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Beat Box 2

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Stretch gangFace shots at the face, don′t trip on yo' lace

Mafia

Bur-Bur-Burn away a carbon beam, knocked yo′ legs off

Tried to get away from me, had a stand off

Hit 'em in the spine, knock his dreads off

My woadie just caught a body, I nicknamed him Randy Moss

Thuggin' in my Reebok′s, riding with a G-SHOCK

Shh- I heard he shot, Draco make a beat box

OG made that sharp turn, woadie spot ′em, peeled the car

Had a mask on, Draco make 'em beat box

In Miami with my motherfuckin′ heat out

With another nigga bitch, said she got her feet out

I walked in the party, I'm on my big goon shit

Ready to get it started, bitch, I got no sensе

Oh, he the plug, ridin′ 'round with four bricks

Call me Kobе, 24 on me

Can′t fuck wit' her no more, that lil' bitch, she do the most

I get my groove on every time I see them folks

I got the antidote, I′m thinking that′s something you need to know

I'm smooth and I′m cold, she know my wrist on froze

Skinny jeans on with a big bankroll

She playin' my song, I got her takin′ off her thong

I'm tryna get it on, she feeling all over my Peter bone

Two rights don′t make a wrong, it just go on and on

I'm kickin' shit like Jackie Chan ′til they got my kicks on

I aim, I hit my target, I′ma up this bitch regardless

Bur-Bur-Burn away a carbon beam, knocked yo' legs off

Tried to get away from me, had a stand off

Hit ′em in the spine, knock his dreads off

My woadie just caught a body, I nicknamed him Randy Moss

Thuggin' in my Reebok′s, riding with a G-SHOCK

Shh- I heard he shot, Draco make a beat box

OG made that sharp turn, woadie spot 'em, peeled the car

Had a mask on, Draco make ′em beat box (brr)

I'm strapped up wit' this jug, one in the head, already de-cocked (it′s de-cocked)

I pop out when the beef hot, won′t see me creepin' on your block (nope, nope)

I work the back seat, we went three deep and got ten people shot (blrrrd, blrrrd)

I hit the auto-switch and made it twerk and while he dumped the Glock (blrrrd, blrrrd)

Got the drop on all his spot, he gettin′ robbed if he go or not

I know the taste and love Wock', he pourin′ up in exotic pop

That booster hitter tried to pull a move and that shit got him dropped

Blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd, you pussies know what's up

Turn a nigga to a pack, we break ′em down and roll 'em up

Ain't shit changed but the whip, now it′s a Rolls truck when I′m pulling up

And I still ain't check the time up on my Cartier, just hold it up (blrrrd)

Don′t come around acting gangster, we call your bluff (blrrrd-blrrrd)

Put trust in these firearms, know we dangerous

If you catch me speed up, bitch, give it up or I'ma buss

We shoot your shit up on the E-Way, get out the same lane as us

Blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd (same lane as us), Big Blrrrd

Bur-Bur-Burn away a carbon beam, knocked yo′ legs off

Tried to get away from me, had a stand off

Hit 'em in the spine, knock his dreads off

My woadie just caught a body, I nicknamed him Randy Moss

Thuggin′ in my Reebok's, riding with a G-SHOCK

Shh- I heard he shot, Draco make a beat box

OG made that sharp turn, woadie spot 'em, peeled the car

Had a mask on, Draco make ′em beat box