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lil nigga – beatbox freestyle lyrics

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[intro]
best muhf+ckin’ rapper, n+gga
this lil’ n+gga, n+gga, let’s go

[verse]
ridin’ ´round with ur b+tch on the beatbox d+ck
n+ggas talkin’ so much sh+t but ain’t finna do sh+t
she listen to boombox
playin me on beatbox
n+ggas don’t got time im goin up on grind ain’t got time
to be f+ckin’ ur b+tch go n+gga 6 years old grand openin’
nated
came from ur b+tch everybody hated
ayy, i’m in miami, she givin’ me head on ocean drive while her n+gga outside
sucked me so good, i thought that i died
but when i nutted, i had came back alive
skeet on her face, it got in her eyes
now she tellin’ me she legally blind
gave her a towel and told her she fine
she kept suckin’ ’til she started cryin’
point ’em out, shoot ’em out, i spot ’em, i got ’em
he started runnin’, so i caught ’em (ayy, ayy)
bag on his head, i bought ’em (ayy)
told my shooter do everything that i taught him (ayy)
let me know if it’s a problem
like a school boy, i be super quick to solve it
thinkin’ my shooter r+t+rded
he take a pill and then snort it right off of his .40
snort it right off of his gun
shot a hunnid, then paid a hunnid for his bond
send a diss, i won’t respond (no)
slam dunk a n+gga like a n+gga was lebron (come on)
leave a n+gga where he stay
same place that i met him, i made him lay (come on, come on)
let a n+gga come and play
he gon’ tell his momma, “plan the funeral date” (prr, prr, prr, prr, prr)
i got the power like nelson mandela
you need a umbrella whenever i spray (whenever i spray)
leave him sh+tty like nutella
he gon’ need a pamper if he survive this k
me and my n+ggas, we down for whatever
we step on whoever in retro j’s (retro j’s)
bullet, stick like a th+rn, call it bella
make him cinderella if he betray, b+tch
[outro]
(that ain’t lil’ n+gga, that’s my n+gga)
yeah, yeah, they say they want that old sh+t back, you know (said that, make that, stand on that)
i told ’em, don’t get me started, n+gga
they say they want that n+gga jesus, put me in that mode (yeah, get that n+gga jesus)
you know, i’m tryna enjoy this bread (go)
you know, be fancy and sh+t, be mainstream and sh+t, you know, you know? (fasho)
they said i went commercial, like i still won’t come up off the hip and hurt you
b+tch ass n+gga
aight, man, it’s 9:46am in the mornin’, man, sh+t



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