CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Stop Playin

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I gotta talk my sh*t every time before I say somethin', n***a, it's Breezo, 6-0 sh*t baby
Buck, buck, buck

Drinkin' out the bottle, bullets hollow
Still be in Chicago, me, Ty, F, and Damo
I don't need a Murciélago 'cause foe nem fit in Tahoes
I'm big, but still'a pop a bigger n***a, f**k is Drago?
Stupid, we start shootin' while they f**kin' lootin'
Dumpin' out the can like cheap ass sushi, flip your f**kin' Brutus
Ridin', packed the vans with things that flash, but we ain't f**kin' tourists
Huh, they like, "Breezo, what the f**k you doin'?"
Haha, yeah, n***a
They like, "Breezo, what the f**k you doin'?"
Ballin' steady, buildin' stats, but I ain't f**kin' hoopin'
I got some dawg up top the house, but I ain't talkin' Snoopy

I got that work upstairs, n***a (It's in the attic)
They like, Breezo, what the, huh (What the f**k?)
I got some dawg up top the house, and I ain't, yeah
And we start f**kin' shootin'

I'm a flashy n***a
Shooters with me, I control they arms like they some action figures
Dude steady reachin', tell him chill out, we'll flash that n***a
Blowin' out the sack, smokin' sticky and glue gas gorillas
Blast home, still blastin', n***as
Huh, ayy, I need a four of Wok'
How you from over there, but can't go back on your f**kin' block?
We slide in this b*t*h f**kin' hot, shift, change at (Shhh) O'clock
Finna beat somebody dead on that f**kin' block
Huh, n***a, go pick your homie up, b*t*h ass n***a
Huh, them n***as dead on that f**kin' block
Huh, you fat b*t*h, them diss songs gon' get you f**kin' shot
You took a few already, next time, your b*t*h ass in a box