Hip Hop Party music with a twist of R&B and Reggae...
lyrics
Chorus:
Loud. OPM Overdose, thats the definition of dope. Nigga Im talking that loud. (x2) We Blowin That. (x2) Loud. Cant get no Louder. And You know we got that. (x2) Now for them get louder. Loud We smell Like (x2) Loud. Me cant get no louder. And you know we got that Loud. and you know we smokin Loud. now for the youth get Louder.
Verse1 Vicious Automatic:
Walked in the shop already high, Walked out with a half ounce. God damn it I forgot to buy a damn swisher, why I'm tripping I'm bout to go get some liquor so I can just get it from there. Put it up in the air. Ay. We hella loud, when ever we come around. We stir up a fucking crowd, You semolina you know Im down, Nigga. A pretty smile we packing and passing nouns. Im tryna get so tore up that Im bout to pass out nigga. City lights, palm trees, kush, indicas, from the state where the weather stay a perfect temperature. West Coast, no I don't know jethrow, she gave me that petro. Criminal how I take niggaz bitches, call me clepto. Smoking every 10 minutes, call me a kushaholic, Im LA’s Best capitals one, what in your wallet. The best rapper is the shit in toilet, guess whats in my closet.
Chorus:
Loud. Blown on that loud, Chain on Loud. Smoking on that loud like we cant get no louder. Smoking on that loud, Molly on that wow, All up in the crowd. Now for them get louder. Loud. Vicious Automatic, Patrick, Chilly Willy, In the crowd like, Loud. Blowing all the cash, Preyn on them dogs like Loud Now for the youth, get louder.
Verse2 Chilly Willy:
Dont make me pull the horns off our head, hell boy. Bow down and kiss these converse, Bruce LeRoy. Snitching niggaz always fucking with an allaby. Fuck with me and all you see is red apple samuri. Every day ickary, sick and piling shit. Baby OPM, All she say is don't overdose. Give her pot that A. Dee. Do. That rotor rooter, All she get is that. She be sucking me up like a hoover ay. One plus two. Then I get it! Niggaz talking like they don't get it. I be special Eding niggaz, dumb Uh confounded. Then you flex capacitor, doin it in my dalorian. Fuck with, Don't rap around me, Im not a fan. Im an air conditioner. Baby I am Cavaraw. You are so small, You pissin on your balls. I am lost like a dog, I am Rough, I just get it bitch off the roof. Im popping off that molly got me sweating, This my tech yea.
Chorus:
Yea, Bitches love smoke, Bitches love Molly, So you know they love loud. Loud. Me cant get no louder. Hoes love Pat, Love Vish, Hoes love Chilly cause he louder. Now for them, Get Louder. Loud. Come to the crib, Ima hit it so hard, Ima have you yelling louder. Me cant get no louder. Loud. Pound for pound. Round for round. Man Bithes trade pussy for the loud. Now for the youth get louder. Loud
Verse3 Patrick Antonian:
The goon squad is on mash mode. Pop the truck, Click the whip on the strip, In straight cash mode. Ugly girls be saying they be some assholes. I tell em kiss the hand that where the cash goes. Official pimp, its the click don't get it twisted. No gang, its mob shit, stay handling business. chilly willy got blue magical crystals. Vicious Auto got bitches touchin they ankles. We turned up. don't ask why, say why not. I touch and turn on bitches like an iPod. Kill the bar, crack a few hoes and shake the spot. Grab the 40 glock, One Eye closed. Im cyclopse. It aint no telling the level we bout to take it to, If your dial maximum ten, We break the magnitude. We ingest everything y'all stay away from, A1, Everything homie I stay amazing.
Chorus:
Loud. We Blowin That. (x2) Loud. Cant get no Louder. And You know we got that. (x2) Now for them get louder. Loud We smell Like (x2) Loud. Me cant get no louder. And you know we got that Loud. and you know we smokin Loud. now for the youth get Louder.
credits
from #25forever,
released March 5, 2016
featuring Vicious Automatic and Chilly Willy
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