Текст песни
Damn, D. Gotta keep the thing loaded. Oh! Uh-huh. What's up, nigga? I know y'all love this shit. Yeah. You couldn't hold my crown, But you can hold my balls, man, they hold You down. I hope they slow you down. I control you now. Move or that police car will mow you down. You ain't paying attention. I ain't playing the tension. While they moving in silence at their discretion. Got your blinders on, homie, get 'em slapped off, Walk it off. When your body's on the street, Watch 'em chalk it off. Block it off. You're the cancer, yeah, we chop it off. We tryna fill a cup, top it off, pop It off. Window breaks from a Molotov firebomb. We take a hit, baby, cough it off, knock It off. Yeah. Westside, bitch. Unadulterated underground gangsta Shit. All the Hoovers, the Eses, the Bloods, And Crips. Straight up and down like the hands On the 12 and the 6. They gon' be testing our words, the revenge of The nerds. They got you all to believe in Yoga, coffee beans, iPhones, and Red Bull wings. Know a bitch from a queen. Find your Adam and Eve in the system of Things. Dog whistle my fan base and let off Some steam. I'ma better my circumstance, So follow my lead. Thank you for rocking all Our merchandise and buying our weed. Don't be the one that we leave, taking one For the team. I'm a dirty disease, so I'm Immune to the virus. I'm down for catching a Fade. You had a right to be silent, but If you choose to be silent, it's gon' be Horrible violence. Now pledge to allegiance and Stand united. Make America great again. Suck my dick. I don't need your approval. Women swear by this. Never had your fingertips on the three-pump switch. Never had a bitch nigga call me son of A bitch. Algorithm is thick, they be calling me Different. Try and put out more records than Master P and No Limit. Wanna handle your business? Better fuck with Xzibit. But if you fuck with Xzibit, I'll send your Ass to the dentist. If you touch me real, It's gon' get so real. Like Tyson ear-biting Holyfield. Put me in quarantine, still can't hold me still. I'm essential to business like brakes on a wheel. We just shooting for change while others shooting to Kill. Ain't no justice in motherfuckers, they just Making deals. They want us all separated like Bill And Camille. When the illusion is sloppy, The trick is revealed, for real.
Xzibit, B-Real, Demrick — Loaded
«Loaded» — Xzibit, B-Real, Demrick. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:11. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
