Luyện nghe bài hát Break 'em Off Somethin'

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

Hustler, baller, gangsta,
Who I be, your neighborhood dealer
A nigga thats bout it, I mean these no limit soldiers
We get
I got something for y'all (something for y'all hater)
Y'all fade us
Ghetto cheese and deals thats what's made us
Now I'm space-aged but not eightball
Don't make me get stupid and your fucking blood on the wall
Bout' to go physco, and load this
I'm from the projects where we all alike though
And killing ain't nothing but a
Don't me do a fucking 187
And like some new jordans, you tied up
You sound like a chicken so it's time to get
By a gangsta, keep one up in the
make me wear your ass like some 85 wranglers
Now you all screwed up like DJ
Don't have my money, fuck you and your boo
Got amphetamines for them fiends
Where I'm from a little called new orleans
But blowing up b-12
Niggas don't give a fuck they quick to send your ass to hell
The capital of the world
Where niggas don't a fuck about you, your boy, or your girl
And if you come stunting on 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 shit straight, let me lay down the
If a bitch is talking shit, then bitch gonna have to snooze
Pimp c now what the fuck you said
Ak hit the wall tore the out the fucking bed
I'm at dead, I'm fully auto
I got court, I ain't gonna go
Nigga owe me money, thinking funny, bought a 64'
I'm bout to pull a
I need mo money money mo money
Took the keys, took the cheese, and his main hunny, hunny
Now the game is escalted, cause ain't no
To go back and the po-po's all the shit we did
I'm looking at rape, I'm looking at
But when them bitches get here you be full of hot caps
I'm breaking them bitches off, putting 'em in the
Riding around p.a bout-it hostages blowing
Cause getting rid of to me ain't really nothin' nothin'
Pimp c bitch break you off somethin'

(bun b.)
We down like a sail, in that 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, bitch we popping in clips
And now we all up in your live in 3-d
With drama, disaster, and when you make me have to blast ya'
Y'all has to you fucking with murder masters
Who plaster your ass and your momma call a pastor
Dying faster than you thought, now that's ass bro
It's the class of 9 on the for real'a
Direct the villa of killas, now who thinking they trilla'
Watch me fill a be cap pealer with them slugs
Probably for jaw and jumping
Bitch don't make me break you off somethin'