[Intro]
High speed Ferrari movement,
Third lane switching lanes what up
Brooklyn what up,
Far Rock what up.
While Jay and Beyonce was mm mm kissing,
I was cooking one thousand grams in my kitchen,
When Nas was telling Kelis, I love you boo,
I was shining my nine, you know how I do,
[Chorus]
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, yeah
I got, I got a fully loaded clip.
[Verse 1]
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 you see me
I appear to disappear with the heater like a genie
That party and bullshit will get ya ass popped
Don't believe me, ask Fab, it got his ass shot,
I'm in the cut like germs, I do dirt like worms
Smoke weed, now I'm sure, nigga it's my turn
I fire on you ass, them hollow tips burn baby burn
I'm screaming fuck the cops, ride round with my glock
There’s my pistol on my bitch, nigga fuck that box
That’s how P got knocked, that's a jewel I drop,
But you ain't peep that nigga, go head repeat that nigga
You might learn a lil’ something if you learn to stop fronting
I make it look easy on three piece bb's,
Rollin, lokin, up early with the dopeman
While Janet and Jermaine was mm mm kissing,
I was bagging one thousand grams in my kitchen
When Puff was telling Kim, I love you boo
I was shining my nine, you know how I do
[Chorus]
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.
[Verse 2]
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 try to get it, holla at me if you with it
And lace up the chuckers, we can rob these motherfuckers
My stomach is growling, they say that I'm wiling
I'm doing my numbers, and I'm getting violent
They hearing me rapping, thinking I'm playing
They see the barrel and they see the flame
I need full cooperation, man give us the chain
The watch, the ring, an the grill we ain’t playing
I found out they just sound the same
Holla I got that nose candy man
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
[Chorus]
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.
I mean, let me show you how I do this right here
Now the Ruger holds sixteen, I put sixteen in the clip
I put it in, I cock that, one in the head
I take the clip out,
I put another one in the clip, I put it back
I got a fully loaded clip,
That was big with all that, let the bullets breathe
I need a fully loaded clip.
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50 Cent - Fully Loaded Clip Lyrics
