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I-20 - Break Bread lyrics
(feat. Ludacris, Bone Crusher) [Intro: Bone Crusher + (Ludacris)] I-20 nigga (Break bread nigga) Yeah Don't get skull drug (break bread nigga) Fuck nigga What (Break bread nigga) Tell 'em tell 'em (break bread nigga) [Chorus: Bone Crusher & Ludacris - repeat 2X] Heyyyyy I'm a maniac Go and tell the whole world Mr. Pain is back So get them thangs out you betta lock up ya house And tell the cops they let the animals out Break bread nigga [Verse 1] I-20 Meet the Dealer cuz I'm out on bail I broke free and I ain't never goin back to jail ATL's eastside says I'm back from hell Reintroduced to my connect and I got sacks to sell Since I was young I broke bones usin sticks and stones Puttin bruises on you losers lames leave me alone I'll be servin it for certain til the day that I die You got that reggie for the low I got that fire for the high Niggaz travelin when they rappin but I feel like they actin And I ain't talkin bout vacation if I say that I'm packin Hear that hunger in my voice and all the pain in my eyes If this the only chance I get to you can bet I'mma ride I got my back against the wall but my hand on my tool Cuz niggaz gotta give me somethin I got nothin to lose A-Town's new ruler throw ya side in the sky Yall niggaz lovin how ya livin but I'm (distorted) ready to die [Chorus] [Verse 2] You niggaz settin up to get me better come wit that four This 20 got magazines and I ain't talkin +The Source+ Mr. Pain'll change the game by the time I'mma reign I catch a charge like a flagrant foul deep in the lane Yall niggaz know where y'all can find me see I'm deep in the south Where niggaz put away they Benz and pull they Chevrolet out Yall niggaz cakin on these broads spend a stack on that bitch I'll throw that ho right out the VIP and throw some yak ('gnac) on that bitch And as far as all this beefin y'all ain't worryin me We the index so I'm body that's a story in me If I say it then I meant it you can take it at that Yall been eatin off these streets and now I'm takin it back Yall won't see me sideways you get it live and direct I-20 in the flesh I'm comin live from the Dec DTP I represent it see I'm more than a star And if I'm fuckin witcha club I'm buyin (distorted) more than the bar [Chorus] [Bridge: Ludacris (Bone Crusher) - 4X] Get back and putcha life on the line (tell em) Get back and putcha life on the line Break bread nigga [Verse 3] I-20 is the shorts I be still takin aim I'm the blocks head coach bitch I'm teachin the game So I'm servin like I'm Agassi Venus or Serena I'm ridin wit a felony you duckin misdemeanors And man I'm still hurtin and my mama's still workin So I stay wit the glove and a mask like a servant A-Town's new ruler throw ya side in the sky Yall niggaz lovin how ya livin and I'm (distorted) ready to die [Chorus] [Ending: Bone Crusher (Ludacris)] Tell 'em (break bread nigga) Tell 'em what (break bread nigga) Tell 'em (break bread nigga) Say what (break bread nigga) Get cha shit fucked up bitch nigga (break bread nigga) |
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