Shipment

Lil' bitch
 Lil Loaded done did it again (Loaded done did it again)
 Ayy, ayy, told 'em come bring it, shoot that shit, I shoot that shit
 Ayy, told 'em come bring it, gonna ship that shit
 Ayy, ayy (It's DirtyOnDaBeat)
 Cargo, I need me a shipment
 Ship that shit, ship that shit (ship that shit)
 Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it
 Flip that shit, flip that shit (flip that shit)
 Ayy, cargo, I need me a shipment
 Ship that shit, ship that shit (ship that shit)
 Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it
 Flip that shit, flip that shit (flip that shit)
 Ain't no drive, I said "We good on them drugs" (ay, ay)
 He wanna rob, he get hit with a slug
 Packin', he slackin', I'm packin' the middle for show (fo' sho')
 Bringing the smoke to his door (goddamn)
 Just got a bag, I'ma make this shit grow (oh-oh)
 Wacked off top, I'ma knock off his 'fro (boom-boom)
 I got the bomber like my name Moe
 Using the stove in the oven (what?), first, I'ma break down the onion
 Whip up the whites 'til it's chuckin', no job, that shit wasn't for me
 Love in the city, my whole hood love me
 Still in the streets, nothin' but a Glock on me
 No bodyguard for me (no), I'ma walk 'round with the heat (boom-boom)
 I got a C, I got a Glock
 And my brother gon' walk around with a mop
 Ayy, cargo, I need me a shipment
 Ship that shit, ship that shit (ship that shit)
 Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it
 Flip that shit, flip that shit (flip that shit)
 Ayy, cargo, I need me a shipment
 Ship that shit, ship that shit (ship that shit)
 Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it
 Flip that shit, flip that shit (flip that shit)
 He wanna talk, he get outlined in chalk
 I'ma face him when I knock off his top
 Teach him a lesson to send him a message (gon' learn)
 He gettin' taxed off top, no blessing (no blessin')
 Message, you get waxed off top, no question
 Ain't no fight, 'cause I'm too little to wrestle (hell no)
 Stir up the pot, heat 'em up like a kettle (like kettle)
 Catch everyone just like he Eric Weddle (yah)
 Magneto, they know that I'm good with this metal
 Your bullets miss, mine already felt you (boom-boom)
 I'ma keep spinning until I distress you (skrrt)
 You a pro in the streets, well, I'ma come test you
 He got to die, he got shot in his eye (oh-oh)
 Brains off static, that shit had got fried (what?)
 Fuck that boy mama, don't care if she cry (hell no)
 Fuck that bitch, too, 'cause I know that she lie
 Ayy, cargo, I need me a shipment
 Ship that shit, ship that shit (ship that shit)
 Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it
 Flip that shit, flip that shit (flip that shit)
 Ayy, cargo, I need me a shipment
 Ship that shit, ship that shit (ship that shit)
 Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it
 Flip that shit, flip that shit (flip that shit)
 Ayy