Luyện nghe bài hát Break 'em Off Somethin'

(master p)
Boy, we about to fill they head up with this ghetto dope
Time to break hoes off somethin'
Got my niggas bun b., pimp c, I u.g.k
Done hooked up master p
We about to bring shit across the border
Ya heard me, texas to new orleans

Hustler, baller, gangsta,
Who I be, your drug dealer
A young nigga thats bout it, I mean these no limit
We get
I got something for y'all (something for y'all hater)
Y'all can't us
Ghetto cheese and drug deals thats made us
Now I'm space-aged but not eightball
Don't make me get stupid and leave your fucking blood on the
Bout' to go physco, and load this
I'm the projects where we all think alike though
And killing nothing but a hobby
me do a fucking 187 robbery
And like some new jordans, you tied up
You like a chicken so it's time to get plucked
By a gangsta, keep one up in the
Don't make me wear your ass like 85 wranglers
Now you all screwed up DJ Screw
Don't have my money, fuck you and your boo
Got amphetamines for dope fiends
Where I'm from a little town new orleans
But blowing up b-12
Niggas don't give a fuck cause they quick to send ass to hell
The murder capital of the
Where niggas don't give a fuck about you, boy, or your girl
And if you come on them gold thangs
I'm a have to break you off

(hook)
you off somethin'
Don't make me break you off (x3)

(pimp c)
Let me set the straight, let me lay down the rules
If a bitch is shit, then that bitch gonna have to snooze
Pimp c bitch now what the fuck you
Ak hit the wall tore the out the fucking bed
I'm looking at dead, I'm fully
Tommorow I got court, I gonna go
Nigga owe me money, it's funny, bought a 64'
I'm bout to a kickdoe
I need mo money money mo money
Took the keys, took the cheese, and fucked his main hunny,
Now the game is escalted, cause no witnesses
To go back and tell the all the shit we did
I'm looking at rape, I'm looking at
But when bitches get here you gonna be full of hot caps
I'm breaking them bitches off, 'em in the trunk
Riding p.a bout-it hostages blowing skunk
getting rid of enemies to me ain't really nothin' nothin'
Pimp c bitch break you off somethin'

(bun b.)
We coming down like a sail, in goddamn rover
Just you thought it was the beginning
You bitch, now it's
You can call on the calvary, reinforcements, and local p-d
They getting if they see me
My nigga thats how g's be we three, me c and master p
Sipping on gin and
Fuck popping in your cd, we popping in them clips
And now we all up in your live in 3-d
drama, disaster, and death when you make me have to blast ya'
Y'all has to recognize you fucking murder masters
Who plaster your ass and make your call a pastor
faster than you thought, now that's your ass bro
It's the class of 9 scrilla on the for
from the villa of killas, now who thinking they trilla'
Watch me fill a be cap pealer with them slugs
Probably for jaw and jumping
don't make me break you off somethin' nigga