Do you want smoke?
We want all the smoke
One, Two
Grimey bang dueces
Three, Four
Bring the smoke to his door
Five, Six
Loaded Bang Six-O
Seven, Eight
Murda caught em’ with a draco
I’m a real killa’ I ain’t worried about a fight
Nigga shot me in my head, pussy died the same night
They like get away from Dallas, you gon’ throw away yo’ life
Keep a big ol’ glizzy on me, just to make up for the height
Ask about me in the city, know we still be earning stripes
Cause I’m rollin’ and rollin’ six-o fosho
Pull that forty ima’ blow
Just like bacon he get smoked
No operation, he get poked
Ay, let’s get it, get it, go
One, Two
Grimey bang dueces
Three, Four
Bring the smoke to his door
Five, Six
Loaded Bang Six-O
Seven, Eight
Murda caught em’ with a draco
I ain’t gotta aim the drake cause all I gotta do is swing you
We ain’t playin’ on this drill I said fuck it ima’ wing it
Loaded keep on shootin’ the glizzy now he got my ears clinging
Track took me to the jeweler now he got my grill blingin’
Fuck this bitch one time now the bitch be still finkin’
Told her that I bust a nut and the bitch be still eatin’
Yeah, they know I’m a rapper but this drake be still singin’
If he dissin’ on the gang he fuck around and get a feature
One, Two
Grimey bang dueces
Three, Four
Bring the smoke to his door
Five, Six
Loaded Bang Six-O
Seven, Eight
Murda caught em’ with a draco
First hand I had seen what the choppas do to that flesh
You run up on Loaded ima’ blast you
Leave yo’ goofy ass dead
I’m a neighborhood baby, bitch, clean up my mecc
He tried to run, I hit his ones and then I knocked off his check
Murda’, Murda’, that’s my brotha’ bitches murdas’ she wrote
Loaded, Loaded, he be rollin’, bitch, he be bangin’ Six-O
Bumper to bumper, made him crash, damn near knocked off his door
That AR pistol never jam, I thank the lord for my scope
One, Two
Grimey bang dueces
Three, Four
Bring the smoke to his door
Five, Six
Loaded Bang Six-O
Seven, Eight
Murda caught em’ with a draco
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