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Verse 1
Dm
Drop your thangs and just box
Nigga, just drop your thangs
and just box
Nigga, just drop your thangs
and just box
Nigga, just drop your thangs and just box
Yo, I hit the party in my t
-shirt and tennis shoes
See yo' watchin' in they highboys
and church suits
Actin' tough in the club,
ain't gon' get you home
Gettin' drunk on
Patron, just gon' get you domed
Still steppin' on my shoes,
boy, this n***a happy
This n***a thanky
Lil'
John and his partner
Scrappy
Goin' dumb with this bitch
so he don't like me
This ain't the
South, boy, we ain't crook, we go hyphy
You gotta know the rules, play and let it go
You get to trippin',
my n***a, you gotta hit the dough
Rollin' up this 8 -9 gram,
I'm tryna make a plan
Tuggin' on your main bitch hand,
tryna make a friend
This type of escapade normally
make a tech a spray
I'm in the parking lot,
standin' by the
Escalade
You got a problem,
we ain't fight like a man
101 with the fear,
get your face in the sand, n***a
Nigga just drop your thangs and just box
Nigga you a bitch with your gun,
snitch with your gun
Still get found in a ditch with your gun
Bitch with your gun, snitch with your gun
Still get found in a ditch with your gun
Figg never played with them guns,
know you hear it
Figg ain't shot nothin' up but kill spirits
Figg ain't the one to be
scared of them losses
One -on -one fightin' for stripes
with right bosses
Uppercuts and headbutts
to get a head rush
Bitch niggas rather kick back
and let they lead bust
I've been a pitbull since either we than
Kenny
King
Used to chuck em by the corner,
stole whoever win
Them was my
OG's and I was just a
BG
Whoever want to see me, figure
Roke can eat him
But now we got them old
niggas that bust what they
Tommy
But call it out, they
Tommy get rushed like tsunami
Cause everybody tired of them
R .I .P's
We bout to bring this fight back,
man, to all our streets
Now, cowards runnin' packs
and killers runnin' crews
Little niggas stand alone,
man, and do what we do
I wanna bust you, but homie,
let me ask you
Why you wanna play with that gun
and make me blast you?
Rhymes all primed and shit,
she gotta ask you
She make shit that's better than safe on caskets,
you dumb nigga
Drop your thangs and just box
Nigga, just drop your thangs
and just box
Nigga, you a bitch with your gun,
snitch with your gun
Still get felt in the ditch with your gun
Bitch with your gun, snitch with your gun
Still get bounced in the ditch with your gun
Old friends like to make up and get cavvy
Hell nah, she in the club
with your baby daddy
She got the coat on,
he bought you for your birthday
You kickin' back about the clown,
I'm in the worst way
She more cream like he hangin' out with
Pac, brother
And you a boss for not cuttin'
him with a box cutter
And it was cool till this chick
really got to trippin'
Spittin' drank in your face when she
popped up pimpin'
Soaked out like
Fabo, you can't breathe
Bounce back and grab that chick,
buy her fuckin' weed
Bring her to the floor,
teach her bout to get low
She gon' really know,
mop her on the dance floor
Drop your thangs and just box
Nigga, just drop your thangs
and just box
Nigga, just drop your thangs
and just box
Nigga, just drop your thangs
and just box
Nigga, you a bitch with your gun,
snitch with your gun
Still get found in the ditch with your gun
Bitch with your gun, snitch with your gun
Still get bounced in the
ditch with your gun
Yeah, I gotta acknowledge
them four carloads of
HP niggas
That came to
Fillmore for y 'all one -on -ones, man
And y 'all got it, man
Niggas put the guns down and after that,
nigga, it was real big
Nigga, stripes for that
Nigga, special shout -out,
nigga, to them three young
Sunnydale niggas, nigga
That was surrounded by ten
Fillmore niggas, man
And all y 'all wanted was one -on -ones and y 'all got it,
nigga
Stripes for that
Drop your thangs and just box
Nigga, just drop your thangs
and just box
Nigga, just drop your thangs
and just box
Nigga, just drop your thangs
and just box
Nigga, you a bitch with your gun,
snitch with your gun
Still get felt in the ditch with your gun
Bitch with your gun, snitch with your gun
Still get felt in the ditch with your gun
You
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