- lock load 歌詞 Conway The Machine Beanie Sigel
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- Conway The Machine Beanie Sigel
- [Intro: Conway the Machine]
Yeah
It's spooky
Way too spooky, nig*a
Yeah, uh, look
Yeah
[Pre-Chorus: Conway the Machine]
Everywhere I go, I got it on me, nig*a (I got it right now)
And I ain't lettin' shit slide (I ain't lettin' that shit ride, nigga )
Go head and try me if you want, nig*a (What's poppin'?)
I let this fu*kin' clip fly (Doot doot doot)
GxF to the death, nigga (Griselda )
And I'd never switch sides (This shit for life, homie, that's my word)
You know how we play it over here, nigga (You know what's up, pu*sy)
We get it poppin' on this side (This side, brr)
[Chorus: Conway the Machine]
Lock (Lock), load (Load)
Lock (Lock), load (Load, you know what's up, nig*a)
Lock (Lock), load (Load)
Lock (Lock, yeah), load (Load, yeah)
[Verse 1: Conway the Machine ]
You can go and ask them other nig*as, they'll tell you what's up
I already been through there and hit one of them nig*as up (Doot doot doot doot doot)
They gon' start thinkin' I'm crazy, baby mama think I'm nuts
Ever since them nig*as shot me, I just stopped givin' a fu*k (Ha)
I'm losin' my marbles, lettin' that AR go
Fifty shot sticks'll do you niggas something horrible (Brr)
Two-sixty on the digi' dash, look how fast my car go (Vroom)
Talk about my face but can't say shit about my bars though (Hahahaha)
Let my shooter snort a few grams, kick his door for the yams (Hah)
Only smokin' kush with a ***** I just imported from France (Cash)
Rockin' Bathing Ape shit that I just bought in Japan (Woo)
I get to trippin', get the blick and this AR in my hand (Brr, brr, brr)
Every bullet in the cartridges land
The stick look like a guitar in my hands, drummin' like I'm part of a band (Woo)
My dog was behind the wall with your man (Hah)
I heard you got friendly extorted in the can, you thought I was playin' (Brr)
[Pre-Chorus : Conway the Machine]
Everywhere I go, I got it on me, nig*a (Cash)
And I ain't lettin' shit slide (I ain't lettin' that shit ride, nig*a )
Go head and try me if you want, nigga (What up, nigga?)
I let this fu*kin' clip fly (That's my word, nig*a, run up and see what's good)
GxF to the death, nigga (Griselda, nig*a)
And I won't ever switch sides (This shit for life, homie)
You know how we play it over here, nigga (You know what's up, pu*sy)
We get it poppin' on this side (Brr)
[Chorus: Conway the Machine & Beanie Sigel]
Lock (Lock, talk to 'em), load (Load, this that real, nig*a)
Lock (Lock, this that real, nig*a), load (Load)
Lock (Lock, gangster shit, nig*a), load (Load , all my shooters lock and load, nig*a)
Lock (Lock), load (Brr, yeah)
[Interlude: Beanie Sigel]
SP, DrumWork sh*t (Yeah)
211s, no turnin', no 187s (Uh)
[Verse 2: Beanie Sigel & Conway the Machine]
That black and grey checker hold the heckler (Ha, ha)
Your vest obsolete when we squeeze from the neck up
M-16, I'm quick with the inf
Feel like Tony, [?], readin' a blimp
The world is yours, chico, uh huh, the art of war is lethal
Never cease it if the score is equal (Nah)
I kill 'em all dead (All dead), run in they spot, paint the walls red (Walls red)
Glock .40 for the bald heads (Bald heads)
Sometimes I feel like a hypocrite (Why?), I kill a nig*a
Make [?] off of tour, but then it's back to the wicked sh*t (Ah)
Yeah, like I'm in tune with my djinn
A hard flick when I spit without using a pen (Grr)
Dance with the devil, the death call
I'm out the Buff with the slanted face killer with Bells Pals'
Call your bluff, get stuffed in a can or a wood coffin
Or get clipped when that clip with the switch get lift off (Brr, grr)
[Chorus: Beanie Sigel & Conway the Machine]
Lock (Lock), load (Load)
Lock (Lock) , load (Load)
Lock (Lock), load (Load)
Lock (Lock), load (Load, yeah)
[Outro: Conway the Machine]
Boom boom boom boom boom boom
Doot doot doot doot
Brr
Yeah
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