Lil Loaded – 6locc 6a6y (Remix) (ft. NLE Choppa) (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download, watch the video to the remix to “6locc 6a6y” by Lil Loaded now featuring NLE Choppa. The song was produced by Tommy Franco.

Lil Loaded 6locc 6a6y (remix)

Dallas might not be a notable hot spot for hip-hop in the way that Houston is but they do have their fair share of exports that have emerged. Artists like Yella Beezy and Asian Doll have exploded onto the scene over the last few years but in the past few months, it’s Lil Loaded who’s brought the energy of the young boys, specifically due to the success of “6locc 6a6y.”

This week, Lil Loaded gave more shelf life to the single by releasing a brand new remix featuring NLE Choppa. Haunting keys and looming 808s set the tone for the track which includes Loaded’s verses from the original. It’s NLE Choppa who swings through with melodies and an animated flow that contrasts Loaded’s deadpan vocals.

Lil Loaded – 6locc 6a6y (Remix) (ft. NLE Choppa) (prod. Tommy Franco)

https://soundcloud.com/lil-loaded1/6locc-6a6y-remix-feat-30-deep

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Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Loaded]
Tommy Franco make it bang though
Ayy
Ayy, ayy (Bitch)
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Lil Loaded]
Catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what?
Catch me on the block, block baby, uh (Bitch)
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, Glock baby, what?
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, uh (Glock baby)
Catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what?
Catch me on the block, block baby, uh (Bitch)
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, Glock baby, what?
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, ayy (Glock baby)

[Verse 1: Lil Loaded]
Bad ass kids, we was racin’ with the streetlight (What?)
Brand new ‘fit, got a Glock with the G Nikes (Skrrt)
Fresh white tee with a creased pair of Levis
Real ass Crip, I’ll never ever be slime (Hell nah)
Fake ass bitch, she’ll never ever be mine (Never that)
Cut a ho off, we don’t love these felines (No cap)
No conversation, he ain’t got a stick (What?)
If this get ‘scalated, I’ma shoot mine quick (Baow)
Big four-five push through a nigga shit (Push it back)
Focused on the money, we ain’t beefin’ ’bout a bitch (Hell nah, hell nah)
I’m a block baby with a six (What?)
I’m a cheat code, nigga, I’m a glitch (No cap)
Throw me in the game and I’m bound to get rich
Niggas turned ho, said why them nigga switch? (Why?)
So many times a nigga could’ve been a lick (No cap)
I’ma wet a nigga up, leave his whole body drenched (Yeah)

[Chorus: Lil Loaded & NLE Choppa]
Catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what?
Catch me on the block, block baby, uh (Bitch)
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, Glock baby, what?
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, uh (Glock baby)
Catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what? (Ayy)
Catch me on the block, block baby, uh (Bitch)
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, Glock baby, what? (Brr)
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby (Glock baby, ayy)

[Verse 2: NLE Choppa]
Catch me on the block with some grays, ten tray
And you know a nigga Crip from the M to L.A
Anywhere, any day, we gon’ spray choppas
Got my nana lay, we gon’ put the nigga in the grave
Fuck what you talkin’ ’bout
Walk up to ’em and walk ’em down
Early form up, ASR rifle
Hit ’em and air them out
Standin’ on the block with the gang in this bitch
Got my flag on the lift and I’m letting it hang
Draco bounce it to the right and to the left
I like the Glizzy better ’cause I got aim
Shit back ’em up, bullets mark ’em up
He talkin’ too much, I left me a stain
We ain’t doin’ water water, shooters for a thought up
Bitch, you know we aim at your brain

[Chorus: Lil Loaded]
Catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what?
Catch me on the block, block baby, uh (Bitch)
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, Glock baby, what?
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, uh (Glock baby)
Catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what?
Catch me on the block, block baby, uh (Bitch)
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, Glock baby, what?
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby (Glock baby)

[Verse 3: Lil Loaded]
Walk in the party, I just bought a stick (What?)
Got a new Glock to go with my new ‘fit (New ‘fit)
Niggas keep talking, I’m shooting this shit (Baow baow)
Fuck a post up, my nigga comin’ right quick (No cap)
My niggas gon’ jam a J special quick (J special)
Nigga keep talking, we come with them glicks (What?)
Roll, roll, roll, roll down the street (Ooh)
Got me a chop and a .223 (Ooh)
F&N’s coming, they blowin’ his feet
No, blowin’ his head ’cause I’m aimin’ for teeth (No cap)
Nigga, what’s up? I’m gon’ aim for the cheeks (Yeah)
Ooh, big smoke, ayy
Big dope smoke and I got it in the back
Brother told me go get me a rack (Go get it)
So I went and got a pack and I made it right back
Had to make this shit double ’cause I got it like that, what?
I got the dope in the kitchen (No cap)
My niggas just wanna get millions, ayy
They see a young nigga gon’ make it (No cap)
So they feelin’ like they can go get it, ayy
My brother in the ground, nigga, skeleton and bones
And my uncle doing life, he ain’t never comin’ home (No cap)
This shit really crazy, couldn’t feel ’em, gettin’ stoned
And these niggas don’t know ’cause my mind really gone