beatbox - price lyrics
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n*ggas want beef but i be grilling them and serving them
smoking on opps back to back i be rolling them
i just pull up and start the dumping and then i lay em down
i dont drive by i walk up to em and gun em down
caution tape your block with yellow tape and spin back around
i am not the joker my n*gga i’m not that type of clown
f*ck with me its going down
pa pa the chopper sound
feds scared to come around
young jock it going down
smoking on that tooka pack rest in peace to king von
64 and 65th o.block and otf
yea we lost a real one so we gotta spin the bin
pull up to your spot with that beatbox behind the tent
when i hop out i just put the bullets in the wind
bullets hit your body you harlеm shaking and shivering
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