Reloaded Lyrics - Tech N9ne Collabos

This that St. Louis shit 

Bitch, I know you mad 

Bitch, I know you mad 

Come and say that to my face (Yeah) 

Come and say that to my face (Skrrt) 

I'm from the city of greats (Yeah) 

We shooters that trap everyday 

Look, you don't know nothing 'bout me, if you wanna learn Homie, please sit where I stay 

St. Louis like Nelly, eyy 

Look what you wearing, a nine or a K 

Fuck all that talking, we mobbing and running commas up 'till the dollars is overflowing my pockets 

I'm the plug, I'm the [psychic] dawg, you can get it for the low 

Got that Midas touch dawg everything gold 

You a hater dawg, you should really check your clothes for bullet holes, I suppose, Lambos with butterfly doors, suggest you move over like transpose 

You know I'm the problem with Tech on the last song like 

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I know they hate it when I brought it back 

You talking shit that you don't know about 

I cannot lose focus, they tryna play my focus 

I can feel the devil on me 

I just reloaded 

Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier 

Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier 

Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier 

Reloaded, reloaded 

They see me with women, that's glamorous 

People think I'm polyamorous 

When I go hippity-hop I hammer chicks 

Never blowing bunk and bammer sticks 

Muffed the milli and mind your manners, miss 

Blood I get to blasting that blammer bitch 

Action always acompanies an anarchist 

Suckers slip up and stammer shit 

But I like living life lovely and lantern lit, motherfucker 

I am the Tech, I'm buying the jet 

Lot of people are freaking out with maybe flying the vet 

I am the check, no denying bitches crying for sex 

Spying, dying, or wet, wanna put the N9ne in your neck 

They really wanna deepthroat it 

'Cause everything he quoted 

Was devoted to making them miss it and decode it 

Incredible fucking piece of what the siz and the bees voted 

The T's roguish and sees solace when reloaded 

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I know they hate it when I brought it back 

You talking shit that you don't know about 

I cannot lose focus, they tryna play my focus 

I can feel the devil on me 

I just reloaded 

Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier 

Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier 

Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier 

Reloaded, reloaded 

Niggas want me to go away 

Pray to God I get 86'd 

Unaware who they fucking with 

From the looks of those baby dicks, life's a bitch and her head game make most lames come crazy quick 

Cash rules everything around me 

Now you know what to pay me with 

Wait, I don't know what could be matter with them 

They want me to battle with them 

It's all automatic, if Tech is clapping, I'm clapping with him 

Ain't nothing but static, the homie Darrein had to hit him 

And now I'm attacking the rhythm, back with the pattern 

And that'll get 'em to admit that I literally gotta be one of the illest they ever heard with the bla bla 

What the fuck y'all think, yeah my shit don't stink and they all pissed off we the ca-ca (damn) ha-ha 

I know they hate it when I brought it back 

You talking shit that you don't know about 

I cannot lose focus, they tryna play my focus 

I can feel the devil on me 

I just reloaded 

Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier 

Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier 

Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier 

Reloaded, reloaded