[Hook x2] Load It, co*k It, Aim and Shoot Load It, co*k It, Aim and Shoot Living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang I say we load it, co*k it, aim and shoot Oh we load it, co*k it, aim and shoot Game f**ed up, streets ain't got loyalty Real dope boy, and I spit real n***a poetry n***as talkin' foul, loud, bout what they gon' do to me Bought all my cars white so when you see me, b**h you know it's me Know a Memphis n***a, but I'm cruisin' down college With my pistol in my pocket, a lil' bad b**h from college I'm getting head in my drophead, feeling like I'm bulletproof Fo' my n***as catch a body, gon' and get yourself a coupe or two Free that n***a Meech, and free my n***a Boosie too Tonight I'm in the strip club, and do what BMF would do I'm sick of rap n***as, where my strap, n***as? Got an AK and a 38 in my trap, n***as [Hook] I'm feeling some kind of way, ready to leave here today You cross that line with me p**y, I shoot you square in your face I keep these n***as in line, I keep these hoes in they place Breaking News: "Look at Gotti, that boy just caught him a case" Million cash for the bond, I got that sac on the way Don't need to talk to a lawyer, boy, I'm gettin out here today You think I come here to play, then you out your rabid a** mind I'm in the streets everyday, and I got a hell of a grind I was lost in the money, these streets was dying of hunger I put this rap sh** on hold and went got my n***as a bundle n***as six feet and under, cuz they was playin' with the king That last case I wasn't on the scene, I stood up for the team Never rat on my homies, n***as know I'm big homie You feelin bulletproof, swear to God, you don't want it, Nah [Hook]