Beat Box 2 Freestyle Lyrics

Ha, cornball ass nigga

You wouldn't even look my way

I'm outside your bitch house, nigga

Nigga talkin' brazy, I knock his head off

Shorty get away from me, don't you got a man now

You say he gon' do what? Bitch, I'll lay him down

You bitches is some setups, you bitches is some clowns

I don't fuck with Reeboks, I'm thuggin' with this big glock

She fuckin' on the opps, shit, shorty been a BOP

And she called 12 on me, say she wanna be a cop

Ashley and T was decent, Bria gave the best top

On to the next one, she gon' be the best one

You gon' keep hoing even after inheritance checks come

I'm a ho, I love them all, shit, except one

Shorty was the sent one, shorty had to spend one

Sheesh I be talkin' heat, yeah, I know they hate me, G

But I never gave a fuck, why I'm just bein' me

Word to the T, that's word to the mob, nigga

Get your ass whooped, MOA at your job, nigga

Tryna build your bitch up, call you Bob, nigga

I finish the oop, J Boone through the lob, nigga

Brand new whip, ain't no key where the fob, nigga

Back to Cali, cause my bag just got a lot bigger

All these bitches wanna fuck, so I'ma fuck em

And these niggas talkin' tough, they better duck em

In our way, hit stick, nigga, we gon' truck em

Slidin' with the heats, what else we gon' do, nigga

Dump em, I ain't never switchin', your ho could never

You niggas want all my bitches, cause my ho's better

Burnin' bridges over bitches, not even cheddar

If she go, I'ma let her, she a dog, nigga, pet her

I can't sweat her, I be spittin' hot shit

No lil' baby, you be doin' thot shit

You'll get blocked quick, I'm up on my block shit

Any bitch in the city fuckin' with me, stop it