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spotemgottem – beat box 6 lyrics

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[intro]
b+b+bullet in his head, d+mn, i did that sh+t
we be spinnin’ on yo block and knock yo f+ckin’ cap off (d+mn, this sh+t exclusive)
did that sh+t, left him dead, no f+ckin’ mistake
double+up on the opps, leave ’em all dead
bullets rainin’ on ’em, watch ’em all drop
shot him down three times with f+ckin’ glock
baddie come up to me said she wannna f+ck
said he wanna fight wit me, chop his legs off
chop him all up then eat up for lunch
i’m a shoota with a scope and it came with a clip
don’t get f+ck up ‘bout your life we shoot us a fl!ck
i’m a street soldier, with a trigger ready to pop
leave him stuck until he drown, make sure that he don’t get up
hop on the beat and k!ll that f+ckin’ sh+t
if he come back to live i’ma shoot him again
you finna come runnin’, wimpin’ come funny
burn away the shots on body bury those ones
chop him all up put his body in the lake
chop him up and i’ma bake him on the oven
alway make sure your doors always locked
[verse]
ayy, ayy
yo b+tch, she givin’ me head in the car
shooting this b+tches while driving a car
feelin’ like a menace, might rob a store
me and homies, we kickin’ down doors
he showin’ his money, we know that he broke
me and homies shootin’ down b+tches who be steppin’ to us
b+tch i be stabbin’ my d+ck in her mouth
24k, k!llin’ this b+tches just like kobe
bullets knock his head off, f+ck the oops we sped off
heard he caught a body, isn’t that a little off now?
goofy ahh dreadlocks, red forces, red socks
this smg will f+ckin’ make yo bed rock
shoutout to ck this treat will make you f+ckin’ talk
these b+tches giving me head
shot a hunnid, i’m done, sike, strike again like a b+tch lebron
24k, shooting down b+tches just like kobe, hold on brrrt bop
shot him down twice if come back to life i’ma shoot him again, brrrt bop
if he steppin’ to me i’ma shoot him in the heart, brrrt bop
b+tch this draco make yo bed rock, brrt bop
yeah, hold on
b+b+bullet in his head, d+mn, i did that sh+t
we be spinnin’ on yo block and knock yo f+ckin’ cap off
did that sh+t, left him dead, no f+ckin’ mistake
double+up on the opps, leave ’em all dead
bullets rainin’ on ’em, watch ’em all drop
shot him down three times with f+ckin’ glock
baddie come up to me said she wannna f+ck
said he wanna fight wit me, chop his legs off
chop him all up then eat up for lunch
i’m a shoota with a scope and it came with a clip
don’t get f+ck up ‘bout your life we shoot us a fl!ck
i’m a street soldier, with a trigger ready to pop
[verse]
bur— bur— burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off
tried to get away from me, had a standoff
hit him in the spine, knock his dreads off
my woadie just caught a body, i nicknamed him randy moss
thuggin’ in my reeboks, riding with a g+shock
shh, i heard he shot, draco make ’em beat box
he made that sharp turn, woadie spot ’em, peeled the car
had a mask on, draco make ’em beat box
in miami with my motherf+ckin’ heat out
with another n+gga b+tch, said she got her feet out
i walked in the party, i’m on my big four sh+t
ready to get it started, b+tch, i got no sense
oh, he the plug, ridin’ ’round with four bricks
call me kobe, twenty+four on me
can’t f+ck wit’ her no more, bad lil’ b+tch, 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’ sh+t like jackie chan today, got my kicks on
i aim, i hit my target, i’ma up this b+tch regardless
[outro]
bur— bur— burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off
tried to get away from me, had a standoff
hit him in the spine, knock his dreads off
my woadie just caught a body, i nicknamed him randy moss
th— th— thuggin’ in my reeboks, riding with a g+shock
shh, i heard he shot, draco make ’em beat box
og made that sharp turn, woadie spot ’em, peeled the car
had a mask on, draco make ’em beat box



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