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break - 1way4xx lyrics

[intro]
gang
cbg, c*ck back gang, y’all know what the f*ck goin’ on, man (run it up, coldo)
catch an opp, we fire him up
gon’ be a hundred shots on a f*ck n*gga block, aight
aight (d*mn, 1k, this sh*t hard), aight

[chorus]
thought i was done, but, b*tch, i had to take a break (on bro)
n*ggas p*ssy as a b*tch, so they gon’ shoot when they up late
four plus four, i’m smokin’ eight (on bro)
caught that one boy on backstreet, these n*ggas know ’bout jumpin’ gates (n*gga)
i swing the switch and i might hit a b*tch, that’s if she in my way (n*gga)
he got clapped, then clapped again (on bro)
n*ggas speakin’ on that work, but i know they ain’t go and spin (n*gga)
i go crazy with that glock, but i shoot better with f&n (n*gga)
one, two, three, four, five, i have like every gen

[verse]
have them babies spin a bin (on bro), get the drop, we comin’ in (on bro)
screamin’ free my dog locked bеhind the wall, tell ’em free twin (n*gga)
glock tuckеd in my drawers, i’m walkin’ through the mall with newest gen (n*gga)
he thinkin’ with his b*lls, so we don’t gotta fish to reel him in (no)
send a ho, that’s a quick way to get the lo’ (on bro)
only sent like five shots, i know he hit, so i sent more
hangin’ out the ride, i f*cked ’round, seen a n*gga hit the floor (aight)
told brodie stop the car, he stopped the whip, the first to sw*ng my door
j*hubba got beat up by million, i swear to god that boy a ho (on bro)
2 ran jimmy out his crocs, i swear to god, that’s on 8*4 (on bro)
this sh*t might backfire, but i don’t care, i gotta get the lo’ (on bro)
he in the wrong, but i don’t give a f*ck, i’m still behind lil’ bro (on bro)
gon’ put that one boy on tv (aight)
i just gotta close his mouth, i just don’t like the way he speak (n*gga)
i’m from the bay where you get bopped or you get turnt up with that heat (n*gga)
i come through swingin’ glocks and chops and make them boys pick up they feet (n*gga, go)
[chorus]
thought i was done, but, b*tch, i had to take a break (on bro)
n*ggas p*ssy as a b*tch, so they gon’ shoot when they up late
four plus four, i’m smokin’ eight (on bro)
caught that one boy on backstreet, these n*ggas know ’bout jumpin’ gates (n*gga)
i swing the switch and i might hit a b*tch, that’s if she in my way (n*gga)
he got clapped, then clapped again (on bro)
n*ggas speakin’ on that work, but i know they ain’t go and spin (n*gga)
i go crazy with that glock, but i shoot better with f&n (n*gga)
one, two, three, four, five, i have like every gen (n*gga)

[outro]
have them babies spin a bin
one, two, three, four, five, i have like every gen, n*gga
on bro, i have like every gen
one, two, three, four, five, aight, gang
cbg, c*ck back gang, you n*ggas know what the f*ck goin’ on, man
we still standin’ on that business, we still standin’ on that, yeah
catch an opp, we fire him up
gon’ be a hundred shots on a f*ck n*gga block, aight

- 1way4xx lyrics

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