Trick Daddy
Trick Daddy - Breaka, Breaka lyrics
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Do anybody wanna die? You? You? Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line Breaka Breaka its Dade County Breaka Breaka its Dade County Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line Breaka Breaka its Dade County Breaka Breaka its Dade County Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line I'm up early in the mornin still drunk and horny Realest ever did only fuck niggas won't admit it You watchin BET tryna see how a nigga livin You betta ask MDPD about the fuckin killins I rol wit big fire I refuse to speak wit homicide Go and ask that dead man tell me what he said man Fuck you call my lawyers I aint got no leads for ya And I aint got no allaby so all yo witnesses can die Go ahead tap my phone put survellane on home If it evict that quick to buy a brick wit a goddamn wire on Yo I aint got no sack give the crackas they money back Wit half a weed and these whole DD oh nigga I'm smokin that I smoke em back to back a whole dime or half bag And the whole time sittin back and laughin at yo soft ass Lets set this record straight nigga I run this whole state Now its only one man paid yall niggas is my protege Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line Breaka Breaka its Dade County Breaka Breaka its Dade County Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line Breaka Breaka its Dade County Breaka Breaka its Dade County Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line You aint no representa you rep them otha niggas I roll wit killas and dope deals you roll with hoe niggas I'm stricly for the thugs nigga yes sir You either with us or against us And if so nigga fuck yall That how you hoe niggas get fucked off Thats how yo whole click get jumped on and dumped on like dom dom dom Killa get yo guns out yo we gon do em all Do it one by one til all the fuckin bullets just run out And I bet my butcher knife gon get him right I slice right there in his kidneys and go deep wit it and twist it At the end of the day he comin home and it wont be long He survived the heart attack but then he fucked around and died of a punctured lung Now bury his punk ass wit a wig, bra and his pumps on And lay him on his stomach wit his ass in the air wit a fuckin thong on Breaka break one nine Dade County is mine And I'm sayin this shit to you ol bitch ass niggas for the last time Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line Breaka Breaka its Dade County Breaka Breaka its Dade County Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line Breaka Breaka its Dade County Breaka Breaka its Dade County Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line