
Evil Song Shoebox Baby & DD Osama
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[Intro: DD Osama & Shoebox Baby]
OY (Grrah, bang)
Like (O'Block, OY, O'Block)
You know what the fuck it is, man
The future, man (Go, go)
Grrah, bang, grrah (Go, go)
Grrah, bang (Go)
Huh? What? Come on
Yeah, slatt, slatt, it's 'Box (OY, O'Block)
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, come on (OY, O block, you heard?)
Yeah, slatt, it's 'Box, come on
[Chorus: DD Osama & Shoebox Baby]
Bitch, we on that and we in a 'Raq
O'Block, OY, catch this K, get clapped (Baow, baow)
I'm still with this that could get you whacked
And I stay on that shit, GBG in the back (Boom, boom)
Like, box with me, but he ain't gon' box (At all)
I told bro bend blocks, throw shots
And if he tell me that he want you dead (Like)
On my mother, everybody shot (Uh-huh, what? Come on, it's 'Box)
We put belt on all the opps, treat they ass like Uncle Willie kids
Mama told me, "Stay up out the streets, you gon' be rеally big"
Glocks the only handguns that I like, so keep your silly SIG
Name a rappеr thirty plus and still ain't make it, Billy is
OY (Grrah, bang)
Like (O'Block, OY, O'Block)
You know what the fuck it is, man
The future, man (Go, go)
Grrah, bang, grrah (Go, go)
Grrah, bang (Go)
Huh? What? Come on
Yeah, slatt, slatt, it's 'Box (OY, O'Block)
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, come on (OY, O block, you heard?)
Yeah, slatt, it's 'Box, come on
[Chorus: DD Osama & Shoebox Baby]
Bitch, we on that and we in a 'Raq
O'Block, OY, catch this K, get clapped (Baow, baow)
I'm still with this that could get you whacked
And I stay on that shit, GBG in the back (Boom, boom)
Like, box with me, but he ain't gon' box (At all)
I told bro bend blocks, throw shots
And if he tell me that he want you dead (Like)
On my mother, everybody shot (Uh-huh, what? Come on, it's 'Box)
We put belt on all the opps, treat they ass like Uncle Willie kids
Mama told me, "Stay up out the streets, you gon' be rеally big"
Glocks the only handguns that I like, so keep your silly SIG
Name a rappеr thirty plus and still ain't make it, Billy is
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