Break 'Em Off Somethin' (2005 Digital Remaster)-Master p

歌手 : Master p

专辑 : Best Of Master P

语种 : 英语

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TXT Break 'Em Off Somethin' (2005 Digital Remaster)-Master p 文本歌词

Break 'Em Off Somethin' (2005 Digital Remaster) - Master p

(master p)

Boy, we about to fill they mother*****ing head up with this ghetto d**e

Time to break these hoes off somethin

Got my niggas bun b., pimp c, I mean u.g.k

Done hooked up with master p

We about to bring this sh*t across the border

Ya heard me, from texas to new orleans

Hustler, baller, gangsta, cap-pealer

Who I be, your neighborhood drug dealer

A young ni**a thats bout it, I mean these no limit soldiers

We get rowdy

I got something for yall haters (something for yall hater)

Yall cant fade us

Ghetto cheese and drug deals thats whats made us

Now Im space-aged pimping but not eightball

Dont make me get stupid and leave your *****ing blood on the wall

Bout to go physco, and load this rifle

Im from the projects where we all think alike though

And killing aint nothing but a hobby

Dont me do a *****ing 187 robbery

And like some brand new jordans, you tied up

You sound like a chicken so its time to get plucked

By a gangsta, keep one up in the chamber

Dont make me wear your a** like some 85 wranglers

Now you all screwed up like dj skrew

Dont have my money, ni**a ***** you and your boo

Got amphetamines for them d**e fiends

Where Im from a little town called new orleans

But blowing up like b-12

Niggas dont give a ***** cause they quick to send your a** to hell

The murder capital of the world

Where niggas dont give a ***** about you, your boy, or your girl

And if you come stunting on them gold thangs

Im a have to break you off somethin

(hook)

Break you off somethin

Dont make me break you off somethin (x3)

(pimp c)

Let me set the sh*t straight, let me lay down the rules

If a ***** is talking sh*t, then that ***** gonna have to snooze

Pimp c ***** now what the ***** you said

Ak hit the wall tore the stuffing out the *****ing bed

Im looking at dead, Im fully auto

Tommorow I got court, I aint gonna go

Ni**a owe me money, thinking its funny, bought a 64

Im bout to pull a kickdoe

I need mo money money mo money money

Took the keys, took the cheese, and *****ed his main hunny, hunny

Now the game is escalted, cause aint no witnesses

To go back and tell the po-pos all the sh*t we did

Im looking at rape, Im looking at kidnap

But when them *****es get here you gonna be full of hot caps

Im breaking them *****es off, putting em in the trunk

Riding around p.a bout-it hostages blowing skunk

Cause getting rid of enemies to me aint really nothin nothin

Pimp c ***** 14-96ll break you off somethin

Hook

(bun b.)

We coming down like a sail, in that goddamn rover

Just when you thought it was the beginning

You *****, now its over

You can call on the calvary, reinforcements, and your local p-d

They getting somewhere if they see me

My ni**a thats how these gs be we three, me c and master p

Sipping on gin and kiwi

***** popping in your cd, ***** we popping in them clips

And now we all up in your grill live in 3-d

With drama, disaster, and death when you make me have to blast ya

Yall has to recognize you *****ing with murder masters

Who plaster your a** and make your momma call a pastor

Dying faster than you thought, now thats your a** bro

Its the class of 9 scrilla on the for reala

Direct from the villa of killas, now who thinking they trilla

Watch me fill a wanna be cap pealer with them slugs

Probably for jaw jacking and jumping

***** dont make me break you off somethin ni**a