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lirik lagu broke the mold – big hit

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[intro]
y’all don’t hear me tho
big hit
cause n*ggas is
is carbon copies these days, my n*gga
heheh, y’all hit me tho

[verse 1]
i’m ’bout the rack six*four
on the antique flow
never been drove
never broke down nor old
in my fifties
so i’m pushin’ all fifties
fifty*five, fifty*seven
eight nine to the sixty
park the ace, hop in the deux or the tres
dash wood grain
flame guts,flame brains
in my rack six five, feeling like frankenstein
hit the switch in that b*tch
n*ggas like it’s alive
strictly business, no time for brokе b*tches
f*ck a needle for thesе snitches, goin’ em way of the extensions(?)
no mistakes, got goons in every state
my name hold weight blood
i can get it on my face
i pled to the case just to keep the plug straight
i’ve never been laced, the percentage ninety*eight
you ever get complacent
run it back get replaced
f*ck a back to the back, blood
i’m filling up the crates
huh
[chorus]
they don’t make ’em like me no more
heh, on me i broke the mold
train and go living by the code
heh, on me i broke the mold
i’m a soldier, never sold my soul
on me i broke the mold
they don’t make ’em like me
they don’t make ’em like me
they don’t make ’em like me no more

[verse 2]
blood i’m fresh out the bean
pushin’ b*ttons, pullin’ strings
the black hugh hef[ner]
i ain’t never had a fling
they all still locked
we all still friends
you know i tapped ’em right if they still tappin’ in
big hit listen
remember be brazy, nipsey
do your homework
it’s tricky i know which homies wanna chip me
i never lotta bicket(?)
fried a lotta chickens
flipped through many zippers
fell back cause n*ggas snitchin’
had no other choice
had to tone it down
n*njas got me out the way droppin’ kites on the compound
got surround sound
n*ggas loud, boastin’ hard
but i know your kind dawg, you’re off the sny yard
your heart full of lard, pigs locked you in
but i’ve been counting surveillance since i’ve been out the pen
f*ck your benz, f*ck your bentley
f*ck your friends, f*ck your pimpin’
lil’ homie yous trickin’
but we knowin’ you the victim
[chorus]
they don’t make ’em like me no more
heh, on me i broke the mold
train and go living by the code [train and go]
heh, on me i broke the mold [broke the mold]
i’m a soldier, never sold my soul [straight soldier]
on me i broke the mold [broke the mold]
they don’t make ’em like me
they don’t make ’em like me
they don’t make ’em like me no more

[outro]
they done f*cked up
let the dog out [whoa]
get it f*cked up
’bout to hog out [whoa, whoa]
bring the lolos
bring the hogs out [whoa]
bring the lambos
bring the donks out [whoa, whoa]

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