Copy of Manolo Reloaded feat. Atlanta Drum Academy

Got that ammo locked and loaded Talkin' bout no burn up Pepper paint, I'll explode it Cabin in Manolo Manolo Got a cabin in Manolo Manolo Got a cabin in Manolo Manolo, Manolo I'm not here goin' post up My partners think I lost it My momma think I'm loco I keep my shooter close though You know it's fully automatic Shoot you straight, man that trigger Do you feel me? Damn it I got enemies, I can't see them all But they lurkin' I flip that cage on them I trigger fingers, they watchin' I got plenty ammo, got old and new They both testify And ain't nobody playin' with you Gon' mess around or come testify And I ain't gotta say no more Momma kick, kick, bang and the thing gon' blow Bad letters like a red dot All y'all gon' YAP, YAP, YAP, YAP All y'all gon' wanna dash from the backseat That's me with a cunt full of black ink I'ma hit y'all with it till I smack y'all with it Man down, man down Had a bad week Bad week Man down Man down, man down Had a bad week Do it for the tournament Ridin' with my top down Listenin' to this Jesus music Back on the grind again I know it's been a little while but it's been a little while