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glock, I'm strapped with no hesitant ta pop   So back your words up and keep on choking out on that cock   You like it or not, it's everlasting, ain't 'bouta stop      We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs   Break, break, break, break, break something   We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs   Break, break, break, break, break something      We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs   Break, break, break, break, break something   We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs   Break, break, break, break, break something      We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs   Break, break, break, break, break something   We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs   Break, break, break, break, break something      We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs   Break, break, break, break, break something   We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs   Break, break, break, break, break something      Aiyo, smoke something, choke something, get real nice   We ain't gon', fall on our face but we gon' be right   Look, police ain't around when I do my dirt   Becuz I map it all loud and then I put in work      You with them freaks, I be in the streets   Y'all be wearing them Bee's, I be wearing Ree's   Running wit' my g's from the U T P   This is where I'm gonna be until I D I E      Wodie, it's goin' down from the Easy Bay ta the West Bay   Where niggaz drank VSOP until they breath stank   Bitch gatta say something, err' time   They never handle they business but staying in line      Seeking you will find, the loaded up 9   Wanted at 'cha 'cuz it of fa' stealin' my mind   Juvenile and Three-6 thats a one of a kind   Tooken up yo golds, nigga, get ready ta blind      We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs   Break, break, break, break, break something   We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs   Break, break, break, break, break something      We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs   Break, break, break, break, break something   We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs   Break, break, break, break, break something      We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs   Break, break, break, break, break something   We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs   Break, break, break, break, break something      We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs   Break, break, break, break, break something   We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs   Break, break, break, break, break something      I'm 'Bouta crash da club, break the law   Throw some chairs, crack your jaw   If it's killing season, ain't no reason, ain't no need ta stale   I'm the one put here ta absorb all this energy and pain   Non stop pop from the top of the clip in ya glock   I still don't feel you, mane      'Cause of that, ground the coke and now I'm puffin' a pound of dro   When I'm on that level and wit' my killaz you will be found on the flo'   I must confess, I ain't 'bout shit but if you think ta cross me, bitch   You'll end up stanky, walk the planky and empty out your pockets, bitch      Break da law, break your leg, crash da club and crack your neck   Wit' these issues that I'm facing daily I should tote a tec   Get respect that's no option, all the haters filled with toxin'   Walk right through the center of the crowd and pistols get ta flossin'      Causing problem, dodging bullets, soon as I corrupt the scene   Leaving damage, making havoc reaction fuckin' with me   Chair to your bizack go through my head when you ignite the flame   Lead to your bizack of your hizead before it hit your brain      We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs   Break, break, break, break, break something   We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs   Break, break, break, break, break something      We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs   Break, break, break, break, break something   We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs   Break, break, break, break, break something      We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs   Break, break, break, break, break something   We 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