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letra de striker box - pradabagshawty

[tag: nawfside & whyceg]
on the northside, n-gga, we takin’ down opps, n-gga, with nawfside, n-gga
shout out to that boy cyrus, he prod’ this, see what i’m sayin’?

[chorus: pradabagshawty]
striker box
timberland load up, leh’ hit that boy
came wit’ the drank, remixin’ sh-t
bump stop, bit’, make a whole lotta noise
big guns, nah, we ain’t playin’ wit’ toys
friday the 13th, jumped off the porch with a ski mask, lookin’ like jason, huh
pour up the wock’ wit’ no chaser, huh
backwoods taste like they laced me, huh
bricks touched down from haiti
freaky lil’ bih’ wit’ a [?] on her tongue
eat up the d-ck til’ she go lazy

[verse 1: pradabagshawty]
i blocked the bih’, tell her, “cry me a river”
rockstar trapper, no regular dealer
rockstar trapper, no regular dealer
percocet boot up, i feel the adrenaline
i get the bag from the island, go inland
stick got kick, young n-gga still hittin’
marni, balenci’, whatever i’m feelin’
renegade, steppin’ on anything dissin’
backdoor, i rock my move like a hitman
[verse 2: ealuhri]
front door, run through that b-tch on a jog
hit your block in a power ranger’ suit
preferably the black one, because i’m [?]
.3-double-0 with the duct tape on it
.10-double-0, [?] opponent
took the coupe on a walk, i got lonely
in the passenger seat is my dawg
in the rear-view-mirror-seat jake
i’on [?], state farm
and, the freak ho said i’m in good hands
she do tricks on the d-ck like allstate
put the d-ck in her belly, she crash
it’s jus’ me and my dawg, like bandicoot
black gang with a heart, like a ps2
and, the white ho want me to love her forever
can’t do it, my heart is frozen
she got a carrot nose like olaf
made the ho cut her hair like rapunzel
and the ho ain’t got nun’ but a bob
but, my pockets still on burger
3 stick, lost 60, cartoon network
if you don’t get it, that’s 63
[?]
we gon’ never, ever, gon’ check it
[?] pizza
for the door, it’s tomato paste
[chorus: pradabagshawty]
striker box
timberland load up, leh’ hit that boy
came wit’ the drank, remixin’ sh-t
bump stop, bit’, make a whole lotta noise
big guns, nah, we ain’t playin’ wit’ toys
friday the 13th, jumped off the porch with a ski mask, lookin’ like jason, huh
pour up the wock’ wit’ no chaser, huh
backwoods taste like they laced me, huh
bricks touched down from haiti
freaky lil’ bih’ wit’ a [?] on her tongue
eat up the d-ck til’ she go lazy

- pradabagshawty

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