מילים לשיר Break ’em Off Somethin' – Master P

Boy, we about to fill they motherfucking head up with this ghetto dope
Got my niggas Bun B., Pimp C, I mean U.G.K
Time to break these hoes off somethin'
Done hooked up with Master P
We about to bring this shit across the border
Ya heard me, from Texas to New Orleans Hustler, baller, gangsta, capWho I be, your neighborhood drug dealer
A young nigga thats bout it, I mean these No Limit Soldiers
We get rowdy
I got something for y'all haters (something for y'all hater)
Y'all can't fade us
Ghetto cheese and drug deals thats whats made us
Now I'm spaceBout' to go physco, and load this rifle
I'm from the projects where we all think alike though
And killing ain't nothing but a hobby
Don't make me get stupid and leave your fucking blood on the wall
Don't me do a fucking 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
Now you all screwed up like DJ Skrew
Don't have my money, nigga fuck you and your boo
Don't make me wear your ass like some 85 Wranglers
Got amphetamines for them dope fiends
Where I'm from a little town called New Orleans
But blowing up like BNiggas don't give a fuck cause they quick to send your ass to hell
The murder capital of the world
Where niggas don't give a fuck about you, your boy, or your girl
And if you come stunting on them gold thangs I'm a have to break you off somethin'
(hook)
Break you off somethin'
Don't make me break you off somethin' (x3) (Pimp C)
Let me set the shit straight, let me lay down the rules
If a bitch is talking shit, then that bitch gonna have to snooze
Pimp C bitch now what the fuck you said
AK hit the wall tore the stuffing out the fucking bed
Tommorow I got court, I ain't gonna go
I'm looking at dead, I'm fully auto
Nigga owe me money, thinking it's funny, bought a 64'
I'm bout to pull a kickdoe
Now the game is escalted, cause ain't no witnesses
I need mo money money mo money money
Took the keys, took the cheese, and fucked his main hunny, hunny
I'm looking at rape, I'm looking at kidnap
To go back and tell the PoBut when them bitches get here you gonna be full of hot caps
I'm breaking them bitches off, putting 'em in the trunk
Cause getting rid of enemies to me ain't really nothin' nothin'
Riding around P.A bout
Pimp C bitch 14
hook
We coming down like a sail, in that goddamn rover
(Bun B.)
You bitch, now its over
Just when you thought it was the beginning
You can call on the Calvary, reinforcements, and your local PThey getting somewhere if they see me
My nigga thats how these G's be we three, me C and Master P
Fuck popping in your CD, bitch we popping in them clips
Sipping on Gin and Kiwi
And now we all up in your grill live in 3Y'all has to recognize you fucking with murder masters
With drama, disaster, and death when you make me have to blast ya'
Who plaster your ass and make your momma call a pastor
Dying faster than you thought, now that's your ass bro
It's the class of 9 scrilla on the for real'a
Watch me fill a wanna be cap pealer with them slugs
Probably for jaw jacking and jumping
Direct from the villa of killas, now who thinking they trilla'
Bitch don't make me break you off somethin' nigga.