snoop dogg - break a bitch til i die lyrics
[snoop dogg]
pimp
its pimp sh-t, its pimp sh-t
n-gg- said his b-tch took him to court for child support
its cheaper to keep her
cheaper to keep her
thats real talk
cheaper to keep her
thats real talk, its cheaper to keep her
[chorus: snoop dogg]
now if you don’t think i know what the f-ck i’m talkin bout
(what you talkin bout?)
run down to the dogg house, and see fo’ yo own two eyes
b-tches try to pull snake moves to get a piece of the pie
[hook]
its impossible, to stop a ho
so let her go, and get the dough
lead the way, or step aside
break a b-tch till the day i die
[verse 1: snoop dogg]
check me out, no doubt, i flip the game and re-route
i check her in wit magic man juan, or pimpin ken
i just got back from milwaukee, the all-star game
not the nba n-gg-, i’m talkin real playa sh-t mayne
macks, ballas, hustlas, and prost-tutes
on the real my nig, you got to, got to get the loot
and if you got to shoot to get the loot
then i guess you got to do what you gotta do
but know this, fa sho this, its somethin for realler
from a fifty cent n-gg- to a thousand dollar n-gg-
f-ck george bush, the army, and the g.i.
n-gg- this p.i., until i d.i.
[chorus]
[verse 2: goldie loc]
now don’t get mad when you see me wit ya girlfriend
she ridin shot gun, smokin the d-mn thang again
now say it ain’t true…
baby you gank em and play em it ain’t no ring on you
that ain’t what i do, just because i spend time wit you
don’t really mean i’m lyin to you
you got to understand what this young pimp will say
cause right about now, it ain’t no time for play
now watch me slap ya -ss wit d-cks, b-tch
you was stricly d-ckly, why you turn cl-tly
thats even better, now both of you b-tches lick me
then i sit back and watch y’all eat p-ssy
kick off my feet and count my cheese
snoop this ain’t the xlf, this the p-i-m-p
look, she think she burned out
wait until i put her on the fast track and have her turned out
p.i!
[chorus]
[verse 3: tray deee]
lil pretty skinny -ss b-tch, but she gotta monkey
i know she suck d-cks cause her lips nice and puffy
but she got the wrong thought, kinda got me turned off
must be why she sweatin me, the ectasy she gon off
for realler, ho don’t know i’m bout that scrilla
i peel her like a sunkiss for comin wit that dumb sh-t(stupid b-tch!)
i keeps the p.i., poppin fa sho
other suckas tend to love em, we just cop em and blow
hos come, hos go, hos runnin ya slow
so keep her foot up in her -ss, unless a d-ck in her throat
main grew b-tch will go what i make ya do
and keep ya eyes on my stacys while i’m lacin you
ya like s-x and sh-t, and gettin naked quick
ya lil wreckless b-tch, so gon and check them chips
and bring every penny back home and deck
and pull a couple of mo’ hos you know that wanna get wrecked
[chorus]
[hook]
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