CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Shipment
Lil' b*t*h
Loaded done did it again (Loaded done did it again)
Ayy, ayy, Tommy to your?brain,?shoot that sh*t,?I shoot that sh*t
Ayy, told 'em?come bring it, gonna ship that sh*t
Ayy (It's DirtyOnDaBeat)
Cargo, I need me a shipment
Ship that sh*t, ship that sh*t
Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it
Flip that sh*t, flip that sh*t
Ayy, cargo, I need me a shipment
Ship that sh*t, ship that sh*t
Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it
Flip that sh*t, flip that sh*t
Ain't no drive, I said, ?We good on them drugs? (Ayy, ayy)
He wanna rob, he get hit with a slug
Packin', he slackin', I'm packin' the middle for show
Bringing the smoke to his door
Just got a bag, I'ma make this sh*t grow (Oh-oh)
Wacked off top, I'ma knock off his 'fro
I got the bomber like my name Moe
Using the stove in the oven, first, I'ma break down the onion
Whip up the whites 'til it's chuckin', no job, that sh*t 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, I'ma walk 'round with the heat
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 sh*t, ship that sh*t
Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it
Flip that sh*t, flip that sh*t
Ayy, cargo, I need me a shipment
Ship that sh*t, ship that sh*t
Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it
Flip that sh*t, flip that sh*t
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
Message, you get waxed off top, no question
Ain't no fight, 'cause I'm too little to wrestle
Stir up the pot, heat 'em up like a kettle
Catch everyone just like he Eric Weddle
Make needle, they know that I'm good with this metal
Your bullets miss, mine already felt you
I'ma keep spinning until I distress you
You a pro in the streets, well, I'ma come test you
He got to die, he got shot in his eye
Brains off static, that sh*t had got fried (What?)
F**k that boy mama, don't care if she cry
F**k that b*t*h, too, 'cause I know that she lie
Ayy, cargo, I need me a shipment
Ship that sh*t, ship that sh*t
Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it
Flip that sh*t, flip that sh*t
Ayy, cargo, I need me a shipment
Ship that sh*t, ship that sh*t
Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it
Flip that sh*t, flip that sh*t
Ayy
Loaded done did it again (Loaded done did it again)
Ayy, ayy, Tommy to your?brain,?shoot that sh*t,?I shoot that sh*t
Ayy, told 'em?come bring it, gonna ship that sh*t
Ayy (It's DirtyOnDaBeat)
Cargo, I need me a shipment
Ship that sh*t, ship that sh*t
Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it
Flip that sh*t, flip that sh*t
Ayy, cargo, I need me a shipment
Ship that sh*t, ship that sh*t
Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it
Flip that sh*t, flip that sh*t
Ain't no drive, I said, ?We good on them drugs? (Ayy, ayy)
He wanna rob, he get hit with a slug
Packin', he slackin', I'm packin' the middle for show
Bringing the smoke to his door
Just got a bag, I'ma make this sh*t grow (Oh-oh)
Wacked off top, I'ma knock off his 'fro
I got the bomber like my name Moe
Using the stove in the oven, first, I'ma break down the onion
Whip up the whites 'til it's chuckin', no job, that sh*t 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, I'ma walk 'round with the heat
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 sh*t, ship that sh*t
Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it
Flip that sh*t, flip that sh*t
Ayy, cargo, I need me a shipment
Ship that sh*t, ship that sh*t
Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it
Flip that sh*t, flip that sh*t
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
Message, you get waxed off top, no question
Ain't no fight, 'cause I'm too little to wrestle
Stir up the pot, heat 'em up like a kettle
Catch everyone just like he Eric Weddle
Make needle, they know that I'm good with this metal
Your bullets miss, mine already felt you
I'ma keep spinning until I distress you
You a pro in the streets, well, I'ma come test you
He got to die, he got shot in his eye
Brains off static, that sh*t had got fried (What?)
F**k that boy mama, don't care if she cry
F**k that b*t*h, too, 'cause I know that she lie
Ayy, cargo, I need me a shipment
Ship that sh*t, ship that sh*t
Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it
Flip that sh*t, flip that sh*t
Ayy, cargo, I need me a shipment
Ship that sh*t, ship that sh*t
Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it
Flip that sh*t, flip that sh*t
Ayy
