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lirik lagu breaking out the breach – dasgasdom3

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[intro]
(oh my god, stop the music, hey, where is rolo)
what, what, what, what
what, what, what, hold on
what, what, what, what
go

[chorus]
i started this sh*t, gotta focus on getting myself to the cheese (to the cheese)
the party was sh*t, i can’t f*ck with no n*gga that’s hating on me (they hating on me)
i put her up in the fashion, that sh*t i know she ain’t gone leave me
i get the money it’s easy, he talkin’ k!lling, but you know that we got a c
them n*ggas said that my music ain’t hittin’ but them n*ggas rap like it’s 2016
i got [?] talk out they mouth, but they never saying sh*t to me
add it up, no it won’t mind, it’s the money incline and it d*mn near breaking out the breach
i put it up perfect timing, we raising the climate, but this sh*t is nothing to me
[verse]
okay, then leave
you ain’t my kind if you ain’t for my people
i gave ‘em love to see if they could keep it
only do it for the ones that i need
we turn them hating n*ggas to believers, it’s only right that my n*ggas achieve
can’t eat alone, all my brothers in tuned to this sh*t, we gone jump out until we deceased, ooh
turn up the f*ckin’ degrees, ooh
run up a mil’ then repeat
they pushing me, i’ve been pushing the p, i got hunnid on hunnid to make money trees, ooh
racks on the ho, bet a b*tch change her mood
step on a n*gga, don’t care about the rules
lot of sh*t coming when you in it to win it, i gotta get it, don’t care what to m*th*f*ckin’ do
don’t care how a n*gga gone get it, i’m copping to finish, no i do not stand, ain’t no losing
they tryna stand on they business, but they push they limits, nah, it ain’t no chance for them two
we clearing air in the room
all white tee, double c when i hop out
dunking donut, no excuses, you either keep it a hunnid or fake it to stop now
we breaking box now, turn it to clock round
turning the opps into dust if they pop out
metal the stick, it’s gone squeeze, hit a compound
we rippin’ n*ggas like [?] if they drop down
f*ck it, we ball every season, they tryna get even, no reason that we should just stop now
f*ck [?] they hated but greet me, but it’s all coming out the same mouth
coming out the same mouth, range rover, riding ‘round in lambos
sticked up like i’m rambo, p*ssy n*gga boutta get his hand blown
we got the sp*ce like jam, woah
glock got a switch like a [?]
ain’t kicking sh*t out, been up on my lonely, no i ain’t really gotta say much (say much)
[chorus]
i started this sh*t, gotta focus on getting myself to the cheese (to the cheese)
the party was sh*t, i can’t f*ck with no n*gga that’s hating on me (they hating on me)
i put her up in the fashion, that sh*t i know she ain’t gone leave me
i get the money it’s easy, he talkin’ k!lling, but you know that we got a c
them n*ggas said that my music ain’t hittin’ but them n*ggas rap like it’s 2016
i got [?] talk out they mouth, but they never saying sh*t to me
add it up, no it won’t mind, it’s the money incline and it d*mn near breaking out the breach
i put it up perfect timing, we raising the climate, but this sh*t is nothing to me

[outro]
breaking out the breach, uh
breaking out the breach, uh
breaking out the breach, ooh, ooh
ooh, ooh, ooh
breaking out the*

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