Neighborhood

Do you want smoke?
We want all the smoke
One, two
Grimey bang deuce
Three, four
Bring the smoke to his door
Five, six
Loaded Bang Six-O
Seven, eight
Murda caught 'em with the Drac'
I'm a real killer, I ain't worried about a fight
Nigga shot me in my hand
Pussy died the same night
They like, "Get away from Dallas, you gon' throw away yo' life"
Keep a big ol' glizzy on me just to make up for the height
Ask about me in the city, Loaded still be earning stripes
'Cause im rollin' and rollin' six-o, fosho
Pull that forty, I'ma blow
Just like bacon, he get smoked
No operation, he get poked
Aye, let's get it, get it, go
One, two
Grimey bang deuce
Three, four
Bring the smoke to his door
Five, six
Loaded Bang Six-O
Seven, eight
Murda caught 'em with the Drac'
Ain't gotta aim the Drac' 'cause all I gotta do is swing you
We ain't playin' on this drill, I said, "Fuck it, I'ma wing it"
Loaded keep on shootin' the glizzy, now he got my ears clinging
Track took me to the jeweler, now he got my grill blingin'
Fuck this bitch one time, now the bitch be still finkin'
Told her that I bust a nut and the bitch was still eatin'
Yeah, they know that I'm a rapper but this Drake be still singin'
If he dissin' on the gang, he fuck around and get a feature
One, two
Grimey bang deuce
Three, four
Bring the smoke to his door
Five, six
Loaded Bang Six-O
Seven, eight
Murda caught 'em with the Drac'
First hand, I had seen what choppas do to that flesh
Run up on Loaded, I'ma blast you
Leave yo' goofy ass stretched
I'm a neighborhood baby, bitch, clean up my Mecc
He tried to run, I hit his ones and then it knocked off his check
Murdaa, Murdaa, that's my brotha', bitches murdaas she wrote
Loaded, Loaded, he be rollin', bitch, he be bangin' Six-O
Bumper to bumper, made him crash, damn near knocked off his door
That AR pistol never jam, I thank the lord for my scope
One, two
Grimey bang deuce
Three, four
Bring the smoke to his door
Five, six
Loaded Bang Six-O
Seven, eight
Murda caught 'em with the Drac'