Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Breakin' Old Habits, artist - The Notorious B.I.G..
Date of issue: 12.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Breakin' Old Habits |
Slim Thugga. |
I roll scrap glock 40 in my left |
i rap but still think like im grindin in the trep |
trynna dept to the change from the streets to the game |
cant be selling cds n still selling dem thangs |
cause bitches drop names n bring alot of piorblems |
n puttin somthing in dey head the only way u gona solve em Jack a stay plottin watchin ur every move |
n the minute u snooxe will be the minute u lose, dude |
das the rules so i jcruise wit the 2's |
to fix the damn fools dat think im slippin wit my juice |
breakin old habits so hard to do das y u see me on the same block wit the same crew |
n everybody sitting fat living good |
n im the only nigga dat be rappin in my hood |
i was raise by the hustlas n gain by the g’s n taught by the bosses howda stack |
that cheese |
u got rich n g shits still a part of u cause breakin old habits so hard to do |
u still watch for da haters n the rugged crew cause breakin old habits so hard |
to do when i was shot dat nigga like i started to cause breakin old habits so hard to do fresh out da dealership crackin up wit cigarsin the coup man cause breakin old |
habits so hard to do Damn it feel good to see people up on it flip 2 keys in 2 weeks n didnt flawlet |
my brain is horny wit mean dreams gs’s wit bb’s on it, supreme skeems to get |
richer the richest quickly |
niggas wanna hit me if they get me trust my body ??? |
check it, my lyrical carjack make ur brun splat high callable gacks is all i fuck wit now keep the rough shit |
in my circumfrence mad bitches, wit mad noochies bulletproof vestes under they |
coochies spitting my oozie dont lose me, |
my trigger niggas represent driving dirty in jay 30 getting bent |
until my hit hos my murder mamis |
i b smoking trees in Belize when they find me while u still killing niggas wit |
my lali like cami and cyber supres cypress fucking roy on the floor wit |
the finest |
while i just slip coke smoke pounds of chope got lawyers watchin lawyers so i wont go broke now check it, dem country niggas call me frank white im spurtin off in my lawf of cousrse i kno my shits tight, suprise open my eyes |
still suprise got my shorty flying in wit keys taped to her thys wit lovely |
utincils suhen my suhen my china thing she half black half orientak 86 she got |
me rentals |
u got rich n g shits still a part of u cause breakin old habits so hard to do |
u still watch for da haters n the rugged crew cause breakin old habits so hard |
to do when i was shot dat nigga like i started to cause breakin old habits so hard to do fresh out da dealership crackin up wit cigarsin the coup man cause breakin old |
habits so hard to do |
i use to drive a chevy monte carlo bricks n blow all in it |
i was taught to sell dis shit u putcho nose all in it let my bitch drive da benz but dem roads off limit |
n how u call urself pimpin wit hos all in ur bidness |
wut it is the music bidness of the streets make the decision |
i do dis in my sleep n u way outcho division pimpn |
dis game we play fo keeps n da rules remain hiddn |
dis aint a place fo laying da snitchin shit is forbidn |
i was sittin in da kitchen n weepin wit hopes of getting back |
all dat i forget to go blow see even 50 stacks |
n now am sittin back thinkin bout the time |
when a nigga get a 100gs think he went down |
?? |
in the game it aint fair |
n thangs aint da same they change it aint fair |
real niggas there doin dey time n aint here |
u commit da same crime come home da same year |
u got rich n g shits still a part of u cause breakin old habits so hard to do |
u still watch for da haters n the rugged crew cause breakin old habits so hard |
to do when i was shot dat nigga like i started to cause breakin old habits so hard to do fresh out da dealership crackin up wit cigarsin the coup man cause breakin old |
habits so hard to do |