Load up his nine no one defy him
Got me rushed to the station
Mama always told me i’d be famous
Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,
My friends adding on to the adaptable work-load,
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed
I'm the king of the cityyoung money, young mullah
To shoot a load on your blinded retina.
I'd never sell crack in the ghetto and don't load chambers,
And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth
My heart is all kind of cold, hope that you all got a coat
You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load
They getting deals with thier weak buzz
Load pen of syllables
Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice
Order shit load crack on ebay, bitch that's called underground ties
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