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lirik lagu load da ammo – frayser click

[hook]
load da ammo, c-ck the trigger, pull it mane, ain’t nothin to it
bullets that i play with leave your body paralyzed

load da ammo, c-ck the trigger, pull it mane, ain’t nothin to it
bullets that i play with leave your body paralyzed

bustin in your home
with my tone pointed to your dome
(gunshots)
that’s another brother dead and gone

load da ammo, c-ck the trigger, pull it mane, ain’t nothin to it
bullets that i play with leave your body paralyzed

bustin in your home
with my tone pointed to your dome
-gunshots-
that’s another brother dead and gone

[verse 1]
i’m ready to make em drop
with the c-cked g-l-o-c-k
bustas under the wings
on my thoughts i face ’em every day
no fear in my heart
i ain’t scared to be the one that k!lls
so if you got your tone, bring it on
i got the same sk!lls
fresh up on my fears to provoke me to leave ’em dead
gangsta gold, makin’ em fold
victim of my bullet lead
tricks who want my treats
from the gold smoke up in their face
down fo the smack in they back
b-tch it’s a murder case
creepin on a punk, cause the funk got em acting up
tail em with my wagon on the run doin a donut
hoes on the curb spread the word cause i’m peelin caps
spinnin on my chamber its my anger [?] mouse traps
take it to the police n-gga if you scared mane
floggin with your pistol like a b-tch and be a dead mane
stangin like a walk if you cross some of this intellect
f-ckin up yo guts with the touch of this 9 tec
welcome to my game pimp
now you in da playas [?]
[?] me yo clothes, with them hoes you [?]
i’m realer than you think
with the glock that i maintain
cl!ckin on you lemon lames
my hollow points ain’t got no name

[hook]
load da ammo, c-ck the trigger, pull it mane, ain’t nothin to it
load da ammo, c-ck the trigger, pull it mane, ain’t nothin to it
bullets that i play with leave your body paralyzed

load da ammo, c-ck the trigger, pull it mane, ain’t nothin to it
load da ammo, c-ck the trigger, pull it mane, ain’t nothin to it

bustin in your home
with my tone pointed to your dome
(gunshots)
that’s another brother dead and gone

[verse 2]
get a 187 on the punk that tryna perpetrate
talkin all yo sh-t just made me cl!ck you with my .38
baggin down? n-gga please
let’s go make a bloodstain
i’m mc money pistol packin
pullin out them h0m-cides
scopin out a busta boy
loadin on my milli round
step up to my face b-tch and imma put you underground
a motherf-ckin ak in my hand pointed at your du
if you f-ck up and you cross the ground imma take it fool
gangsta gold is smoked out, always thinking evil sh-t
all i take is cheese, dope, and homiess gonna k!ll you b-tch
n-gga i know you’re scared cuz you shakin in your shoes
all this sweat on your head cuz you know that you ain’t runnin
from the gangsta in the back, a real n-gga on the track
a clip on my hip, and i shoot a busta back
as real as you might call yourself i hope that you can back it up
knock you on your -ss when i blast
i don’t give a f-ck
dirty -ss n-gga we got a bullet for your dome
creepin on the scene as i’m reaching for my tone
bustas [?] but them b-tches still lame
watch the [?], cuz these hollow points they got no name

[hook]
load da ammo, c-ck the trigger, pull it mane, ain’t nothin to it
load da ammo, c-ck the trigger, pull it mane, ain’t nothin to it
bullets that i play with leave your body paralyzed

load da ammo, c-ck the trigger, pull it mane, ain’t nothin to it
load da ammo, c-ck the trigger, pull it mane, ain’t nothin to it

bustin in your home
with my tone pointed to your dome
(gunshots)
that’s another brother dead and gone

- frayser click

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