boxed up
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•2 months ago
Intro: Yo, yo, it's your boi (name). We droppin' some heat on this track, straight outta the block. Get ready to feel the fire, the rage, the fury. Let's go! Verse 1: I walk with my niggas, we ain't playin' around You mess with us, bring a shovel, finna put you in the ground Started from the bottom, now we risin' to the top They say I changed, yeah, I guess it's time to pop Chorus: Put so many niggas in boxes, graveyard startin' to fill up My big homey on top, they wanna see me bleed but (nah) They said I changed, that's just part of growin' up Type of ni$$a to slap sh*t out you, or put one in your dome (Let's go) Verse 2: We movin' lethal, we ain't playin' no games Roll deep, stay strapped, we ain't prey for the lambs Let 'em talk, let 'em hate, we ain't stoppin' the reign Stayin' true to the game, we rep the name with no shame (uh) Chorus: Put so many ni$$as in boxes, graveyard startin' to fill up My big homey on top, they wanna see me bleed but (nah) They said I changed, that's just part of growin' up Type of ni$$a to slap sh*t out you, or put one in your dome (Let's go) Outro: So watch your back, watch your mouth, when you cross our path We ain't just talk, Boxed up, stacked up, that's how we roll Respect the grind, the hustle, we takin' control.
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Intro: Yo, yo, it's your boi (name). We droppin' some heat on this track, straight outta the block. Get ready to feel the fire, the rage, the fury. Let's go! Verse 1: I walk with my niggas, we ain't playin' around You mess with us, bring a shovel, finna put you in the ground Started from the bottom, now we risin' to the top They say I changed, yeah, I guess it's time to pop Chorus: Put so many niggas in boxes, graveyard startin' to fill up My big homey on top, they wanna see me bleed but (nah) They said I changed, that's just part of growin' up Type of ni$$a to slap sh*t out you, or put one in your dome (Let's go) Verse 2: We movin' lethal, we ain't playin' no games Roll deep, stay strapped, we ain't prey for the lambs Let 'em talk, let 'em hate, we ain't stoppin' the reign Stayin' true to the game, we rep the name with no shame (uh) Chorus: Put so many ni$$as in boxes, graveyard startin' to fill up My big homey on top, they wanna see me bleed but (nah) They said I changed, that's just part of growin' up Type of ni$$a to slap sh*t out you, or put one in your dome (Let's go) Outro: So watch your back, watch your mouth, when you cross our path We ain't just talk, Boxed up, stacked up, that's how we roll Respect the grind, the hustle, we takin' control.
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