โหลดเพลง mp3 break da law - 21 Savage

break da law (Explicit) - 21 Savage
Lyrics by：Shayaa Joseph/Joshua Howard Luellen/Leland Wayne/Bradley Brandon
Composed by：Shayaa Joseph/Joshua Howard Luellen/Leland Wayne/Bradley Brandon
Southside on the track yeah
Yeah
Cut the bulls**t I'm not with it
Call your main b***h she let me hit it
Haha ha
Metro boomin want some more n***a
Diamonds got dripped in a lake a lake
I don't be goin' on dates on dates
She got an a*s but it's fake it's fake
He savin' hoes need a cape cape
Lil' mama's head supreme straight up
But I'm still rockin' this bape on God
All I know is two guns n***a
If you a plate you get ate brrat
Had to put a b***h on pause pause
Me and my dawgs break laws laws
21 gang 'til I fall fall
You could get hit in the jaw your jaw
The chopper can hit all of y'all straight up
Your brother your goldfish and dog all
Most of my n***as just rob wow
They cut off and hand your balls on God
Hit your bff I'm petty 21
Can't leave the streets I ain't ready 21
Me and my hood got married 21
And my wedding ring was a machete straight up
Need me a keisha like belly straight up
Dissin' me got a n***a's homeboys buried on God
They don't come outside they scary scary
When we start spinnin' n***as' blocks they telling P***y
Got your baby mama in a yolk yolk
I don't smoke w**d I sell d**e 21
Ain't no back and forth it's smoke smoke
Pull up on you and your folks your folks
Try to give me head she choke ugh
We call you a rat 'cause you spoke b***h
All these tennis chains like I'm in a tennis game
Y'all n***as wearin' gold ropes you're broke
Killers out the 6 zone 6
Got 'em all hired straight up
Ex-girlfriends old hoes
Got 'em all fired bye-bye
Don't you 'cross the gang dawg
We're like barbed wire straight up
Stackin' up these M's
I'm a habitual car buyer skrrt
Actin' hollywood I kicked her out on wilshire bye
Got a model and she tighter than a grill plier fine
Sneak and steal my flow lot of these rappers slick biters 21
I'm 4 L gang for L dawg
And we got big rifles on God
Let me pop my s**t yeah
Keep a big glock on my hip yeah
One up top my s**t on God
I don't like to cock my s**t straight up
Y'all n***as gossip and s**t on God
No more beef we drop that s**t straight up
Y'all n***as talk that s**t straight up
Never had a payment I bought that s**t straight up straight up
Vs1 on my wrist wrist
Can't put my tongue on no b***h no b***h
'Cause I still kiss my kids I do
Ho you need to fix your wig you do
All my brothers did a bid straight up
When they came home we was rich straight up
F**k 40 acres and a mule
They got 50 racks and a brand new sig on God
Lil' boy get up out the way yeah
Lil' boy we didn't come to play yeah
And I got a partner named Dre Dre
You can get beats by Dre on God
You can get hit by K K
K hit you that's your last day day
Glock 27 that's bae 21
Stick the 30 in it had a baby yeah
My strippers got s-class 'cedes straight up
Ride me slow like you drivin' Miss Daisy
I ain't go to school 'cause I was too lazy
Had to cut her off 'cause she was too crazy
Moncler jacket a letterman letterman
I gotta keep a beretta man beretta man
She screamin' and scratchin' and yellin' man and yellin' man
I got her in a falsetto man falsetto man
Had to put a b***h on pause pause
Me and my dawgs break laws laws
21 gang 'til I fall fall
Me and my dawgs break laws laws
21 gang 'til I fall fall
Me and my dawgs break laws laws
You could get hit in the jaw your jaw
The chopper can hit all of y'all straight up
Your brother your goldfish and dog all
Most of my n***as just rob wow
They cut off and hand your balls on God