Box - 1-2-3-4 lyrics

Yup ( Box and Royal) Done hook up with Slim & Danja You know it's about to get dangerous Chorus: repeat 2x 1st off is ya majesty Royal a pimping pro 2nd in line we got a box, juggy ,and greedy And we stacking dope I'm running 3rd up of my word Danja off to let you know Look here, Slim chance yo last chance I'm coming 4 by 4 Verse 1: Box 1st off ( girl who is that) I'm ya majesty The 1st n***a on the block That be causing tragic I'm the first n***a to answer when my n***as call (oh Thug a** n***a) girl voice I'm the 1st n***a to show these f**ing hoes I'm a dog I'm the 1st n***a to co*k The 1st n***a to shoot The 1st n***a to smoke something But the last n***a to do I hit hoes on the 1st night Been pimping since my 1st night Marijuana was my 1st flight Been thugging since my 1st fight A tisket ,A tasket, A n***a in a casket 4 run up typical, Cause I ain't trying to get my a** kick 1 n***a down , Now I got 1 more to go Fall thought I had the clips but see i had 1 bullet more That's just 1 scenario I'm bout my paper ,bout my chetter Just made a hundred G's but 1 million would be better Now it's my pleasure I always be the first n***a to flow Don't mean to cut it short, but they got 3 more verses to go Chorus: repeat 2x Verse 2 : (Royal) Oh yeah I'm from the boot And look I'm too cold I'm that same lil n***a that got that benz with 2 doors Whip a n***a for benting 2 bows Playing hard gone get ya broke And get ya body filled 2 holes Everyday go shopping for new clothes And my old lady mad at me Cause she caught me cheating with 2 hoes Boy, I'm getting paid 2 do shows And I know some n***as like my grill Started out with 2 golds Me and these n***as got true golds And on the mic, I guess you can consider us, As a few pros Will I make a Mill (million) Well, who knows Look 5 figures good ,But dog I'm trying to add 2 more Back up out my face, You too close And Stop fronting like you got money Know damn well you too broke Let me grab my Glock and unload Cause you might tripped when I tell you that I had ya girl unclothes Now watch all this drama unfold And I'll bet my own life that I'll take ya out with 1 blow Number one title that the South holds And if you n***as talking sh** you keep ya motherf**ing mouth closed Chorus: repeat 2x Verse 3: (Danja) I say 3,2,1 or 1,2,3 You motherf**as really wanna know What the hell is bothering me I got 3 bomb b**hes looking me dead in my face And I got 3 bomb b**hes down to have what it takes Got them 3 motherf**as looking like they ready 4 war And them same 3 n***as Got 3 minutes to back up off me Boy I got 3 plus 6 up in my pants ready to dance And I got 3 beer on the table line And I ain't scared to take no chance I got 3 pounds on dink and 3 bags of ices Got 3 buds to smoke...looking like 3 blind mice I got 3 rounds of PART-TAE Comes 3 the hard way You wanna run up on me Plus 3 you gon have a hard day Now you claim to be a soulja Ain't no game to be I told ya b**h! Hold up, It's over Trying to play with a 3 leaf clover I got 3 mo golds and 3 mo hoes And I know they got three's copying So ya'll hoes got to go Chorus: repeat 2x Verse 4: (Slim) I got 44 hoes and 4 golds, 44 shows and 4 blows Me, J.D, and Danja in a 4 lie slamming 4 door Put the 4 seats roll in the tank 44,000 in 4 banks, Got 4 accounts and 44 safes Got 4 cops on 4 lakes Got a mansion with 4 floors 4 maids wearing no clothes Throwing a 1000 dollar Wardrobe 4 million records sold Got 4 bullets and 4 sheapards 4 press judge and 4 leopards 4 milliond dollar depsoit 44 footballs in 3 closets Got 4 choppers on 4 by 4 4 TV's in the GS4 Go to 4 window and lock 4 doors Go to mall and get 4 hoes I'm the n***a that score 4 pounds Breaking 'em down and chopping 'em down 44 keys aroud Look 44 hundred a pound 44 bodyguards and 4 uzie's Got 4 hoes and 4 jakozie 4 O'clock I'm feeling wozie Got 4 chicks but I ain't choosing I leave 4 bodybags I leave 4 solja rags Call for hearses to get their a** Call the market and order 4 caskets Songs fades