Straight In Freestyle

(альбом: CRIPTAPE - 2020)

Gang, gang, gang
Do you want smoke?
Yuh (Loaded done did it again)
Yuh (Loaded done did it again)
Yuh (Loaded done did it again)
We want all the smoke

Aye, Loaded why you flexin'? (What?)
I'm living in the moment nigga
Smoking hella gas
It will [?] me hella [?] nigga (What?)
Sipping hella ackey (What?)
I'm pouring hella potion nigga
X's got me tripping
So watch how you approach me nigga (Brrr, bow)
Let this nigga touch me (What?)
His life gon' be so over nigga (Shit)
I ain't cut his yard, but I'm in a fuck with a blow a nigga (A bitch)
Even when I was small, my family knew I was goated nigga (I'm that now)
Broke down on the block, and I still knew I was chosen nigga (Bitch)
Gave my dawg my words, so fuck it, it ain't no folding nigga
Instead of stacking up, they thought that I was pringles
That nigga gang banging, watch how he twist his fingers
He dropped the wrong thing, I'ma up it ain't no speaking (Lil bitch)
Hit em' with the Blicky, I'ma spark it ain't no reaching
Whole gang getting guap, we all up, ain't no leeching
If my dawg fall off, grab a plate we all eating (We all eatin')
If my dawg down bad, I toss my boy a brick
I knew we finna' a go to war, so I threw my boy a stick
Big ass Drac' with a drum for a clip
I send him in [?] hanging off a nigga hip (What?)
Baggy ass pants and I'm walking with a limp
If I see a opp walking, I'ma pop him then dip (Rrrrah)
Slanging Drac's broad day, if a nigga playing still (Bitch)
You ain't stepping like you say, boy that ain't how you built (Cap)
Nigga, talking out yo' neck, still a get a nigga killed (What?)
I got some rellies banging Blood, they know I'm banging Crip
Twist yo' fingers in my face, guaranteed he get a clip
Got a Glocky 23, with a customized grip
That automatic 223, hit that nigga in the clit
So Loaded what you bangin'? Nigga what you sayin'? (Bitch)
Fuck nigga I ain't playing, hit that nigga in his head (Go get him)
Theses diamonds on me dancing, they been knew I was banded
Lil Loaded was a bandit, found a beat and then I ran it (Go get it)
Rap wasn't the plan, but I been knew I was destined
They waiting on my song like they got a Loaded fetish (What?)
Street nigga Al Capone, I might learn to speak some Spanish
Work smarter, not harder learned that shit from my granny
Best lesson from my brother, grab that Blicky, boy don't panic (Don't panic)
I been eating on these beasts, like I ran out of candy (What?)
Got the Glocky and the Gucci, tomorrow its the [?]
I'm fresh to death nigga, bitches say I'm looking minty (Fresh)
I'ma give this shit my all, I put that shit on [?]
I'ma see a hunnid million, give have of it to [?]
Take the other fifty flip it, invest it for my children
Use the rest that's left over, find some cure for some sickness
If a fuck nigga hating, I'm too real, you can't mix it
Right, you pressing on my post, but when I kill em', say I'm tripping
On the gang, I'ma right smack her, in the streets talk, listen
Balling hard in the paint, bad boys we the Pistons (Pistons)