Infamous Mobb - Empty Out (Reload) lyrics

Yeah

If it's on dun, come with it
No matter what I'm flippin' see
This gun that I'm grippin'
I'm about to throw the clip in and
Empty out! reload! air him out quick!
Empty out! aim strait for his fucking head!
I gets down, I'm with it
No matter what I'm flippin
See this gun that I'm grippin
I'm about to throw the clip in and
Empty out! reload! air him out quick!
Empty out! aim strait for his fucking head!

You niggas want it
I got it, got it ready to give it to ya
Full blast empty reloaded controller set fast
Bitches get whiplash tryin to
Catch a quick glance
No time for romance, strenght like conan
Compare me to no man get with the program
Or get found somewhere in no mans land
Never half step, slip get clapped up
Don't act up
I hit like a mack truck you want get back up
Light yo back up, it's death when I map up
We mobb nigga force my hand he get jacked up
Applause for the cause you be
In critical clapped up your body wrapped up
(yeah) in a body cas tah!

If it's on dun, come with it
No matter what I'm flippin' see
This gun that I'm grippin'
I'm about to throw the clip in and
Empty out! reload! air him out quick!
Empty out! aim strait for his fucking head!

(Jump Off Niggawhat Upim3yeahwhat up)
Ayo, jump off nigga you ain't gone do shit
That ice grill you wearing don't
Scare me you lil' bitch
This ain't no movie script
This is real life
Ayo I'll catch you at the red light
And give it to you right
You be layed out homie
Like Harold was a menus (what up)
Brace you self, get the fuck up out the car
You know what it is
Drop the keys on the floor
Your guts, your blood, all over the pavement
Soon you seen us pull up
You know you in danger you crumbled up
(crumbled up) jumpin' in back of your truck
You scary ass nigga, your ass out of luck

If it's on dun, come with it
No matter what I'm flippin' see
This gun that I'm grippin'
I'm about to throw the clip in and
Empty out! reload! air him out quick!
Empty out! aim strait for his fucking head!

(Yeahayo here it gowhat up)
I'll get right down to business
We hands on niggas
I gotta be involved, gotta get mines
(or I'm flippin) what the fuck I look like
Lettin you run around just living
What you think we infamous for
I'm about to show betrim
Nigga I ain't cut from cloth
Or cut from strands
Of DNA that will have bush
Shitting in his pants
P and H proved we can do this for years
We got lil niggas just finding out who we is
We got them bitches that jump
On other niggas dicks
They feel like idiots when they
Hear our new shit (BITCH)
We mobstas and gangstas boy
Every body in the world better know my voice
I am the news, we are whats happening now
I am the reasons these niggas having doubts
Ya'll know the reasons why
Y'all ain't coming around
Cause we are the faces you see
When bullets take you out

If it's on dun, come with it
No matter what I'm flippin' see
This gun that I'm grippin'
I'm about to throw the clip in and
Empty out! reload! air him out quick!
Empty out! aim strait for his fucking head!
I gets down, I'm with it
No matter what I'm flippin
See this gun that I'm grippin
I'm about to throw the clip in and
Empty out! reload! air him out quick!
Empty out! aim strait for his fucking head!