1-2-3-4 Lyrics

Yup ( Box and Royal)
Done hook up with Slim & Danja
You know it's about to get dangerous

[Chorus: x2]

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 nigga on the block
That be causing tragic
I'm the first nigga to answer when my niggaz call
(oh Thug ass nigga) girl voice
I'm the 1st nigga to show these fucking hoes I'm a dog
I'm the 1st nigga to cock
The 1st nigga to shoot
The 1st nigga to smoke something
But the last nigga 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 nigga in a casket
4 run up typical, Cause I ain't trying to get my ass kick
1 nigga 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 nigga to flow
Don't mean to cut it short, but they got 3 more verses to go

[Chorus: x2]

[Verse 2: Royal]
Oh yeah I'm from the boot
And look I'm too cold
I'm that same lil nigga that got that benz with 2 doors
Whip a nigga 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 niggaz like my grill
Started out with 2 golds
Me and these niggaz 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 niggaz talking shit you keep ya motherfucking mouth closed

[Chorus: x2]

[Verse 3: Danja]
I say 3,2,1 or 1,2,3
You motherfuckas really wanna know
What the hell is bothering me
I got 3 bomb bitches looking me dead in my face
And I got 3 bomb bitches down to have what it takes
Got them 3 motherfuckas looking like they ready 4 war
And them same 3 niggaz
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
Bitch! 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: x2]

[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 nigga 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 ass
Call the market and order 4 caskets

[songs fades]