50 Cent - Fully Loaded Clip lyrics
50 Cent [Curtis James Jackson III]
[50 Cent - Fully Loaded Clip lyrics]
While Jay and Beyonce was mm mm kissin'
I was cookin' one-thousand grams
In my kitchen
While Nas was telling Kelis "I love you boo"
I was shining my nine, ya know how I do
I got a fully loaded clip, I be on that shit
I got-I got a fully loaded clip
I got a fully loaded clip, I be on that shit
I got-I got a fully loaded clip
You want a problem with 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 with the
Heater like a genie
That party and bullshit'll get ya ass popped
Don't believe me - ask Fab
They got his head shot
I'm in the cut like germs
I do dirt like worms
Smoke on weed not on sherm
Nigga it's my turn
I fire on ya ass, them hollow-tips burn
Baby burn i'm screaming "Fuck the cops!"
Riding 'round with my Glock
There's my pistol on my bitch
Nigga fuck that box
That's how P got knocked
Thats's a jewel I drop
But you ain't peep that nigga, go 'head
Repeat that nigga
You might learn a little something if
You learn to stop fronting
I make it look easy on three piece bb's
Rolling locc-ing, up early with the dopemen
When Janet and Jermaine was mm mm kissing
I was bagging one-thousand grams
In my kitchen
When Puffy was telling Kim "I love you boo"
I was shining my nine, ya know how I do
I got a fully loaded clip, I be on that shit
I got-I got a fully loaded clip
I got a fully loaded clip, I be on that shit
I got-I got a fully loaded clip
At the dice game I bet it all
You hear what I'm saying?
Take grand, I form better
Nigga I ain't playing i'm trying to get it
Holla at me if ya with it
And lace up the Chukkas
We can rob these motherfuckers
My stomach is growling
They say that I'm wildin'
I'm doing my numbers, I'm getting violent
They hearing me rap and
They thinking 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 that thing, it sound insane
Holla, I got that nose candy, mane
When Jeezy and Keisha was mm mm kissin'
I was bagging one-thousand grams
In my kitchen when Trina was telling Wayne
"I love you boo" she was just running games
She told Buck that too
I got a fully loaded clip, I be on that shit
I got-I got a fully loaded clip
I got a fully loaded clip, I be on that shit
I got-I got a fully loaded clip
Now nigga
Let me show ya how I do this right here
Now, the Ruger hold 16
I put 16 in the clip, I put it in
I cock that
One in the head, I take the clip out
I put another one in it the clip
I put it back that was Big with all that
"let the bullets breathe"
I need a fully loaded clip
I was cookin' one-thousand grams
In my kitchen
While Nas was telling Kelis "I love you boo"
I was shining my nine, ya know how I do
I got a fully loaded clip, I be on that shit
I got-I got a fully loaded clip
I got a fully loaded clip, I be on that shit
I got-I got a fully loaded clip
You want a problem with 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 with the
Heater like a genie
That party and bullshit'll get ya ass popped
Don't believe me - ask Fab
They got his head shot
I'm in the cut like germs
I do dirt like worms
Smoke on weed not on sherm
Nigga it's my turn
I fire on ya ass, them hollow-tips burn
Baby burn i'm screaming "Fuck the cops!"
Riding 'round with my Glock
There's my pistol on my bitch
Nigga fuck that box
That's how P got knocked
Thats's a jewel I drop
But you ain't peep that nigga, go 'head
Repeat that nigga
You might learn a little something if
You learn to stop fronting
I make it look easy on three piece bb's
Rolling locc-ing, up early with the dopemen
When Janet and Jermaine was mm mm kissing
I was bagging one-thousand grams
In my kitchen
When Puffy was telling Kim "I love you boo"
I was shining my nine, ya know how I do
I got a fully loaded clip, I be on that shit
I got-I got a fully loaded clip
I got a fully loaded clip, I be on that shit
I got-I got a fully loaded clip
At the dice game I bet it all
You hear what I'm saying?
Take grand, I form better
Nigga I ain't playing i'm trying to get it
Holla at me if ya with it
And lace up the Chukkas
We can rob these motherfuckers
My stomach is growling
They say that I'm wildin'
I'm doing my numbers, I'm getting violent
They hearing me rap and
They thinking 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 that thing, it sound insane
Holla, I got that nose candy, mane
When Jeezy and Keisha was mm mm kissin'
I was bagging one-thousand grams
In my kitchen when Trina was telling Wayne
"I love you boo" she was just running games
She told Buck that too
I got a fully loaded clip, I be on that shit
I got-I got a fully loaded clip
I got a fully loaded clip, I be on that shit
I got-I got a fully loaded clip
Now nigga
Let me show ya how I do this right here
Now, the Ruger hold 16
I put 16 in the clip, I put it in
I cock that
One in the head, I take the clip out
I put another one in it the clip
I put it back that was Big with all that
"let the bullets breathe"
I need a fully loaded clip