prkr blu - beatemdown lyrics
[intro: prkr blu]
i got rounds in this b+tch
i got rounds in this b+tch
i got rounds in this
(get the f+ck outta my room, i’m playing minecraft)
[verse 1: prkr blu]
i don’t care about that b+tch
forty rounds go right on top his head
ain’t got answers to these questions y’all be askin’
put his motherf+ckin’ bl!cky in my section
[chorus: prkr blu]
bring my dogs up, i ain’t ever gonna f+ckin leave ’em out
it’s up on my side in case, i ever gotta bring it out
gettin’ all this money gotta keep it in my bank account
pullin up wit’ all my brothers, yeah, we gonna beat ’em down
bring my dogs up, i ain’t ever gonna f+ckin leave ’em out
it’s up on my side in case, i ever gotta bring it out
gettin’ all this money gotta keep it in my bank account
pullin up wit’ all my brothers, yeah, we gonna beat ’em down
[verse 2: akkiro]
g56 up in my pocket, yeah, we gonna shoot
that boy talking on my team, he get put on the news
he don’t know what we gon’ do, in the end he gonna lose
couple bullets to yo’ mind
so you forget what you chose
we gon’ send that p+ssy boy to the sky
we gon’ put him on the ground, we don’t even gotta try
he don’t got no f+ckin’ money, i can see it when you lie
yeah, we in it just to win it, so we gon’ send them shoots to the sky
[verse 3: prkr blu]
shots to the sky (i just want him dead)
b+tch you gonna die (i feel so depressed)
pull up wit’ that fire
i don’t wanna lie
i got twenty rounds inside this clip, i’m ’boutta spray it
y’all got me f+cked up, i’m loosing all my patience
i got all this time, but i don’t wanna waste it
if y’all keep on talkin’ ’boutta put you in my+
tellin’ all these lies
fireworks in july
f+ck with us gon’ die
cookin’ this sh+t up add some thyme
tellin’ all these lies
fireworks in july
f+ck with us gon’ die
cookin’ this sh+t up add some thyme
[chorus: prkr blu]
bring my dogs up, i ain’t ever gonna f+ckin leave ’em out
it’s up on my side in case, i ever gotta bring it out
gettin’ all this money gotta keep it in my bank account
pullin up wit’ all my brothers, yeah, we gonna beat ’em down
bring my dogs up, i ain’t ever gonna f+ckin leave ’em out
it’s up on my side in case, i ever gotta bring it out
gettin’ all this money gotta keep it in my bank account
pullin up wit’ all my brothers, yeah, we gonna beat ’em down
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