Triple CS - Break It Down lyrics

[Hook: Gunplay] They wonder how I stay on top I'll tell you how I break it down They wonder how, how hard I grind Look at my shine and I break it down I break it down, I break it down If you don't know, I break it down I break it down, I break it down If you ain't heard, I break it down [Verse 1: Gunplay] Heckler & Koch - there go the cops Dig in your socks, get rid of your rocks Don't go to jail, you got no bail Won't get no meal, that's living hell Keep your face clean, always need a front Get back on your feet then attack the street Show them you're raw, they think you're [?] They just don't know [?] in your car Do not get capped, keep your brains in your hat It is not worth it, a life is so worthless Keep your dough close, lock up your game room Keep your team tight, strategically make moves I play for keeps, keep the streets hostage Watch for imposters, they pose amongst us Then when you spot them infrared dot them Gunpowder in copper, I break it down proper [Hook] [Verse 2: Bun B] Clips in, gloves on, lights off, mask on Steel toe the back door, then get your blast on Take what you're supposed to, leave what you not Then you pick up the cases then bone out the spot These tales of a gangster I tell with such clarity This is the real deal, G, not a parody Ain't no ki-ki'ing, [?] hilarity Bullets bust evenly with no disparity Watch for the bullsh**, there's traps in the game All dreads ain't a gangster, all four-eyes ain't lame You can't trust the book by its cover, believe that Take it from me, player, it's best to read that Trill sh**, we need more - fake, we don't need that That's the type of sh** that make a red blood bleed black These n***as are greener than my motherf**ing weedsack But that's just my comments, I'll wait for your feedback [Hook] [Verse 3: Rick Ross] [?] Champagne I crave [?] with d**, d** that I blaze Speaking of d**, plugs that I've made Can't see my house, cars in the way I am Osama, ask that boy 50 I brings the drama, [?] Chickens we fry, snitches gon' die I see the papers, I damn near cry I loaded mine, I keeps it full One in the chamber, I am a fool When I explode, I pull you close Hoes in your clothes, time to get ghost [Hook]