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letra de break 'em down - matt mcghee

[verse 1]
black tims on my toes n-gga
coat on, i’m so cold n-gga
black girl, white girl
i keep them seperated, jim crow n-gga
ain’t n0body told me how to do me
so i do me unruly
f-ck you if you a groupie
suzy and lucy both choose me
ain’t that groovy
i’m loopy
i’m so, i’m so, i’m so
ahead of my time
ain’t no other n-gga that’s ahead of my line
i get girls, hit girls, nothing less than a dime
i kick girls to the curb if they blowing my line
i got n-ggas on my team that’s outside of they mind
i’m outside of mine
and we’re all inside
a world where n-ggas are scared to think outside of the line so
we break ’em down, break ’em down
and all them f-ck n-ggas is shakin’ now
i’m taking ya’ll sh-t we shake ’em down
i take any beat and rape ’em now
f-ck strugglin’ we stable now
and all of my n-ggas getting paper now
a year ago n-ggas tried to downplay me
but now we gonna see who’s faking now
who’s faking now
grammy

[hook]
back then the hoes didn’t want me
now i’m hot the hoes all on me
enemies trynna be my homies
get the f-ck back n-gga you don’t know me
get the f-ck back n-gga you don’t know me
get the f-ck back n-gga you don’t know me
enemies trynna be my homies
get the f-ck back n-gga you don’t know me

[verse 2]
break ’em down
break ’em down
break ’em down
break ’em down
that’s all they wanna do is break ’em down
smile at my face but they hatin’ now
every song that i record
i’m looking for the bigger reward
vma’s and grammy’s
f-ck i care about the dmv for
i don’t care
no f-cks are given
i’m thinking out of this solar system
he cold like the whole north pole is with him
but he only got a couple homies with him
we swagged out, til’ we p-ss out
you in a gl-ss house, don’t throw rocks
i’m giving ya’ll the finest product
but a young n-gga never sold rock
to them old n-ggas hatin’, get off my d-ck
we already know how much of a ho you is
in the video with a 40 oz
thinking you some kinda thug when you a
cold b-tch
trynna be trill but you ain’t rocky
everything you do is a carbon copy
i’m half your age and i’m k!llin’ sh-t
ya’ll n-ggas mad as f-ck just ‘cuz you not me
real people surround me
fake n-ggas get from round me
you ain’t hot and you’ll never be
i will demolish ya’ll
don’t f-ckin’ doubt me

[verse 3]
now when i’m walking home i keep a bottle
‘cuz if a n-gga starts some problems
it’s going across his noggin
never trust n0body i don’t know
ain’t too many n-ggas i know let the gun fold
but i suggest you don’t play ’round
‘cuz when i load them up, n-gga you’re done fo’

it’s the grammy family in this b-tch
grammy family in this b-tch
grammy family in this b-tch
grammy family in this b-tch
everybody know that we in this b-tch
we in this b-tch
and this is where i end this sh-t

- matt mcghee

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