| I like to break shit, make shit, build it and destroy it
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| Create it and foil it, stomp on it and soil it
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| Break shit, make shit, build it and destroy it
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| Create it and foil it, stomp on it and soil it
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| Sleezy!
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| Hunnid bands bustin' out the wrapper (Mula)
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| Your bitch bust it open for a gangster (Slide)
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| We on go, run 'em down (Boom)
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| They on go, gonna bang your baby bro (Boom)
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| Your mother child my baby bro don’t fuck around
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| I got new Glocks, I got uwops, sonnin' who block?
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| Who opp? |
| Get your crew flocked, twenty-two shot
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| N-N-New Glocks, I got uwops, sonnin' who block?
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| Who opp? |
| Get your crew flocked, twenty-two shots
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| I like to break shit, make shit, build it and destroy it (Okay)
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| Create it and foil it, stomp on it and soil it (Wassup?)
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| Break shit, make shit, build it and destroy it (Huh?)
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| Create it and foil it, stomp on it and soil it
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| Hey, I’m bent outta shape, because y’all niggas think y’all safe (Okay)
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| Thinkin' you a hero? |
| Put a hole into yo' cape (Wassup?)
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| Call me Genghis Khan, I wanna conquer and invade, yuh (Huh?)
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| Fuckin' on yo' bitch right in yo' muthafuckin' face (Haha)
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| Chin up, puttin' ten toes up on the ground (What?)
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| Small fry, I don’t know how you get around (What?)
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| Lil' dogs really can’t bark and make a sound (What?)
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| Lil' dogs really ain’t, really in the pound (What?)
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| Shotgun make yo' pops run, buddy-buddy (Huh?)
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| Then I got one, make the food ooze right out yo' tummy
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| Caught a head, crack, and the brains felt a little gummy
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| Ran away from the red lights, 'til my feet was bloody (Okay)
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| I like to break shit, make shit, build it and destroy it
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| Create it and foil it, stomp on it and soil it
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| Break shit, make shit, build it and destroy it
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| Create it and foil it, stomp on it and soil it |