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breezoklutchin - make or break lyrics

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these streets ain’t made for n0body it will make or break y’all they crossed me ounce stabbed me in my back i’ma knock his face off i’m riding round strapped with some true hitlar’s like adolph had lil bro rob his -ss blind like he was ray charles time after time sitting in that cell had to get my mind right came home my dawg gone i was eating bars like klondike been doing wrong so long when i shoot a n-gga that sh-t feel right murder all my enemy’s cause they left my dawg at the red light

(verse 1) (breezo klutchin)

he fell a victim to that pistol that sh-t hurt me word around town when they see me they gone tee-shirt me good luck trying cause i’m firing going out like tony glock 23 and f&n them hoes stay on me. n-ggas talk tough they getting laid down on they blvd last n-gga was a gangster turn’t christian i pulled his whole card i don’t give a f-ck who all in it i’ma spray the whole car so if you riding 4 deep its 4 going up to meet god. pulling up on any f-ck n-gga that’s static n-gga rest in peace tev we ain’t gone stop until they in caskets n-gga better ask bout zo i love that smoke you can get cancer n-gga choppa make him do the figure 4 like its gymnastics n-gga

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these streets ain’t made for n0body it will make or break y’all they crossed me ounce stabbed me in my back i’ma knock his face off i’m riding round strapped with some true hitlar’s like adolph had lil bro rob his -ss blind like he was ray charles time after time sitting in that cell had to get my mind right came home my dawg gone i was eating bars like klondike been doing wrong so long when i shoot a n-gga that sh-t feel right murder all my enemy’s cause they left my dawg at the red light

(verse 2) lan splurge

see i can’t sit up and just fake it with no n-gga (nah)
and i’ve been sippin on promethazine no tylenol
don’t want to talk about the b-tches we done f-cked them all
and i’ma probably pick a thot the coolest of them all
late night trappin with my n-ggas we getting money why these n-ggas acting like they sliding they ain’t on nothing and i know these b-tches out here tricking don’t give them nothing when i take off on these folks just watch how they don’t see it coming. got to stay down until i get that bag and get my wrist the coldest got a younger brother under me i am my momma’s oldest and every time i’m stepping out you know that weed my odor and i’m steady taking ectasy too keep a n-gga going

- breezoklutchin lyrics

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