, but it’s a drac’
chrome, boy, somebody please tell him watch his tone, boy
i feel just like anti, i just wanna send him home, boy

[verse 2: 952 monta]
oh, sh~t, lil’ bruh, there go that bеnz again
grab them glocks and the fns
get your rеst in while you can ’cause late at night, we goin’ to spin
ain’t no fishin’, but i keep my rod, i like to bait ’em in
have lil’ anti blow that n~gga tan off, want smoke again
since he say he smoked on bro
n~gga better keep his heat ’cause when it’s cold, my n~ggas blow
i won’t make no post on instagram, just roll you up and smoke
opp baby mama a throat goat
ain’t no smokin’ on lil’ vince, gas pack make you choke
i done filled the ho up with some d~ck, now it’s time to go
b~tch, don’t close your eyes, ain’t no surprise, get put out the door
[verse 3: anti da menace]
lil’ b~tch gotta have some standards if she wanna f~ck on anti
i leave sh~t on standby, walk on feet and hit his d~mn eye
fire him up just like a candle
i done ran up all this money, i don’t f~ck on naked dancers
it’s smoke with me, i make you choke, i bet that lil’ boy gon’ get cancer
yeah, his lungs weak
1700 baby, i go crazy when them drums beat
drac’ talk, i’ma blow his face off
i be havin’ bl!ck in cookie shop, so how they take dolph?
all these b~tches thinkin’ that they got the drop, we got like eight lofts
time to switch it up
treat ’em like a snack machine, we get to fillin’ n~ggas up

[verse 4: 952 monta]
have lil’ quay pour ’em out like sprite and send a n~gga up
tryna see why the opps be hatin’, them n~ggas broke as f~ck
once it’s up, it’s stuck with us, you get smoked like angel dust
we won’t miss a shot, can’t f~ck with us like kobe in the clutch
i don’t smoke on opps, i pour ’em up, his body in a cup
i ain’t have the sh~t i got back then, remember times was rough
ain’t no sleepin’, i might come through tweakin’, hit a teacher on the weekend

[verse 5: anti da menace]
all these n~ggas tryna sound like me, i guess lil’ anti preachin’
and it’s perkies in my system, i might just go whack the deacon
yeah, lil’ b~tch, i’m doin’ better, i bring the heat like sunny weather
we gon’ burn him up
bro, your n~gga posted at the store, you need to turn him up
it’s time to take these boys to school, i think these ducks in city learned from us
bust his brain, he better not clutch, fire him up like newports
we been drillin’ sh~t like every day, call this sh~t my new sport
drill team
you can give ’em everything, these lil’ b~tches be still green
yeah, even though i’m rich as h~ll, my young n~gga still steal things
he gon’ wipe your nose for sure
screamin’ long live vincent, yeah, you know we spinnin’ sh~t for bro
[outro: anti da menace & 952 monta]
peekaboo, anti comin’ for you
catch a n~gga lackin’, knock him out like loose tooth
you ain’t from that wicked west, then it’s a lose~lose
catch you by yourself and make ’em find you, blue’s clues

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