Box by 3OhBlack (Ft. Bruiser)
Box by 3OhBlack (Ft. Bruiser)

Box

3OhBlack & Bruiser * Track #14 On Who Want It

Box Lyrics

[Intro]
Please, allow me to show you something
Yo, OT, you still in here?

[Chorus: 3OhBlack & Bruiser]
Mama, she trippin', she threw out my bullets, I bought me a new box (Box)
At the end of the day, the pawn and the king still go in the same box (Box)
I'm aimin' this Glock at your head, I don't box, pack touch down, don't touch that box
Box (Box), box (Box), box (Box), box
A nigga, he talkin' all reckless, pussy 'bout to end up in a box ('Bout to end up in a box)
I do not like runnin' no lip, pussy boy, I'll just run down on your block (Run down on your block)
We shot the opp block, we just emptied the clips, I don't like to lead box (Like to lead box)
Box (Box), box (Box), box (Box), box (Box Ride— Ride—)

[Verse 1: 3OhBlack]
Ride down your block, G-lock don't lead box (Skrrt)
Fuckin' on a bitch, playin' 2K XBox
Pull up on your bitch in a Uber or Zipcar
Shoot 'em in his lеg, heard the lil' nigga kickbox (Bow)
Gooch in the housе, got the box on his ankle (Gooch)
Playin' with the gang, get turned to an angel (Got you)
Turn your block into a boxing ring (Grrah)
Beat up the block, I'ma do the damn thing (Beat up, beat up)
What's your name, what's your name, trick? (What's your name?)
Saved her name as "What's her name bitch" (That's what's her name girl)
Free the gang, free the gang quick (Free the gang)
Situation, callin' gang quick (Hello?)
They don't answer, hop out with the stick (Bow)
Real nigga, I ain't scared of shit (Real nigga)
I ain't buy this pistol for a pic (Nah)
When it's time for war, I'ma hit (Grrah)

[Chorus: 3OhBlack & Bruiser]
Mama, she trippin', she threw out my bullets, I bought me a new box (Box)
At the end of the day, the pawn and the king still go in the same box (Box)
I'm aimin' this Glock at your head, I don't box, pack touch down, don't touch that box
Box (Box), box (Box), box (Box), box
A nigga, he talkin' all reckless, pussy 'bout to end up in a box ('Bout to end up in a box)
I do not like runnin' no lip, pussy boy, I'll just run down on your block (Run down on your block)
We shot the opp block, we just emptied the clips, I don't like to lead box (Like to lead box)
Box (Box), box (Box), box (Box), box (Box, ayy)

[Verse 2: Bruiser]
Pressure bust pipes, time to load up the Glocks, then I spin all on your block (I spin up on your block)
Remember when I used to remix the block, robbed the plug when we was stopped (Plug when we was stopped)
Threw a hundred thou' all in a shoe box, when I beat the block, I'm a hood doc (Doc, doc)
Bust down my jewelry, my diamonds VVs, you can see that shit through the dark (See it in the dark)
I do not lead box (Box), I shoot the Glock (Glock)
I fuck on your bitch in my Gucci flip-flops (Flip-flops)
That fill my shoe box (Box)
Left wrist, right wrist and they locked (They locked)
Used to post on the block (Block)
Always used to duck from the narcs (Duck from the narcs)
I just sit back, collect from the blocks and my families hurt opps

[Chorus: 3OhBlack & Bruiser]
Mama, she trippin', she threw out my bullets, I bought me a new box (Box)
At the end of the day, the pawn and the king still go in the same box (Box)
I'm aimin' this Glock at your head, I don't box, pack touch down, don't touch that box
Box (Box), box (Box), box (Box), box
A nigga, he talkin' all reckless, pussy 'bout to end up in a box ('Bout to end up in a box)
I do not like runnin' no lip, pussy boy, I'll just run down on your block (Run down on your block)
We shot the opp block, we just emptied the clips, I don't like to lead box (Like to lead box)
Box (Box), box (Box), box (Box), box (Box, ayy)

Box Q&A

Who wrote Box's ?

Box was written by OT BEATZ & Bruiser & 3OhBlack.

Who produced Box's ?

Box was produced by OT BEATZ.

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