let me tell you how this bitch was trying to break a man [Chorus] Tryin', tryin', to break a man I don't understand [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] I told you
let me tell you how this bitch was trying to break a man [Chorus] Tryin', tryin', to break a man I don't understand [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] I told you she
89 what's up baby, I see you (Ja Rule) Break 'em down nigga! break 'em down! (Benzino) Bring them birds, in the motherfucking house (Benzino) It's not a
down with the three-o-to-four pound Hit a nigga dead in his wig - FUCK IT!! Yo, too many bitch-ass-niggas think they got a lot (El Sadiq) And I'ma dead
us, uh You say you gotta man and your in love But what's love gotta do with a little menage After the party, me and you Could just slide for a few and
a fuck who you are We do our job like we part of the mob, shoot up the bar Cuban the don daddy like john gotti I brung a long shotie for the chump bodies
But let me tell you how this bitch was trying to break a man [Chorus] Tryin', tryin', to break a man I don't understand [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] I told you
did a lot of shit in my life Yo Gotti, street raised, street paid I'ma sell my dope can't trust no bitch Pop my wheel break bread with my click If a
to do a gotti and You understand [Chorus] I move bricks like a constructor Famous like Paul Brooker Grew up around hustlahs with M plants and coca Gotti
nights, new flights Blue ice, hundred thousand in a Nike bag, license Drug shop, I'm sorry, Atari in the Ferrari Next see the Lex A Shallah, La Tam'pa Eating yo
of rap, Horsemen attack The only thing gonna pop is my collar and a gat Chorus 1 & 2 [Canibus] Yo, yo, yo Fuck beggin for ya life, I have you niggas
mo' stressed Mo' money, mo' drama you know a nigga keep his armor 'Cause the streets are killin', now get your grind on Come get introduced to my home Yo, yo
to God I even got caught tryin to steal from the junkyard A born terror, a rebel without a pause I never had a good Christmas, so who is Santa Claus?
family Haha [Chorus] [Verse 9: Quota] You can call me Mr. Break-a- Brick, take a trip Tape a thousand grams to the bumper, Man and make it flip I'm
You say you gotta man & your in love But what's love Gotta do with a little menage After the party Just me & you Could just slide for a few & she
what I mean? Buck '89 what's up baby, I see you Break 'em down nigga! break 'em down! Bring them birds, in the motherfucking house It's not a game no
