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Fully loaded clip Lyricsby 50 Cent Buy album CD: Curtis [Intro] High-speed Ferrari movement 3rd lane switchin' lanes, whuddup? Brooklyn, whuddup? Far Rock, whuddup? [Chorus] While Jay and Beyonce was *Mm mm*, kissin' I was cookin' one-thousand grams in my kitchen While Nas was tellin' Kelis, "I love you boo" I was shinin' my nine, ya know how I do I got a fully loaded clip, I be on dat shit I got-I got a fully loaded clip I got a fully loaded clip, I be on dat shit (Yeah) I got-I got a fully loaded clip [Verse 1] You wann' problem wit' me? - No problem, it's all good I ain't fresh out the hood, I'm still in the hood Black rims, black hemi, nigga see me when ya see me I appear and disappear wit' the heata like Houdini Dat parry and bullshit'll git cha azz popped Don't believe me - ask Fab, they got his head shot I'm in the cut like germs, I do durrt like worms Smoke weed, now I'm sure, nigga it's my turn I fire on ya azz, dem hollow-tips burn, baby burn I'm screamin' "Fuck the cops!", ride 'round wit' my glock There's my pistol on my bitch, nigga fuck dat box! Dat's how P. got knocked, dat's a jewel I drop But you ain't peep dat nigga, go 'head, repeat dat nigga You might learn a lil' summin' if you learn to stop frontin' I make it look easy on three piece bb's, rollin' locc-in' Up early wit' the dopemane [Chorus] When Janet and Jermaine was *Mm mm*, kissin' I was baggin' one-thousand grams in my kitchen When Puffy just tellin' Kim, "I love you boo" I was shinin' my nine, ya know how I do I got a fully loaded clip, I be on dat shit I got-I got a fully loaded clip I got a fully loaded clip, I be on dat shit I got-I got a fully loaded clip [Verse 2] At the dice game I bet it all, you hear wha I'm sayin'? Take grand, I form betta nigga I ain't playin' I'm trynna git it, holla at me if ya wit' it And lace up the chuckas, we can rob these mothafuckas My stomach is growlin', they say dat I'm wyllin' I'm doin' my numbas, I'm gittin' violent They hearin' me rap and they think dat I'm playin' Till they see the barrel and they see the flame I need full co-operation man, give us the chain The watch, the ring and the grill - we ain't playin' I fire dat thang, it sound insane Holla, I got dat nose candi mayne [Chorus] When Jeezy and Keisha was *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 told Buck dat too I got a fully loaded clip, I be on dat shit I got-I got a fully loaded clip I got a fully loaded clip, I be on dat shit I got-I got a fully loaded clip [Outro w/ ad-libin "I got-I got fully loaded clip"] Now nigga, lemme show ya how I do this right here! Now, the rugger hold 16! I put 16 in the clip, I put it in - I cock dat! One in the head, 'till it fell! I put anutha one in it the clip, I put it back! Dat was big wit' all dat, let the bullets breathe! I need a fully loaded clip!
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