Freddie Gibbs - Breakin' Necks lyrics

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Freddie Gibbs - Breakin' Necks lyrics

[Hook:] My, My, My My paint dripping wet Ba** banging out the deck Blaze chopping through your set Breakin' necks [Verse 1:] My Cutla** was on 20's then I moved up and I got them deuces When I'm at the dealership I hit 'em with a few chips, now a n***a pulling off the lot with the new sh*t Benz s550, sitting pretty, see me whipping that Got dough so you know when I come up on the 650 I might get rid of that I'm a pop that trunk on an old school dump, get beat up the street Turn up that bump and blaze that blunt man motherf**k the police They know I smoke, I drink, when I ride I stay high I got my town on lock, n***as know that I'm that guy in G.I That's why my, my, my paint dripping wet Bumping Midwest sh*t in my deck Better keep a clip in the tech and a vest on your chest, never know when a n***a might test Ain't no slacking on my ends, I want big cream and nothing less I ain't in the rap sh*t to make no friends, you want 16 then cut the check Once I get it we gon' kick it, we gon' ball and make a lot of bread Roll drop that beat that make 'em brawl, make 'em bobblehead Hoes break they neck when I'm pa**ing 'em by Don't trip, your b**ch wanna roll with a pimp, I'm so fly, she say my [Hook] [Verse 2:] My Chevy on blades man, I'm clocking these hoes man Lay that game on they brain, get my change with no shame I was running these dames way before I could flow man Easily separate me from the lames and no-names It's Gibbs ho Now you want it but you wasn't on it a year ago Let a n***a hit that from the back, matter fact I'm a bring my friend ho This sh*t right here ain't no lie I deceive 'em and leave 'em wondering why They say my, my j**els and chrome shoes got 'em breaking they neck I don't feud with y'all dudes, I got pay to collect I refuse to lose, lose, and will never accept That's to the d**h, money, power, respect This for them n***as out there rocking and chopping o's co*king and popping 4's Straight pimping and macking hoes In the back of the fat 'lac on 4's They coming out they clothes when I'm pa**ing 'em by Don't trip, your b**ch wanna roll with a pimp, I'm so fly, she say my [Hook] [Verse 3:] My Chevy on 4's man, I'm clocking these hoes man I got 'em breakin' they neck My Caddy on 4's man, I'm clocking these hoes I got 'em breakin' they neck [Hook]

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