MP 808 - Breaking News lyrics

[Intro: Juicy J] Man there's so many n***as out here still owe me f**ing money and sh** mane You know what I'm saying sh** crazy man Keep that sh** though dawg We still getting mo (808 Mafia) [Hook: Juicy J + Wiz Khalifa] Yo n***a got me hot so I'ma make him hot Fire his a** up Make his body rock Make his body rock Make his body rock Breaking news He pronounced dead on the spot I know what they say But know what I say? I say, f** them n***as I say, f** them n***as I say, f** them n***as I know what they say But know what I say? I say, f** them n***as I say, f** them n***as I say, f** them n***as [Verse 1: Juicy J] I ain't playing bout the money n***a Bang bang Pull up on your block Bang bang No diamonds in my watch This a plain jane If you keep punching the clock You get the same thang I got a Bent with no top That b**h nasty My chain got a 100 rocks That b**h flashy How I made it to the top? Don't even ask me I just pulled off with your thot That b**h trashy I fishtail off the lot My sh** go 200 Pockets full of Papa Smurfs Nothing but blue money n***a hate, probably mad cause I f**ed your woman (I f**ed her) Shorty all in your face She never saw it coming [Hook: Juicy J + Wiz Khalifa] Yo n***a got me hot so I'ma make him hot Fire his a** up Make his body rock Make his body rock Make his body rock Breaking news He pronounced dead on the spot I know what they say But know what I say? I say, f** them n***as I say, f** them n***as I say, f** them n***as I know what they say But know what I say? I say, f** them n***as I say, f** them n***as I say, f** them n***as [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] I throw two fingers on two hands That means gang, gang I make a call to my shooters That mean gang bang These n***as tricking on these broads That's a shame shame I did it once but won't never do it again, again I'm smoking KK so we never on the same strain I'm flying private so we never on the same plane It's me and yo lil ratchet chick I got her giving brain Ran up on'em now the homies like Don't die kane, mane My new car insane I'm in the ghost, getting ghost Out here switching lanes And if a n***a act tough Then my n***as spray They don't care they hitting everything that's in the way Taylor Gang [Hook: Juicy J + Wiz Khalifa] Yo n***a got me hot so I'ma make him hot Fire his a** up Make his body rock Make his body rock Make his body rock Breaking news He pronounced dead on the spot I know what they say But know what I say? I say, f** them n***as I say, f** them n***as I say, f** them n***as I know what they say But know what I say? I say, f** them n***as I say, f** them n***as I say, f** them n***as [Verse 3: Project Pat] I don't rock with you n***as like that-aaa Breako to the head Come up off them recordaaas Barrell to the stomach Chopper blowing out his back-aaa Pull like [?] moves if the walls to my backaaa Then I'ma creep at a low speed Chopper what you gone see Fire out them AK barrels the last thing you gone see If I'm masked up then you got a better chance of living If I'm bird faced then It's just according to how I'm feeling You n***as like hoes You like to argue and fuss I raise up that fire stick I'ma let it buss Find your body somewhere stink like some rock c**aine Shot him in the head Brains, hanging like a chain [Hook: Juicy J + Wiz Khalifa] Yo n***a got me hot so I'ma make him hot Fire his a** up Make his body rock Make his body rock Make his body rock Breaking news He pronounced dead on the spot I know what they say But know what I say? I say, f** them n***as I say, f** them n***as I say, f** them n***as I know what they say But know what I say? I say, f** them n***as I say, f** them n***as I say, f** them n***as