Luyện nghe bài hát Break 'em Off Somethin'

(master p)
Boy, we about to fill they motherfucking head up with ghetto dope
Time to break these hoes off
Got my niggas bun b., pimp c, I u.g.k
Done up with 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 nigga thats bout it, I mean these no limit soldiers
We get
I got for y'all haters (something for y'all hater)
Y'all fade us
Ghetto and drug deals thats what's made us
Now I'm space-aged pimping but not
Don't make me get stupid and leave fucking blood on the wall
to go physco, and load this rifle
I'm from the projects where we all think alike
And ain't nothing but a hobby
Don't me do a 187 robbery
And like brand new jordans, you tied up
You sound like a so it's time to get plucked
By a gangsta, one up in the chamber
make me wear your ass like some 85 wranglers
Now you all up like DJ Screw
have my money, nigga fuck you and your boo
Got amphetamines for them fiends
Where I'm from a little called new orleans
But up like b-12
Niggas don't give a fuck cause they to send your ass to hell
The capital of the world
niggas don't give a fuck about you, your boy, or your girl
And if you come on them gold thangs
I'm a have to break you off

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

(pimp c)
Let me set the shit straight, let me lay the rules
If a bitch is talking shit, then bitch gonna have to snooze
c bitch now what the fuck you said
Ak hit the tore the stuffing out the fucking bed
I'm looking at dead, I'm auto
Tommorow I got court, I gonna go
owe me money, thinking it's funny, bought a 64'
I'm bout to a kickdoe
I mo money money mo money money
the keys, took the cheese, and fucked his main hunny, hunny
Now the is escalted, cause ain't no witnesses
To go back and tell the all the shit we did
I'm at rape, I'm looking at kidnap
But them 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
Cause rid of enemies to me ain't really nothin' nothin'
c bitch 14-96'll break you off somethin'

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