Luyện nghe bài hát Break Fool

Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha
Rah Digga, Harriet, Yall
Shit

See me on the with tha chromed out drop
Lambskin head to toe out my halter top
'Tight' through tha hood
Blow up the spot
With tha
TV

EASY!!

Working the scene on the for lime green
Steady puffin on brown for the time being
raps on cock I get all up in your ear
Trying to get a record deal, battling famous

Pounds to my girls as we slide up in the bar
Niggas in my like they really got a chance
Chicken heads trying to front they not Digga fans
Say yall!!

Do Me

Shittin on MC's, I do for a living
Tight takin over spots like my name was Givins
Anybody got a beat, then better keep it hittin
put your fit in for the hottest chick spittin

This for my niggas and bitches moves
By day you it cool, by night you break fool
Say it, whip it, smoke it, trick it
Flood it, whip it, smoke it, it
This for my and bitches makin moves
By day you play it cool, by you break fool
Say it up
IT UP
it up
IT UP
it up
IT UP
it up
IT UP

VIP
heads get in
Cats without steady trying to slip in
Weed on delivery, chip in
Dump it, roll it, it, smoke it

where you at say 'Do you queen?'
Gotta krib, whip, high heels, and tight jeans
My straight thug bitches Tims and tattoos
After one or two drinks he to ACT FOOL!!

Now, this for my real underground cats
who be for the rhymes
not for the track
Take all the hype and a nigga straight wack
Say dat!!
DAT!!
Dat!!
DAT!!

My squad hold it down passin bars, passin
Make stay at home with water and flashlights
Ya motherfuckas telling 'Git Da Git'
Trying to see my clique, ain't getting past the chick

For those who to whip it
For those who want to it
For who want to buy it
For those who to dub it
For those who want the
For those who want the
Say

Comin up fast while you're even faster
A blitz on a Jack handling my matters
For those who to smoke it
For who want to trick it
For who want to hate me
niggas know they can stick it

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