Got the Mack Loaded - Lil B

Yeah

You feel me?

This that Red Flame baby

Devil Music

This don’t sound too evil, don’t it?

Uh

The battlegrounds are never found

The silence that don’t wanna leave

That come around

You never scared, you never found

We ridin' round with the chopper

In the backseat

Money in the backseat

Thoughts on our mind

Phew

Uh

Let these niggas know that it’s not sweet

Gats in our hand that show these suckers due then done got meet

Why you play Lil B?

Now you finna go to sleep

Guaranteed he paid back

Remember me from way back?

Yeah Summer

, he a cat

Never know who change that

Now it’s time to meet to the maker

You arranged that

Dressed in all black

I rolled on 'em like a Maybach

Face-to-face, bullets, ammunition give 'em playback

If you can’t hear that

Please have 'em lit back

After all that

Take 'em

And get his grip back

I’mma lay him down up in the coffin like a Kit-Kat

Lay his ass down, no speaking, no chit-chat

Turn me to a killer

Never thought I would go back

I never thought I would go back

Yeah

Uh

Chest, arm

Right arm, left arm

Neck gone

Teflon, vest on

Still alive

The best one

Leave cats some

Shotgun

His head’s sprung

Head gone

You laying on the ground

Banging next one

With your friends

You would’ve thought you regret some

Now I know the cops know I’m leaving

Blood

Everywhere I go

Mask up or no mask

Heh

In a conflict the giant’s spit

Play me like a fool again

I show 'em how Saddam sits

Huh-ha

Nigga I show you how this bomb sits

Two eleven your mom bitch

Yeah

Check this

I can hit 'em a little harder

Play the game a little smarter

Watching through the curtains

Nigga pistol by the water

Grenades up in the couches

And suckas praying for tomorrow

Fuck going hidin' I’m thuggin' and you know it

Jeans stay coated

Niggas ain’t notice

I took the game over

Rain, sleet, snow’d it

Suckas stay knowing

And I got the marks loaded

Nigga I got the mack loaded nigga

Red Flame Devil Music

Let’s rock bitch