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load em up - hopoutso700 & ebk jaaybo lyrics

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[intro: hopoutso700]
unh, it’s hop
(a n*gga b on the beat)
free skii, n*gga, mm
left right (real bad*)

[chorus: hopoutso700]
load ’em up brother, it’s time to k!ll
workin’ fryin’ pan on them n*ggas, i got him for real
don’t ever talk about them skits if they ain’t die on ’em
i wish my uncle’d see my lashin’ now, but he died on me
you can take your time, brother i got fire on me
walkin’ all through they sh*t, lemme see a eye on me
i lost my brother, i got they brother, eye for an eye
what’s that sound? brother, swat a fly

[verse 1: hopoutso700]
it’s hop n*gga, who tryna ride with me
they say i’m goin’ viral for showin’ n*ggas they ain’t outside wit’ me
walkin’ through they sh*t, i’m tryna get me one
the suckas start talkin’ ’bout what they gon’ do, when you don’t chip enough
we gon’ talk about that lash, got an inner city one
the n*gga was sittin’ on the table, got slammed for the cuban
they hate skii, they hate draks, ’cause we do the maneuverin’
catch us left*rightin’ on sh*t, like watch yo’ f*ckin’ head
let hop up in the lo’, you know i’mma leave him dead
this my spot, lil n*gga, you better watch out
we can’t miss him, we stakin’ out, if the cops out
[chorus: hopoutso700 & ebk jaaybo]
load ’em up brother, it’s time to k!ll
workin’ fryin’ pan on them n*ggas, i got him for real
don’t ever talk about them skits if they ain’t die on ’em
i wish my uncle’d see my lashin’ now, but he died on me
you can take your time, brother i got fire on me
walkin’ all through they sh*t, lemme see a eye on me
i lost my brother, i got they brother, eye for an eye
what’s that sound? brother, swat a fly (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: ebk jaaybo]
me and hop was sharin’ bleach after we popped a n*gga
can’t be my bro if we ain’t get us one, that’s how i’m jolitickin’
bounce out and do it to that b*tch if i spot the n*gga
it’s white sheets for any n*gga that’s in blacc mode
i got scenes in townhomes, so i can crack 4’s
sucka called me from pen, on his block got him clapped on
back to puttin’ bta, can’t wait ’till brother maxx home
ion associate with n*ggas, b*tch it’s ebk
got different options, you know me, i bounced out wit’ the drac’
it’s four n*ggas bouncin’ out the back seat, don’t even got no sp*ce
shooters wit’ me, n*ggas that don’t spin, typa sh*t i hate
can show you how to 7.62’s, got scenes with the k

[chorus: hopoutso700]
load ’em up brother, it’s time to k!ll
workin’ fryin’ pan on them n*ggas, i got him for real
don’t ever talk about them skits if they ain’t die on ’em
i wish my uncle’d see my lashin’ now, but he died on me
you can take your time, brother i got fire on me
walkin’ all through they sh*t, lemme see a eye on me
i lost my brother, i got they brother, eye for an eye
what’s that sound? brother, swat a fly
[outro]
it’s hop, n*gga
free skii, n*gga (a n*gga b on the beat)
left right
(real badman)

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