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Lil Loaded – 6locc 6a6y (Remix) [feat. NLE Choppa] (Lyrics)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Loaded
Lil Loaded
Vocals
NLE Choppa
NLE Choppa
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dashawn Robertson
Dashawn Robertson
Songwriter
Bryson Potts
Bryson Potts
Songwriter
Tom Brammer
Tom Brammer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TOMMY FRANCO
TOMMY FRANCO
Producer
Brandon "Kil Lab" Myrick
Brandon "Kil Lab" Myrick
Recording Engineer
Eddie "eMIX" Hernandez
Eddie "eMIX" Hernandez
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Tommy Franco make it bang though Ayy Ayy (bitch) Ayy, ayy, ayy Catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what Catch me on the block, block baby, uh (bitch) 32 shot, Glock baby, Glock baby, what 32 shot, Glock baby, uh (Glock baby) Catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what Catch me on the block, block baby, uh (bitch) 32 shot, Glock baby, Glock baby, what 32 shot, Glock baby, ayy (Glock baby) Bad ass kids, we was racin' with the streetlight (what?) Brand new 'fit, got a Glock with the G Nikes (skrrt) Fresh white tee with a creased pair of Levis Real ass Crip, I'll never ever be slime (hell nah) Fake ass bitch, she'll never ever be mine (never that) Cut a hoe off, we don't love these felines (no cap) No conversation, he ain't got a stick (what) If this get 'scalated, I'ma shoot mine quick (baow) Big four-five push through a nigga shit (pit back) Focused on the money We ain't beefin' 'bout a bitch (hell nah, hell nah) I'm a block baby with a six (what?) I'm a cheat code, nigga, I'm a glitch (no cap) Throw me in the game and I'm bound to get rich Niggas turned ho, said why them nigga switch (why?) So many times a nigga could've been a lick (no cap) I'ma wet a nigga up, leave his whole body drenched (yeah) Catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what Catch me on the block, block baby, uh (bitch) 32 shot, Glock baby, Glock baby, what 32 shot, Glock baby, uh (Glock baby) Catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what (ayy) Catch me on the block, block baby, uh (bitch) 32 shot, Glock baby, Glock baby, what (brr) 32 shot, Glock baby (Glock baby, ayy) Catch me on the block with some grays, ten tray And you know a nigga Crip from the M to L.A Anywhere, any day, we gon' spray choppas Got my nana lay, we gon' put the nigga in the grave Fuck what you talkin' 'bout Walk up to 'em and walk 'em down Early form up, AS arrival Hit 'em in their damn mouth Standin' on the block with the gang in this bitch Got my fag on the lift and I'm letting it rain Draco bounce it to the right and to the left I like the Glizzy better 'cause I got, ayy Shit back 'em up, bullets mock 'em up He talkin' too much, I left me a stain We ain't doin' water water, shooters for a thought up Bitch, you know we aim at your brain Catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what Catch me on the block, block baby, uh (bitch) 32 shot, Glock baby, Glock baby, what 32 shot, Glock baby, uh (Glock baby) Catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what Catch me on the block, block baby, uh (bitch) 32 shot, Glock baby, Glock baby, what 32 shot, Glock baby (Glock baby) Walk in the party, I just bought a stick (what) Got a new Glock to go with my new 'fit (new 'fit) Niggas keep talking, I'm shooting this shit Fuck a post up, my nigga comin' right quick (no cap) My niggas gon' jam a J special quick (J special) Nigga keep talking, we come with them glicks (what) Roll, roll, roll, roll down the street (ooh) Got me a chop and a .223 (ooh) F&N's coming, they blowin' his feet No, blowin' his head 'cause I'm aimin' for teeth (no cap) Nigga, what's up, I'm gon' aim for the cheeks (yeah) Ooh, big smoke, ayy Big dope smoke and I got it in the back Brother told me, go get me a rack (go get it) So I went and got a pack and I made it right back Had to make this shit double 'cause I got it like that, what I got the dope in the kitchen (no cap) My niggas just wanna get millions, ayy They see a young nigga gon' make it (no cap) So they feelin' like they can go get it, ayy My brother in the ground, nigga, skeleton and bones And my uncle doing life, he ain't never comin' home (no cap) This shit really crazy, couldn't feel 'em, gettin' stoned And these niggas don't know 'cause my mind really gone
Writer(s): Dashawn Robertson, Thomas Brammer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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