Luyện nghe bài hát Break 'em Off Somethin'

(master p)
Boy, we about to fill they motherfucking head up with this dope
Time to these hoes off somethin'
Got my niggas bun b., c, I mean u.g.k
Done up with master p
We to bring this shit across the border
Ya heard me, texas 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 haters (something for y'all hater)
Y'all fade us
Ghetto cheese and drug deals thats made us
Now I'm pimping but not eightball
make me get stupid and leave your fucking blood on the wall
Bout' to go physco, and this rifle
I'm from the projects where we all think alike
And ain't nothing but a hobby
me do a fucking 187 robbery
And like some brand new jordans, you up
You sound like a chicken so it's time to get
By a gangsta, keep one up in the
Don't make me wear your ass some 85 wranglers
Now you all screwed up like DJ
Don't have my money, fuck you and your boo
Got amphetamines for dope fiends
Where I'm from a little called new orleans
But blowing up b-12
don't give a fuck cause 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 on them gold thangs
I'm a to break you off somethin'

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

(pimp c)
Let me set the shit straight, let me lay down the
If a bitch is talking shit, then that bitch have to snooze
Pimp c bitch now the fuck you said
Ak hit the wall the stuffing out the fucking bed
I'm looking at dead, I'm auto
I got court, I ain't gonna go
Nigga owe me money, thinking it's funny, a 64'
I'm bout to pull a
I need mo money mo money money
Took the keys, took the cheese, and fucked his main hunny,
Now the game is escalted, ain't no witnesses
To go and tell the po-po's all the shit we did
I'm at rape, I'm looking at kidnap
But when them bitches get here you gonna be of hot caps
I'm breaking bitches off, putting 'em in the trunk
Riding around p.a hostages blowing skunk
Cause rid of enemies to me ain't really nothin' nothin'
c bitch 14-96'll break you off somethin'

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