Breeze Lyrics

Runnin up da money swear to god it been ah breeze from da dick you know she runnin and i heard her scream do this shi forreal most these niggas green screen walk a nigga down made em see da green beam riverside where they found da body at mommas cry on ah body bad boy we strike where yo choppa at swear to god we catch ah hat smoke yo brudda in dis pack spin again we double back tripple double shootin dat talkin loud we got em papped

tappin out don't go for dat in da hills dats where im at talkin cali cross da map talk at all we cross em out take a plea you still ah rat in my book and dat is dat if you tell no comin back im ah dog i kill da cat sippin lean i pour it up got da racks they double stuff cant forget bout sumn dat stuff he ain't gon blow he jus gon bluff chase em down don't give no fuck shoot it thru da peep hole i don't fuck with people brodie let da beam go

slidin once again and im in da benz fuck it baby want ya friend glock a fully it don't jam clutchin choppa let it blam ion bang jus murder fam 38 she passed around he cant run we hawk em down bitches love when im town lettin off these yoppa rounds

runnin up da money swear to god it been ah breeze from da dick you know she runnin and i heard her scream do this shi forreal most these niggas green screen walk a nigga down made em see da green beam riverside where they found da body at mommas cry on ah body bad boy we strike where yo choppa at swear to god we catch ah hat smoke yo brudda in dis pack spin again we double back tripple double shootin dat talkin loud we got em papped