Reloaded

Joe Bloww aka Mr Ralo Greyhound


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I reloaded, yah, yah, been a Couple days, living life done Made me humble, when it Come
To get money, nigga, know I bring the thunder, don't Give a f*ck, cause I don't Drip like
It's rain, nigga, but Ill hit You with lighting bolts with This 45, nigga, dead to your Brain, these niggas
Around here lame, they talk Too much, they givin' Names, I'm street nigga' Cause he rappin
Bout that trap that what They claim, nigga, I met Him bout a week ago, last Thing I heard
He was a plug, but I was Cheaper though, I'm a real Nigga, I was gettin' in, Servin' dope
Nigga, I used to watch Smokers smoke off a can, One thing you gon' know About me, I snap
Like rubber bands, try to Play me, I have that Youngin' somewhere in a Van, yah, nigga
I'm by myself, I don't need No help, long as I God first 1 in the head, of course
Know myself, I been a Straight up nigga, I been One of the fuckin' realest, That really
Showed the had, loyalty Before dishonor, a lot of Niggas screamin' loyalty and Say your
Honor, y'all niggas know Me, yeah, bloww, he sell Madonna, and I don't be Fuckin' with
Niggas, not me, not at all, But if you ever in my Presence, then I ain't Cappin', I just
Came to get the bag and get The f*ck up out the way, Yeah, a lot of niggas better Practice
What they preach, cause Everything I'ma speak is Gon' be me, guaranteed, Yeah, niggas know
Just what time it is, they Know I don't play, niggas Know just what time it is, I'm known
To scrape the plate, I'd Rather eat with niggas Hungry than a nigga greedy, Nigga, might just
Take your plate, I got young Niggas twisting fingers, eat Your face, I was just postin
In the hood servin' that yay Even though me, I'm always Humble, and you know I'm From the jungle
But when it come to the Business, best believe I Stand on numbers, yeah, Trap my harder, I was
Just postin' a hood servin' at Water, I started fuckin' with The blender, but I was Scared
Cause every time I touch That, somebody end up Dead, yah!! Nah ain't tryna Feel it, not up in my
City, know your boy a Certified, trapper put em Out of business, I don't give A f*ck about
Them niggas, expect the Ones who act like bitches, I Know a lot of bitches that's Realer than
Their own nigga, I don't Trust nothin' but my scale And my fuckin' pistol, play With me nigga
I be clutchin' on all y'all Niggas, mud babies, Eeeeeeee, bitch

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Written by: Jibaris Veal

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