Hit Em Up Video (MV)

Loaded done did it again
Loaded done did it again
Loaded done did it again
Loaded done did it again, yeah
Loaded done did it again
(Ayy, Contraband)

I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up (blam 'em)
I fill 'em up, I fill 'em up (bitch)
I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up (blam 'em)
I fill 'em up, I fill 'em up (bitch)

Spin the block, let the window drop, I'm hangin' out the back
Don't give a f*ck, he hangin' with the opps, that f*ck-nigga get smacked
His bitch want f*ck, I don't give a f*ck, just tell me where he at
He in the cut, tryna spin on us, but, bitch, I'm dumpin' back
I got AR's knockin' bricks of walls, just like in Iraq
This shit deeper than they see up on the net
Knock some flesh right of his neck
Choppas f*ck him just like sex
And this shit deeper than a see up on the 'Gram
Click-clack, let that chopper blam
Steady callin' me yo' fam
But you be dissin' on the net,I'm finna send your ass to hell
Free my gwuala out that jam, he comin' home if he got bail
How you quick to let it blow but get hit up and then you tell?
When y'all drugged a nigga up, ain't nobody do no tellin'
We just pulled up with them sticks and turnt that shit to Armageddon
I was f*ckin' on a oppa baby mama, not no more
If I bring her to the crib and she add flavor to it, I'ma blow

I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up (blam 'em)
I fill 'em up, I fill 'em up (bitch)
I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up (blam 'em)
I fill 'em up, I fill 'em up (bitch)
I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up (blam 'em)
I fill 'em up, I fill 'em up (bitch)
I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up (blam 'em)
I fill 'em up, I fill 'em up (bitch)

I got the drop, Bingo get 'em popped, out line him in chalk
Don't jusy spray, yeah, you watch and pray, bitch, we gotta stop
Hop out the whip, oh, he tryna run, we just gotta walk
223's hit him in his head, but knocked him out his socks
That AR jam, bro picked up my slackin' 'til I could shake back
Ain't got no aim, but always down to drill, shout-out to Lil Pat
He just fifteen, out here thuggin' bad, and he just wanna hat
Opp at his school Pistol in his pants
They won't catch him lackin', Loaded snappin'
Yeah, Lil Loaded rappin', they say I'm the best out
Hit him in his arm, chest, leg, and he ain't check out
He was prayed up, he ain't had no vest out
Put a bag on his head, I had to show him what that check 'bout

I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up (blam 'em)
I fill 'em up, I fill 'em up (bitch)
I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up (blam 'em)
I fill 'em up, I fill 'em up (bitch)
I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up (blam 'em)
I fill 'em up, I fill 'em up (bitch)
I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up (blam 'em)
I fill 'em up, I fill 'em up (bitch)