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INTERPRÉTATION
SahBabii
Chant
Loso Loaded
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jeffery Williams
Paroles/Composition
Letrell Reynolds
Paroles/Composition
Saaheem Valdery
Paroles/Composition
Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Paroles/Composition
Sonny Uwaezuoke
Paroles/Composition
Wesley Glass
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Saaheem Valdery
Ingénierie de prise de son
Rockin "T3" Valdery
Co‑production
Gordie Tumay
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Alex Tumay
Ingénierie de mixage
Raphael "Pheal" Aymoz
Production
Lil Voe
Production
Paroles
2 love to the mob
With a couple Capos and a hundred fuckin' Dons
Call up Slaughter Gang, you'll get your shit popped
Draco with a drum, this bitch ain't never gon' stop
We on that 9th Ward shit, Slaughter Gang shit
Green Store shit, it's the mob, bitch
Yeen got mob ties, you just on our dick (pussy)
Pull up with a stick and these pussy's gettin' hit
Pull up with a stick, let it hit
Pull up with the stick, let it hit
Pull up with the stick, let it hit
Pull up with the stick, let it hit
I put this on the ten, I'ma end
His life, no beginnin', fuck a friend
Bitch I'm with the mob, you can't get in
We've committed sin, free my niggas in the pen
Free Omerta
Mob shit, big sticks, get killed
Thought she was dancin' on the dick, that's the clip
We ain't gon' shoot up in the air, you gettin' hit
Just GF, we ain't clickin' up with shit
Got your hoe screaming "woah, woah, woah"
My verses ten, we ain't gon' fold, fold, fold
And you know we been havin' shit
All of these niggas is average
Swallow my dick just like a Brisk
Do 25 hundred no Ethel Ridge
So many blue strips, my pocket look like a crip
Throw it at peasants, fuck nigga, have it
Ho I'm mobbin', you starvin'
You a victim, I'm robbin'
2 love to the mob
With a couple Capos and a hundred fuckin' Dons
Call up Slaughter Gang, you'll get your shit popped
Draco with a drum, this bitch ain't never gon' stop
We on that 9th Ward shit, Slaughter Gang shit
Green Store shit, it's the mob, bitch
Yeen got mob ties, you just on our dick (pussy)
Pull up with a stick and these pussy's gettin' hit
Pull up with a stick, let it hit
Pull up with the stick, let it hit
Pull up with the stick, let it hit
Pull up with the stick, let it hit
I put this on the ten, I'ma end
His life, no beginnin', fuck a friend
Bitch I'm with the mob, you can't get in
We've committed sin, free my niggas in the pen
Free Omerta
Mob shit, Purp Gang, that's my gang
Loaded Family, nigga ain't no way I'm changin'
Get the commas, get the cash, do the numbers
I been grindin' all summer gettin' that lumber
Pull up, we takin' shit (gimme that)
Pull up we lay the shit down
And know we ain't basic, bitch
Pull in your hood with them rounds
My wrist is on a 10, I'm in that Benz
I let her get in, her and her friends
Loso Loaded comin' straight out the jungle
Loso Loaded comin' straight out the dirty
Loso Loaded get that check on the third
Loso Loaded get that check on the first
Crime paid, did the life that I chose
I'm Slaughter Gang, niggas draped up in gold
Hellcat, yea it came with the kit
Bases loaded, nigga I'm on my shit
Burnin' rubber on a broke nigga's bitch
Pull up with a stick and I let it hit
I pull up with a stick and I let it hit
I pull up with a stick and I let it hit
Loso Loaded
Pull up with a stick, let it hit
Pull up with the stick, let it hit
Pull up with the stick, let it hit
Pull up with the stick, let it hit
I put this on the ten, I'ma end
His life, no beginnin', fuck a friend
Bitch I'm with the mob, you can't get in
We've committed sin, free my niggas in the pen
Free Omerta
Writer(s): Jeffery Williams, Letrell Reynolds, Saaheem Valdery, Shayaa Bin Abraham-joseph, Sonny Uwaezuoke, Wesley Glass
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