Luyện nghe bài hát Break Em Somethin

P]
Boy we bout ta fill motherfukin heads up wit this ghetto dope
Time to these hoes of somethin
My bunk B Pimp C I mean U.G.K.
Hooked up wit P we bout ta break this shit cross border!
Ya me! From Texas to New Orleans
Hustla balla gangsta cap
Who I be? Your neighbahood deala
A young nigga bout it {bout it}
I mean we No Soldiers
Who get Rowdy! I got sumthin fo y'll
fo' y'all haters}
Y'all can't fade us, ghetto tears and deals that was made us
Now I'm "A" pimpin, but not eight-ball
Don't make me get and leave yo' fuckin blood on the wall
ta go pyscho, {psycho}
And load this rifle this rifle}
I'm from the projects were we all thank alike
And killen nuthin but a hobby
Don't me do a fuckin one eight seven robbery
Like some brand new Jordans you up
You sound like the chicken so it's time to get
By a Gangsta, keep one up in da
Don't make me yo ass like some 85 wranglers
Now you all up like DJ Skrew
Don't have my money nigga fuck you in boots
Got the fed of me, fo them dope
Where I from? A little town New Orleans
But blowin up B-12 {B-12}
Niggaz don't give a fuck cause they quick to yo ass to hell
The murder of the world
Where niggaz don't give a about you, your boy, or your girl!
And if you come stunnin on them gold
I'ma to break you off somethin!
You Of Somethin
Don't make me you of somethin
(repeat 3X)
C]
Let me set the straight, let me lay down the rules.
If a bitch is shit, then that bitch gon have to snooze
Pimp C, now what the fuck you said?
A-K hit the wall the stuffin out the fuckin bed
I'm lookin at fed, I'm pullin
Tommorow I got quarter ain't fo
Nigga oh me money this shit bought a six four
I'm bout ta pull a kick door, I need mo money, money, mo money,
Took the keys, took the cheese and his man honey honey
Now the has escalated, cause ain't no witnesses
To go and tell thhe Po Po's all the shit we did
I'm lookin at rape, I'm lookin at
But when the bitches get here they be full of hot caps
I'm the bitches off, put them in the trunk!
Riden around P-A bout it hostages bout it hostages blowin
gettin rid of enemys ain't really nothin nothin
Pimp C bitch 14-96 will you of somethin
Break you of
Don't me break you of somethin
(repeat 2X)
B]
We comin down like the cell and that God rover
when you thought it was the beginning
Ya bitch no over!
You can all the calvary,
Renforcements, and Yo P-D
They somewhere if they see me
My thats how these G's be
We 3, Me, C and P
on Gin and Kiwi
Fuck poppin in yo C-B, Bitch we poppin in the
And now we all up in you live in 3-d, Wit Drama
Disaster, and Debt when you me have to blast ya
You has to recegnize you wit murda masters
Who ya yo ass
And make you call the pastor, die fasta
Then you thought, no yo ass bro
It's a class up, nine scrilla on the fo
Direct from the villa of killas, now who the trilla?
Watch me filla wannabe Cap pilla, wit them
Filen fo Joe's, Jackin and
Bitch, don't break you of somethin, nigga!!!
Break em off
Don't make me you of somethin
(repeat 5X)
P]
And for all y'all niggaz
rappin about niggaz on records
Y'all hoes and talk shit
know who the real fuckin Ice Cream Man is
Cause broke niggaz shit!
I never talk about a nigga on a record, you heard me!
No Limit for life!
Any nigga run up, get his motherfuckin wig twisted, you me!
Don't me break you off somethin