50 Cent

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  • 50 Cent Fully Loaded Clip Lyrics

           

    High speed Ferarri movement,
    Third lane switching lanes what up
    Brooklyn what up,
    Far Rock what up,
    When Jay and Beyonce was mmm mmm kissin,
    I was cookin one thousand grams in my kitchen,
    When Nas was tellin Kelis, I love you boo,
    I was shinin my nine, you know how I do,

    I got a fully loaded clip, I be on that shit, I got
    I got a fully loaded clip
    chorus x2
    You want a problem with me, no problem, it's all good
    I ain't fresh out the hood, I'm still in da hood,
    black rims, black hemi, nigga see me when you see me
    I appear and disappear with the heata like a genie
    That party and bullshit'll get ya ass popped
    Don't believe me, ask Fab, it got his ass shot,
    I'm in the cut like germs, I do dirt like worms
    smokin weed, not sherm, nigga it's my turn
    I fire on you ass, them hollowtips burn baby burn
    I'm screamin Fuck the cops, ride round wit my glock
    there's my pistol on my bitch, nigga fuck that box
    that's how P got knocked, that's a jewel I drop,
    but you ain't peep that nigga, go head repeat that nigga
    you might learn a lil sumtin if you learn to stop frontin
    I make it look easy on three piece bb's,
    rollin, lokin, up early wit da dopeman

    When Janet and Jermaine were mm mm kissin,
    I was baggin one thousand grams in my kitchen
    When Puff was tellin Kim I love you boo
    I was shinin my nine, you know how I do

    I got a fully loaded clip, I be on that shit, I got
    I got a fully loaded clip x2
    At the dice game I bet it all you hear what I'm sayin
    take grand, I form better nigga I ain't playin
    I try to get it, holla at me if you wit it
    and lace up da chucks, we can rob these muthafuckas
    My stomach is growling, they say that I'm wiling
    I'm doin my numbers, an I'm getting violent
    they hearing me rapping, thinking I'm playin
    they see the barrel an they see the flame
    I need full cooperation, man give us the chain
    the watch, the ring, an the grill we aint playin
    I found out they just sound the same
    holla I got that nose candy man
    When Jeezy and Keisha were mm mm kissin
    I was baggin one thousand grams in my kitchen
    When Trina was tellin Wayne I love you boo
    she was just runnin games she toldBUCK that too
    chorus x2
    I mean, let me show you how I do this right here
    Now the ruger holds sixteen, I put sixteen in da clip
    I put it in, I cock that, one in da head
    I put another one in da clip, I put it back
    I got a fully loaded clip
    That was big with all that, let the bullets breathe
    I need a fully loaded clip

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