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  • Drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    Yo, I hit the party in my T-shirt and tennis shoes
    They all watchin' in they Hot Boys and church suits
    Actin' tough in the club, ain't gon' get you home
    Gettin' drunk off of Patron, just gon' get you domed
    Still steppin' on my shoes, boy, this ***** happy
    This ***** thank he, Lil' Jon and his partner Scrappy
    Goin' dumb with his *****, so he don't like me
    This ain't the South boy, we ain't crunk we go hyphy
    You gotta know the rules, player let it go
    You get to trippin' my *****, you gotta hit the do'
    Rollin' up this eight-nine gram, I'm tryin' to make a plan
    Tuggin' on yo' main ***** hand, tryin' to make a friend
    This time for escapade only make the tec a-spray
    I'm in the parkin' lot, standin' by the Escalade
    You got a problem, we ain't fightin' like a man
    One-on-one with the Fig', get yo' face in the sand, *****
    Drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, you a ***** wit'cho gun, snitch wit'cho gun
    Still get found in a ditch wit'cho gun
    ***** wit'cho gun, snitch wit'cho gun
    Still get found in a ditch wit'cho gun
    Yo, Fig' never play with them guns, no you hear me
    Fig' ain't shot nuttin' up but kill spirits
    Fig' ain't the one to be, scared of the losses
    One-on-one fightin' for stripes with right crosses
    Uppercuts and heatbutts to get a head rush
    *****, *****z rather kick back and let they lead bust
    I been a pitbull since Fila [Incomprehensible] and Kenny Ken
    Used to chuck 'em by the corner sto' whoever win
    Them was my O.G.'s and I was just a B.G.
    Whoever want to see me, Figgaro can [Incomprehensible]
    But now we got them old *****z, that bust with they tommy
    But caught without they tommy, get rushed like salami
    'Cause everybody tired of them R.I.P.'s
    We 'bout to bring this fightin' back, mayne, to all our streets
    Now, cowards wanna pack and killers wanna cruise and
    Real *****z stand alone, mayne and do what we do
    I wanna bust you but homey, let me ask you
    Why you wanna play with that gun and make me blast you
    Moms all cryin' and ****, she gotta ask you
    [Incomprehensible] better to save on caskets you dumb, *****
    Drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, you a ***** wit'cho gun, snitch wit'cho gun
    Still get found in a ditch wit'cho gun
    ***** wit'cho gun, snitch wit'cho gun
    Still get found in a ditch wit'cho gun
    Oh, boy, old friends like to make up and get cavi
    Hell nah, she in the club wit'cho baby, daddy
    She got the coat on, he bought you for yo' birthday
    You kickin' back, I'm 'bout to clown him in the worst way
    Team on preem' like he hangin' out with 'Pac brother
    And you a boss for not cuttin' him with the boxcutter
    And it was cool 'til this chick really got to trippin'
    Spittin' drink in yo' face, boy, she popped up pimpin'
    Zoked out like fat boy, you can't breathe
    Bounce back and grab that trick by her ****in' weave
    Bring her to the flo', teach her 'bout the get low
    She gon' really know, mob her on the danceflo'
    Drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, you a ***** wit'cho gun, snitch wit'cho gun
    Still get found in a ditch wit'cho gun
    ***** wit'cho gun, snitch wit'cho gun
    Still get found in a ditch wit'cho gun
    Yeah, I gotta acknowledge them fo' carloads of HP *****z
    That came to Fillmoe for y'all, one-on-ones, mayne and y'all got it, mayne
    *****z put the guns down and after that *****, it was real big
    They get stripes for that, *****, special shoutout *****
    To them three young Sunnydale *****z
    ***** that was surrounded by ten Fillmoe *****z, mayne
    And all y'all wanted was one-on-ones and y'all got it *****
    Stripes for that
    Drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, you a ***** wit'cho gun, snitch wit'cho gun
    Still get found in a ditch wit'cho gun
    ***** wit'cho gun, snitch wit'cho gun
    Still get found in a ditch wit'cho gun
  • Drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    Yo, I hit the party in my T-shirt and tennis shoes
    They all watchin' in they Hot Boys and church suits
    Actin' tough in the club, ain't gon' get you home
    Gettin' drunk off of Patron, just gon' get you domed
    Still steppin' on my shoes, boy, this ***** happy
    This ***** thank he, Lil' Jon and his partner Scrappy
    Goin' dumb with his *****, so he don't like me
    This ain't the South boy, we ain't crunk we go hyphy
    You gotta know the rules, player let it go
    You get to trippin' my *****, you gotta hit the do'
    Rollin' up this eight-nine gram, I'm tryin' to make a plan
    Tuggin' on yo' main ***** hand, tryin' to make a friend
    This time for escapade only make the tec a-spray
    I'm in the parkin' lot, standin' by the Escalade
    You got a problem, we ain't fightin' like a man
    One-on-one with the Fig', get yo' face in the sand, *****
    Drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, you a ***** wit'cho gun, snitch wit'cho gun
    Still get found in a ditch wit'cho gun
    ***** wit'cho gun, snitch wit'cho gun
    Still get found in a ditch wit'cho gun
    Yo, Fig' never play with them guns, no you hear me
    Fig' ain't shot nuttin' up but kill spirits
    Fig' ain't the one to be, scared of the losses
    One-on-one fightin' for stripes with right crosses
    Uppercuts and heatbutts to get a head rush
    *****, *****z rather kick back and let they lead bust
    I been a pitbull since Fila [Incomprehensible] and Kenny Ken
    Used to chuck 'em by the corner sto' whoever win
    Them was my O.G.'s and I was just a B.G.
    Whoever want to see me, Figgaro can [Incomprehensible]
    But now we got them old *****z, that bust with they tommy
    But caught without they tommy, get rushed like salami
    'Cause everybody tired of them R.I.P.'s
    We 'bout to bring this fightin' back, mayne, to all our streets
    Now, cowards wanna pack and killers wanna cruise and
    Real *****z stand alone, mayne and do what we do
    I wanna bust you but homey, let me ask you
    Why you wanna play with that gun and make me blast you
    Moms all cryin' and ****, she gotta ask you
    [Incomprehensible] better to save on caskets you dumb, *****
    Drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, you a ***** wit'cho gun, snitch wit'cho gun
    Still get found in a ditch wit'cho gun
    ***** wit'cho gun, snitch wit'cho gun
    Still get found in a ditch wit'cho gun
    Oh, boy, old friends like to make up and get cavi
    Hell nah, she in the club wit'cho baby, daddy
    She got the coat on, he bought you for yo' birthday
    You kickin' back, I'm 'bout to clown him in the worst way
    Team on preem' like he hangin' out with 'Pac brother
    And you a boss for not cuttin' him with the boxcutter
    And it was cool 'til this chick really got to trippin'
    Spittin' drink in yo' face, boy, she popped up pimpin'
    Zoked out like fat boy, you can't breathe
    Bounce back and grab that trick by her ****in' weave
    Bring her to the flo', teach her 'bout the get low
    She gon' really know, mob her on the danceflo'
    Drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, you a ***** wit'cho gun, snitch wit'cho gun
    Still get found in a ditch wit'cho gun
    ***** wit'cho gun, snitch wit'cho gun
    Still get found in a ditch wit'cho gun
    Yeah, I gotta acknowledge them fo' carloads of HP *****z
    That came to Fillmoe for y'all, one-on-ones, mayne and y'all got it, mayne
    *****z put the guns down and after that *****, it was real big
    They get stripes for that, *****, special shoutout *****
    To them three young Sunnydale *****z
    ***** that was surrounded by ten Fillmoe *****z, mayne
    And all y'all wanted was one-on-ones and y'all got it *****
    Stripes for that
    Drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, just drop ya thangs and just box
    *****, you a ***** wit'cho gun, snitch wit'cho gun
    Still get found in a ditch wit'cho gun
    ***** wit'cho gun, snitch wit'cho gun
    Still get found in a ditch wit'cho gun