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Tru - That's How We Break Bread lyrics
[Master P] Huh huh, yeah nigga Y'all remember that shit me and Bo did last year Head for the jack, we done jacked the motherfuckers And got rich this year you know what I'm sayin' P and Bo went half on some dope, half on some dope, half on some dope P and Bo went half on some dope, turn a half ounce into a key [C-BO] Mo' money, mo mother fuckin' mail Post on the block, come back and drop knots in the garbage pail Peepin' out the window with the AK Paranoia, neighborhood destroyer Half a key on the livin' room table, and from city to city i'm able Cap a key for 10 and 12, my Mexican friends got the gear Breakin' down a quarter ki', procedin' to make that mail, Master P got the mix on the yay Whippin 'em with the can't explain game , cause rain So fuck what you heard and pay 16 for this bird We slangin' ki's and stackin' g's in the suburbs Mouth full of dope, bold's yeah you know Them Richmond niggas, quick to pull that asshole Some dope dealers, that only fuck with killers One of the first from the block to stack a mill because Chorus 4X Everyday, all day, hustling to get paid Straight ballin', that's how we break bread [Master P] Nigga what, nigga what, been down for 22 years Finally done came up, Og with a pimp ???, And slang this quarter like Calone, by that nigga Pervis ??? Ain't No Limits to these hits that I make The Ice Cream Man, the king pin of the Bay Just got a bid of 20 birdies, stuck to the ground S.K. 'bout to get my hands dirty, TRU stand for hustla So jump in the 500 SEL and buckle up On my way way to Sac. with them crome gats, 40 g's, 4 tires filled of that kill' crack-acapo |
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