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MASTER P lyrics : "Break 'Em Off Somethin'"

(feat. U.G.K)

[Master P]

Boy, we about to fill they mother$#&@ing head up with this ghetto dope
Time to break these hoes off somethin'
Got my ^!$$%s Bun B., Pimp C, I mean U.G.K

Done hooked up with Master P
We about to bring this %#@! 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 ^!$$% thats bout it, I mean these No Limit Soldiers
We get rowdy
I got something for y'all haters (something for y'all hater)

Y'all can't fade us
Ghetto cheese and drug deals thats whats made us
Now I'm space-aged pimping but not Eightball

Don't make me get stupid and leave your $#&@ing blood on the wall
Bout' to go physco, and load this rifle
I'm from the projects where we all think alike though

And killing ain't nothing but a hobby
Don't 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
Don't make me wear your $$# like some 85 Wranglers

Now you all screwed up like DJ Skrew
Don't have my money, ^!$$% $#&@ you and your boo
Got amphetamines for them dope fiends

Where I'm from a little town called New Orleans
But blowing up like B-12
^!$$%s don't give a $#&@ cause they quick to send your $$# to hell

The murder capital of the world
Where ^!$$%s don't give a $#&@ about you, your boy, or your girl
And if you come stunting on them gold thangs

I'm a have to break you off somethin'

[hook]

Break you off somethin'
Don't make me break you off somethin' [x3]


[Pimp C]
Let me set the %#@! straight, let me lay down the rules
If a (*##$ is talking %#@!, then that (*##$ gonna have to snooze

Pimp C (*##$ now what the $#&@ you said
AK hit the wall tore the stuffing out the $#&@ing bed
I'm looking at dead, I'm fully auto

Tommorow I got court, I ain't gonna go
^!$$% owe me money, thinking it's funny, bought a 64'
I'm 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 ain't no witnesses

To go back and tell the Po-Po's all the %#@! we did
I'm looking at rape, I'm looking at kidnap
But when them (*##$es get here you gonna be full of hot caps

I'm 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 ain't really nothin' nothin'

Pimp C (*##$ 14-96'll break you off somethin'

[hook]


[Bun B.]
We coming down like a sail, in that !@#$ 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 ^!$$% thats how these G's 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'

Y'all has to recognize you $#&@ing with murder masters
Who plaster your $$# and make your momma call a pastor
Dying faster than you thought, now that's your $$# bro
It's the class of 9 scrilla on the for real'a
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
(*##$ don't make me break you off somethin' ^!$$%

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