| You put the coke in a tube, and whaddya get
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| Whatever you want a car to the flip of your wrist
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| Drug traffickin been happenin since seventy-six
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| They lock us up cause government be wantin tax from the shit
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| I call my people in Detroit, they get that 9−1-1
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| Hoe gon’put it in her pussy and come flyin with son
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| And it’s plenty full so he gonna consignment some
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| Same nigga that I be gettin the lime-ah from
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| Got yay too! |
| How you want it? |
| Soft piece or hard piece?
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| Work ain’t movin, I’ll break it down in a heartbeat
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| I’m tryin to put the new 25's on my Rover
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| So when I hit the lakefront they gotta slide over
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| Yeahhh, these hoes be respctin my cars
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| When I pass, they smile and start adjustin they bras
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| Niggaz peep hard and get to twistin they lips
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| But they could easily meet God so homey don’t even trip
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| Ridin with the strap on my lap, other one in the dash
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| On the way to drop this nigga off a fo'-and-a-half
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| Last time he put my shit on his tongue
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| He frowned up, cause the boy was NUMB
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| Can you break a brick down? |
| I can break a brick down
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| I can break a brick down, but I prefer to sellin it whole
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| I read the paper today and everything was kinda chill
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| Word is circulatin niggaz is tryin to find a deal
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| So he could ride behind the wheel
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| of the 300 and put the dub deuces in the grill
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| You think you can’t get killed? |
| Me neither
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| That’s why we almost forced to keep heaters
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| A quick ruckus if a bitch touch us Ain’t got no beef with no Muslims but move or you get hit brother
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| These streets move forward and backwards
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| These fiends out’chea somethin more than just actors
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| One nigga get popped, another fo’get a package
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| Watchin out for the law man patrollin the action
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| What next? |
| We tryin to bring it back to the team
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| Let our dogs see how it is to do your own thing
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| Not like Baby though, really put your own bling
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| You ain’t doin nuttin for me nigga, do your own thing
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| G shit to 'em, I don’t just write rhymes
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| Goin platinum offa talkin about my lifetimes
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| I’m gettin love in these streets cause they like how I rock
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| I’m just a thug on the beat, fuck a hip-hop cop
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| Not jumpin on the bandwagon to get my props
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| Got somethin happenin fo’me right within my block
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| Now, everybody wanna be the king of somethin
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| I guess I’ll just call myself the king of hustlin
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| I make things happen nigga, I’m a panhandler
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| Shit not like how it’s lookin on camera
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| Won’t exercise the right to put the bandana up And nobody gon’handle us, we never put they hammers up You couldn’t make it where I survive
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| Right now my city murder rate is at it’s all time high
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| And it’s a must I have the piece in sight
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| When I’m drivin know I’m showin them no teeth, just eyes |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Break a Brick Down , by - Juvenile. Song from the album Reality Check, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп