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Beatbox Freestyle (SPOTEMGOTTEM REMIX) Lyrics - Artist : CalBoy
(Damn E, this shit exclusive)
Hey Bitch Hey Hope you got yours got rover mine Bitch I'm certified Young wild boy you know the vibes I was on the block like show your ride (Bih) Heard the boy want some problems Play with them dollars we gone load em nine Shawty like why you got to ride with So many bottles bitch I pulled a line (Oh) Weirdo boy don't come outside If I popping out you know someone gone die I'm working out till I know that she tired I hit it once then I broke her lil spine I had to pull out a four for the guys Boy you get smoke so you smoking the guys Most of these niggas be hoes in my eyes I let it blow so I roll with the max Arms so cold like a motherfucking stoner I don't trust no soul cause the chains on me (Uh Uh) I change slide cause they all on the side bro Can't even drive got the tank on E I'm jumping out with that thing on me Pussy you know I got range from b's Slitty gon tear off his face for me I'm sending shots in his brain (Baby I've been) Thuggin in my re box with that G lock Damn I heard he shot choppa make em beatbox I heard that you know that the heat hot Got rich off that G pot (Aye) Won't throw cheap shots Make yo main bitch eat cock Told her respect my pippin I got more bitches than lighting richen Glock came with a switch He pop out get busy we get him stitching I don't pay attention to oppositions in two dimensions All my brothers with a stick on benents Hope you bicthes listen Trap jump like the gym is La fitness is that dirty kitchen Shorty stopped the gimmick got to riches off these dirty Pigeons, We gon send him shots put him in a box just like A two the picture Won't pick up my phone bitch leave me lone I'm busy getting richer Baby pick yo poison we got percs or molly Lean and liquor I popped out with all my diamonds on I made her leave her nigga I don't even know what type of bitch you is If you smoke woods or swishers Boy was talking about all that shit he did He still ain't pull the trigger Choppa make him beatbox Uh damn I heard he shot I'm still thuggin in my re box I'm still thuggin with that G lock (Nigga, Nigga) |
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