Trick Daddy - Breaka Breaka Lyrics

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Do anybody wanna die? You? You?

Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line

Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line

Breaka Breaka its Dade County

Breaka Breaka its Dade County

Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line

Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line

Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line

Breaka Breaka its Dade County

Breaka Breaka its Dade County

Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line

I'm up early in the mornin still drunk and horny

Realest ever did only fuck niggas won't admit it

You watchin BET tryna see how a nigga livin

You betta ask MDPD about the fuckin killins

I rol wit big fire I refuse to speak wit homicide

Go and ask that dead man tell me what he said man

Fuck you call my lawyers I aint got no leads for ya

And I aint got no allaby so all yo witnesses can die

Go ahead tap my phone put survellane on home

If it evict that quick to buy a brick wit a goddamn wire on

Yo I aint got no sack give the crackas they money back

Wit half a weed and these whole DD oh nigga I'm smokin that

I smoke em back to back a whole dime or half bag

And the whole time sittin back and laughin at yo soft ass

Lets set this record straight nigga I run this whole state

Now its only one man paid yall niggas is my protege

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Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line

Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line

Breaka Breaka its Dade County

Breaka Breaka its Dade County

Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line

Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line

Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line

Breaka Breaka its Dade County

Breaka Breaka its Dade County

Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line

You aint no representa you rep them otha niggas

I roll wit killas and dope deals you roll with hoe niggas

I'm stricly for the thugs nigga yes sir

You either with us or against us

And if so nigga fuck yall

That how you hoe niggas get fucked off

Thats how yo whole click get jumped on and dumped on like dom dom dom

Killa get yo guns out yo we gon do em all

Do it one by one til all the fuckin bullets just run out

And I bet my butcher knife gon get him right

I slice right there in his kidneys and go deep wit it and twist it

At the end of the day he comin home and it wont be long

He survived the heart attack but then he fucked around and died of a punctured lung

Now bury his punk ass wit a wig bra and his pumps on

And lay him on his stomach wit his ass in the air wit a fuckin thong on

Breaka break one nine Dade County is mine

And I'm sayin this shit to you ol bitch ass niggas for the last time

Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line

Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line

Breaka Breaka its Dade County

Breaka Breaka its Dade County

Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line

Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line

Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line

Breaka Breaka its Dade County

Breaka Breaka its Dade County

Breaka Breaka its Dade County on the numba line

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