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letra de beatbox freestyle - lil nigga

[intro]
best muhf-ckin’ rapper, n-gga
this lil’ n-gga, n-gga, let’s go

[verse]
ridin’ ´round with ur b-tch on the beatbox d-ck
n-ggas talkin’ so much sh-t but ain’t finna do sh-t
she listen to boombox
playin me on beatbox
n-ggas don’t got time im goin up on grind ain’t got time
to be f-ckin’ ur b-tch go n-gga 6 years old grand openin’
nated
came from ur b-tch everybody hated
ayy, i’m in miami, she givin’ me head on ocean drive while her n-gga outside
sucked me so good, i thought that i died
but when i nutted, i had came back alive
skeet on her face, it got in her eyes
now she tellin’ me she legally blind
gave her a towel and told her she fine
she kept suckin’ ’til she started cryin’
point ’em out, shoot ’em out, i spot ’em, i got ’em
he started runnin’, so i caught ’em (ayy, ayy)
bag on his head, i bought ’em (ayy)
told my shooter do everything that i taught him (ayy)
let me know if it’s a problem
like a school boy, i be super quick to solve it
thinkin’ my shooter r-t-rded
he take a pill and then snort it right off of his .40
snort it right off of his gun
shot a hunnid, then paid a hunnid for his bond
send a diss, i won’t respond (no)
slam dunk a n-gga like a n-gga was lebron (come on)
leave a n-gga where he stay
same place that i met him, i made him lay (come on, come on)
let a n-gga come and play
he gon’ tell his momma, “plan the funeral date” (prr, prr, prr, prr, prr)
i got the power like nelson mandela
you need a umbrella whenever i spray (whenever i spray)
leave him sh-tty like nutella
he gon’ need a pamper if he survive this k
me and my n-ggas, we down for whatever
we step on whoever in retro j’s (retro j’s)
bullet, stick like a th-rn, call it bella
make him cinderella if he betray, b-tch
[outro]
(that ain’t lil’ n-gga, that’s my n-gga)
yeah, yeah, they say they want that old sh-t back, you know (said that, make that, stand on that)
i told ’em, don’t get me started, n-gga
they say they want that n-gga jesus, put me in that mode (yeah, get that n-gga jesus)
you know, i’m tryna enjoy this bread (go)
you know, be fancy and sh-t, be mainstream and sh-t, you know, you know? (fasho)
they said i went commercial, like i still won’t come up off the hip and hurt you
b-tch ass n-gga
aight, man, it’s 9:46am in the mornin’, man, sh-t

- lil nigga

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