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And we beatin' down the block Here comes another one, bitch you know we don't stop And we beatin' down the block Yeah bitch and we beatin' down the block And we beatin' down the block Here comes another one, bitch you know we don't stop And we beatin' down the block Yeah bitch and we beatin' down the block Ayy catch me beating down your block in an old folk Escalade Riding with my niggas like we came from [?] Smoking on big guns, screaming out [?] Nigga got a problem we gon' square up and catch a fade A nigga got a problem, we could square it up and catch a fade Bitch got a problem she could hold my dick, I'm getting paid We getting money bitch, hold up Call my niggas over, let me flick up Get your camera right and hold the flash steady It's the militia bitch, yeah you better be ready Cause we beating down the block like a congo And fuck them Backwoods bitch, we on [?] Ayy, ayy nigga Ayy fuck them Backwoods bitch we smoking fried toast So you better not get no Swishers when you walk to the store Letras de cancionesAnd bitch you better not get no god damn four oh Because we sipping on lean that got me slow mo You know it's Californication, everyday vacation Coming down clean, Vegas screw, PC agent In the boot buying two, Mind Gone in the making And I'm smoking on Jamaican And my dro got the block shaking And we beatin' down the block Here comes another one, bitch you know we don't stop And we beatin' down the block Yeah bitch and we beatin' down the block And we beatin' down the block Here comes another one, bitch you know we don't stop And we beatin' down the block Yeah bitch and we beatin' down the block It's Gone season AKA time for you needs to get Don't skip, get your ass out quick Niggas stealing swag again, damn ain't that's some shit Niggas got left out, they [?] like a little bitch Well nigga, you best fix your face I'm situated with my niggas, everybody got place Everybody got stakes [?] I'm on [?] Going crazy on the beat, I'm at your [?] Ooh, that mean we bout to take flight All these rap niggas wearing fake ice Them boys broke, they need to get their [?] right Fuck with my money, slap a bitch like Ray Rice I route a nigga like Jerry Rice Then touchdown step out in them fresh whites Kobe's on, these the best Nikes We beating down the block like it's a god given right And we beatin' down the block Here comes another one, bitch you know we don't stop And we beatin' down the block Yeah bitch and we beatin' down the block And we beatin' down the block Here comes another one, bitch you know we don't stop And we beatin' down the block Yeah bitch and we beatin' down the block From Letras Mania