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letra de beatbox the block - that mexican ot

[chorus]
light ’em up like a fuego
this the stuff i was made for
hard life, dry playdough
get back ‘fore i give you a halo
can’t n0body tell me different, i’m on a mission
i’m looking for jackson, i’m looking for benji
i get it crackin’ when i’m with the bl!cky
that big .40 clap and imma unload a 50
i be pushing that green, pushing that rock
i was up in the scene and i beatbox the block
i don’t like to do talking i just walk the walk
up it up with that draco, i’ll knock off his top
i be tweaking, no sleeping, i’m geeking on molly
ar-15 put that beam on his body
shmoney dance when i murder, screaming “free og bobby”
push up, swing your sticks, left you looking like hockey

[verse]
locked and loaded we ready like mad max
slide down your block lеave it red like a tampax
hoеs acting crooked like they got some bad backs
got a hitlist on his name, imma scratch that
b-i-n-g-o, at his crib we hit bingo
i need me pesos, hit r.i.c.o
him, i, in we go
run through his trap and we hit for the low
imma make me some profit then make me some more
uppercase, i know he cap, he don’t fold
no other way, getting money all i know
told myself if i ever go broke imma stick it up
hop out the car, he gon’ spin and then pick me up
glock in his mouth, yeah, i bet he gon’ give it up
stingy with money, i won’t ever give it up
i roll up dope to heal my pain
“what’s your name shorty?” she say, “mary jane”
she say she from cali, put her on a plane (right on)
i brought her to texas and put her on gang (right on)
i be finessin and i be juggin
law’s asking questions like “what is you cooking?”
beat up the pot, [?]
when i saw it i took it
[chorus] x2
light ’em up like a fuego
this the stuff i was made for
hard life, dry playdough
get back ‘fore i give you a halo
can’t n0body tell me different, i’m on a mission
i’m looking for jackson, i’m looking for benji
i get it crackin’ when i’m with the bl!cky
that big .40 clap and imma unload a 50
i be pushing that green, pushing that rock
i was up in the scene and i beatbox the block
i don’t like to do talking i just walk the walk
up it up with that draco, i’ll knock off his top
i be tweaking, no sleeping, i’m geeking on molly
ar-15 put that beam on his body
shmoney dance when i murder, screaming “free og bobby”
push up, swing your sticks, left you looking like hockey

(blocka blocka blocka block brr)

- that mexican ot

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