Locking the nine, load it up, dissing bitch crews,
Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose
A thug on drugs, a gangsta, load the chambers, it's rodney king,
I lead the city in requests, but don't do nothing
Rack city, rack city she need a shovel
Load up the rifle, so damn predictable
See i'm never home alone, test me and i'll load the chrome,
And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne
I eat shrooms, and smoke a fuck-load of weed,
Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat
It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke
And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load
Locking the nine, load it up, dissing bitch crews,
Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos
You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load
And i ain't talking rap, man, i'm coming up this road
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