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I Aint Breakin Down Sht chords by Exit 5B

  • Am

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  • G

  • Em

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Intro 1
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I ain't
Verse 1
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breakin' down shit, bitch,
got birds that'll flock
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And if a nigga want a whole block,
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Am
I ain't breakin' down shit
Drown hit the numbers, don't budge
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Just let him know you fuckin' with the plug
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I ain't breakin' down shit,
I ain't breakin' down shit
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I ain't breakin' down shit
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And raw bricks of H, I got em in
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Give em to you in the same rap
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I got em in
Duffel bag on the table worth a half a M
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All you want talk numbers
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but you try and spin
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The price change
since we switched from the work
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You come with 80 racks,
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I get em sent to your turf
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Show you how to pull a
second brick out the first
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But if you hit me with a hundred,
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I can triple your worth
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Try and be a millionaire,
I had to get to the cheddar
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Still re member all the times
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Em
I had to whip it together
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Used to handle the pots,
until I climbed to the top
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F
Now I can pull it out the press
G
and put the step on
Am
I ain't breaking down shit, bitch
Got birds by the plot
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And if a nigga want a whole block
G
Em
Am
I ain't breaking down shit
Drown hit the numbers, don't budge
F
G
Just let them know you fuckin' with the plug
Em
Am
I ain't breakin' down shit
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G
Em
Am
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G
Em
Am
They come in tan, white,
and black, all mitchmatch
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In red and blue tape, all gift wrap
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On the road,
sold a scope on the dispatch
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Soakin' up games, switchin' lanes,
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Am
bringin' bricks back
Hit the town, niggas heard that it's on
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I got spots all through the city
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Em
if you purchasin' zones
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Ten to twelve lil' niggas
workin' my phone
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They think I'm frontin' after work
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from all the birds get thrown
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Ain't no money like
a bag of brick money
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I smack it with a manitowl
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Em
to stretch out the whiff on it
Am
Put em' all together then the
Em
press with a twist on it
F
Then pull up to your hood
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Am
and drop a bag of bricks on ya
Bitch, got birds by the flop
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G
And if a n***a want a whole block
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Am
I ain't breakin' their shit
Drought hit the numbers, don't budge
F
G
Just let em know you fuckin' with the plug
Em
Am
I ain't breakin' their shit

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