Kidd Jones - Loaded Magazine Lyrics

Loaded, magazine, yea
Loaded, magazine, yea
Loaded, magazine, yea
Loaded, magazine, yea

I keep that rod wit me like I'm fishin
Give a f*ck about a opposition
I got them horses up in my ride
Ain't from Detroit and I ain't a Piston
All of my niggas they keep a pistol
All of my niggas they too official
I keep a loaded magazine
In case a nigga tryna get a issue

I got that bag on me, and a loaded magazine, yea
I got that bag on me, and a loaded magazine, yea
I got that bag on me, and a loaded magazine, yea
I got that bag on me, and a loaded magazine, yea

I know my grandma would be proud of me
Swear to god I wish dat she could see it
Think about ha smile every morning
Think about ha smile every evening
Swear to God dat I Be fightin' demons
Swear to God dat bag i really need it
When i think about it gettin' hard
I jus think about my kids eatin'

I know that i gotta go get it
Cause ain't nobody gone give it to me
Count up that check and I split it
No mind gang Issa f*ckin Movement
Keep my gun in case they tryna to do me
Keep extra bullets in case i gotta use em
Swear to God that these niggas coochie
Try my brother he knock off yo kufi

I keep extra magazine
In case a nigga tryna get a issue
She blow my whistle like a referee
Cause she know ya boy official
Draw down on u like a stencil
I'll erase you like a pencil
If a nigga artificial
Aim a 9 at his temple

Loaded, magazine, yea
Loaded, magazine, yea
Loaded, magazine, yea
Loaded, magazine, yea

I keep that rod wit me like I'm fishin
Give a f*ck about a opposition
I got them horses up in my ride
Ain't from Detroit and I ain't a Piston
All of my niggas they keep a pistol
All of my niggas they too official
I keep a loaded magazine
In case a nigga tryna get a issue

I got that bag on me, and a loaded magazine, yea
I got that bag on me, and a loaded magazine, yea
I got that bag on me, and a loaded magazine, yea
I got that bag on me, and a loaded magazine, yea

Chea