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(feat. Chris Brown & Wiz Khalifa) Trippin' niggas Lt's get retch 2 x Hook: I'm loadin' up and I'm ridin' out They talkin' shit but they hidin' out Real niggas know what I'm talkin' bout I'm loadin' up and I'm ridin' out They talkin' shit but they hidin' out Real niggas know what I'm talkin' bout Rack got the rack, I got the sack Get the bump beans, pack up the pack Stay with the mean and 2 cups in the zip Juicy don't find that, just end of the clips blowin' like cash, out of the gas Pay on their sticks and they run up and blast Next time you're seeing this face on the shirt Next time you're ridin' stretched limo hearse see why you niggas mad nigga That to me you so cash nigga Stuffed in a Louie bag nigga Juicy J be that nigga Letras de cancionesBig bag and that's pain killer Codeine in my drink killer Mostly niggas be lyin' sayin' they is but ain't killers Nigga wanna play with me, I'ma break his mouth Give my youngins, they a do it, I'ma bring 'em out Damn they on your ass then they flyin' takin' off Nigga we gon' take a life before we take a loss 2 x Hook: I'm loadin' up and I'm ridin' out They talkin' shit but they hidin' out Real niggas know what I'm talkin' bout I'm loadin' up and I'm ridin' out They talkin' shit but they hidin' out Real niggas know what I'm talkin' bout My diamonds sing like Ray J homie, every day's a payday Rollin up that KK, now it's going down like mayday All my niggas be chillin', stackin money to the ceiling used to smoke out the parking lot, now we owning a building oh Used to tell niggas I was gonna here but they ain't really understand Now they see me in that brand new Rari and start to think I'm the man Now my jeans cost a grand, now my draws fill the stands Now they see that I'm ballin cuz I have to bring in them bands uh Now when niggas be tourin, now my money be foreign All my niggas be scorin, section very important I'm cakin up, you fakin up, I'm rollin weed when I'm wakin up Instead of talkin shit and try to hate my nuts Just grab a drink, come drink with us [2 x Hook:] Okay, okay Front page, I'm on the news Nigga call me a dropout Real nigga, 100 Never needing no copout Diamonds on my chain just pop off You already know what I'm bout Got bad bitches from overseas but I need a big ass from the south Look at us, we made it Bottles up in the air now 25 racks a night, give a fuck bout swinging your hair out Getting trippy man with some frisky things I am the shit and you niggas ain't 'Cause if I mention yall I'ma make you famous You still ain't nothing, I'm stainless We famous, anything you want right now Baby girl just name it And I'ma get real deep in the pussy The number one nigga, ain't no need for replacement Getting in my spaceship, I'm high as a bitch, fly as a bitch Okay Juicy and Wiz, every day we do this shit 2 x Hook: I'm loadin' up and I'm ridin' out They talkin' shit but they hidin' out Real niggas know what I'm talkin' bout I'm loadin' up and I'm ridin' out They talkin' shit but they hidin' out Real niggas know what I'm talkin' bout From Letras Mania