Break 'Em Off Somethin' (2005 Digital Remaster)-Master p

Break 'Em Off Somethin' (2005 Digital Remaster) - Master p (master p) Boy, we about to fill they mother*****ing head up with this ghetto d**e Time to break these hoes off somethin Got my niggas bun b., pimp c, I mean u.g.k Done hooked up with master p We about to bring this sh*t across the border Ya heard me, from texas to new orleans Hustler, baller, gangsta, cap-pealer Who I be, your neighborhood drug dealer A young ni**a thats bout it, I mean these no limit soldiers We get rowdy I got something for yall haters (something for yall hater) Yall cant fade us Ghetto cheese and drug deals thats whats made us Now Im space-aged pimping but not eightball Dont make me get stupid and leave your *****ing blood on the wall Bout to go physco, and load this rifle Im from the projects where we all think alike though And killing aint nothing but a hobby Dont me do a *****ing 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 Dont make me wear your a** like some 85 wranglers Now you all screwed up like dj skrew Dont have my money, ni**a ***** you and your boo Got amphetamines for them d**e fiends Where Im from a little town called new orleans But blowing up like b-12 Niggas dont give a ***** cause they quick to send your a** to hell The murder capital of the world Where niggas dont give a ***** about you, your boy, or your girl And if you come stunting on them gold thangs Im a have to break you off somethin (hook) Break you off somethin Dont make me break you off somethin (x3) (pimp c) Let me set the sh*t straight, let me lay down the rules If a ***** is talking sh*t, then that ***** gonna have to snooze Pimp c ***** now what the ***** you said Ak hit the wall tore the stuffing out the *****ing bed Im looking at dead, Im fully auto Tommorow I got court, I aint gonna go Ni**a owe me money, thinking its funny, bought a 64 Im bout to pull a kickdoe I need mo money money mo money money Took the keys, took the cheese, and *****ed his main hunny, hunny Now the game is escalted, cause aint no witnesses To go back and tell the po-pos all the sh*t we did Im looking at rape, Im looking at kidnap But when them *****es get here you gonna be full of hot caps Im breaking them *****es off, putting em in the trunk Riding around p.a bout-it hostages blowing skunk Cause getting rid of enemies to me aint really nothin nothin Pimp c ***** 14-96ll break you off somethin Hook (bun b.) We coming down like a sail, in that goddamn rover Just when you thought it was the beginning You *****, now its over You can call on the calvary, reinforcements, and your local p-d They getting somewhere if they see me My ni**a thats how these gs be we three, me c and master p Sipping on gin and kiwi ***** popping in your cd, ***** we popping in them clips And now we all up in your grill live in 3-d With drama, disaster, and death when you make me have to blast ya Yall has to recognize you *****ing with murder masters Who plaster your a** and make your momma call a pastor Dying faster than you thought, now thats your a** bro Its the class of 9 scrilla on the for reala Direct from the villa of killas, now who thinking they trilla Watch me fill a wanna be cap pealer with them slugs Probably for jaw jacking and jumping ***** dont make me break you off somethin ni**a