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Lil Loaded - 6acc On The 6locc Lyrics



Lil Loaded - 6acc On The 6locc Lyrics
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We back on the block with the chops
We slip on the scene with a mop
The AR it came with a stock
Just sponsored the hood with new Glocks
We back on the block with the chops
We slip on the scene with a mop
The AR it came with a stock
Just sponsored the hood with new Glocks

Everybody with me got a Glizzy (Glock)
Mine special, it hold about fifty
Beefin' with you then we spin on the city
I'm wackin' yo' brother, you dissin' on 60s
F*ck a QP load, I need a whole pack
Rob him again if he shorted the sack
I don't smoke nothin' that's shorter than Thrax
You all had heroes, I had Mad Max (I'm a killer)
This need a viewer discretion
I'm finna send a f*ck nigga a message
Hol' on, lil' bro, let me ask you a question
You wanna see your big brother in heaven?
My gun hold fifty, yours holdin' eleven
I've been waitin' on a nigga to speak (talk)
Whack that lil' boy, outline him in chalk
Beam on his body, face, jaw
That nigga a bitch, get him a bra
We don't speak on niggas cases (bitch)
You talkin' we openin' faces (bitch)
DoodleBob, the gang gon' erase him (grrah-rrah)
No lurkin' bitch, we ain't gon' chase 'em
As far as they know he just missin'
But the gang had to split him for dissin'
"You can't whack all your opps", you trippin'
Why you think I got Glocks with extensions?

We back on the block with the chops
We slip on the scene with a mop
The AR it came with a stock
Just sponsored the hood with new Glocks
We back on the block with the chops
We slip on the scene with a mop
The AR it came with a stock
Just sponsored the hood with new Glocks

I cop a new Glock every time I get paid
Strapped like Rambo when I'm on the stage
He claim he a Christian, but still ain't get saved
I'm not a surgeon but I'm takin' brains
Three dot on the Glock you drop
They send an addy' he popped
Just like a picture that boy gettin' cropped
Police already be knowin' who flocked
But they don't know which baby out on the block
Thirty-two shots ringin' out of the Glock
You crossed me you gotta get popped
True facts, you partner or not?
Slim nose, blowin' out snot
I got a .38 Special
Close range face shot 'em, nothin' extra
I get my guns from code name Hector
I know a killer that look like Lester
He ain't gon' look like a smacker
These niggas gon' think that he cappin'
'Til he pull up and quick get to clappin'
Get to shootin' like warmups in practice (goddamn)
I know that I'm turnin' him up
I'm 60s, I'm rollin' him up
I pack then firin' it up

We back on the block with the chops
We slip on the scene with a mop
The AR it came with a stock
Just sponsored the hood with new Glocks
We back on the block with the chops
We slip on the scene with a mop
The AR it came with a stock
Just sponsored the hood with new Glocks
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We back on the block with the chops
We slip on the scene with a mop
The AR it came with a stock
Just sponsored the hood with new Glocks
We back on the block with the chops
We slip on the scene with a mop
The AR it came with a stock
Just sponsored the hood with new Glocks

Everybody with me got a Glizzy (Glock)
Mine special, it hold about fifty
Beefin' with you then we spin on the city
I'm wackin' yo' brother, you dissin' on 60s
F*ck a QP load, I need a whole pack
Rob him again if he shorted the sack
I don't smoke nothin' that's shorter than Thrax
You all had heroes, I had Mad Max (I'm a killer)
This need a viewer discretion
I'm finna send a f*ck nigga a message
Hol' on, lil' bro, let me ask you a question
You wanna see your big brother in heaven?
My gun hold fifty, yours holdin' eleven
I've been waitin' on a nigga to speak (talk)
Whack that lil' boy, outline him in chalk
Beam on his body, face, jaw
That nigga a bitch, get him a bra
We don't speak on niggas cases (bitch)
You talkin' we openin' faces (bitch)
DoodleBob, the gang gon' erase him (grrah-rrah)
No lurkin' bitch, we ain't gon' chase 'em
As far as they know he just missin'
But the gang had to split him for dissin'
"You can't whack all your opps", you trippin'
Why you think I got Glocks with extensions?

We back on the block with the chops
We slip on the scene with a mop
The AR it came with a stock
Just sponsored the hood with new Glocks
We back on the block with the chops
We slip on the scene with a mop
The AR it came with a stock
Just sponsored the hood with new Glocks

I cop a new Glock every time I get paid
Strapped like Rambo when I'm on the stage
He claim he a Christian, but still ain't get saved
I'm not a surgeon but I'm takin' brains
Three dot on the Glock you drop
They send an addy' he popped
Just like a picture that boy gettin' cropped
Police already be knowin' who flocked
But they don't know which baby out on the block
Thirty-two shots ringin' out of the Glock
You crossed me you gotta get popped
True facts, you partner or not?
Slim nose, blowin' out snot
I got a .38 Special
Close range face shot 'em, nothin' extra
I get my guns from code name Hector
I know a killer that look like Lester
He ain't gon' look like a smacker
These niggas gon' think that he cappin'
'Til he pull up and quick get to clappin'
Get to shootin' like warmups in practice (goddamn)
I know that I'm turnin' him up
I'm 60s, I'm rollin' him up
I pack then firin' it up

We back on the block with the chops
We slip on the scene with a mop
The AR it came with a stock
Just sponsored the hood with new Glocks
We back on the block with the chops
We slip on the scene with a mop
The AR it came with a stock
Just sponsored the hood with new Glocks
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Writer: Steven Arias, Dashawn Robertson
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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Performed By: Lil Loaded
Language: English
Length: 2:43
Written by: Steven Arias, Dashawn Robertson

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