Break Em Somethin Testo

Testo Break Em Somethin

[Master P]Boy we bout ta fill they motherfukin heads up wit this ghetto dopeTime to break these hoes of somethinMy nigga bunk BPimp CI mean U.G.K.Hooked up wit Paster Pwe bout ta break this shit cross border!Ya heard me! From Texas to New OrleansHustlaballagangstacap pealaWho I be? Your neighbahood drug dealaA young nigga that's bout it {bout it}I mean we No Limit SoldiersWho get Rowdy! I got sumthin fo y'll haters{Sumthin fo' y'all haters}Y'all can't fade us, ghetto tears and drug deals that was made usNow I'm Stage "A" pimpin, but not eight-ballDon't make me get stupid and leave yo' fuckin blood on the wallBout ta go pyscho, {psycho}And load this rifle {load this rifle}I'm from the projects were we all thank alike thoughAnd killen ain't nuthin but a hobbyDon't make me do a fuckin one eight seven robberyLike some brand new Jordans you tied upYou sound like the chicken so it's time to get pluckedBy a Gangsta, keep one up in da chamberDon't make me wear yo ass like some 85 wranglersNow you all screwed up like DJ SkrewDon't have my money nigga fuck you in your bootsGot the fed of me, fo them dope fiendsWhere I from? A little town called New OrleansBut blowin up like B-12 {B-12}Niggaz don't give a fuck cause they quick to send yo ass to hellThe murder capitol of the worldWhere niggaz don't give a fuck about you, your boy, or your girl!And if you come stunnin on them gold DaytonsI'ma have to break you off somethin!Break You Of SomethinDon't make me break you of somethin(repeat 3X)[Pimp C]Let me set the shit straight, let me lay down the rules.If a bitch is talkin shit, then that bitch gon have to snoozePimp C, bitch now what the fuck you said?A-K hit the wall tore the stuffin out the fuckin bedI'm lookin at fed, I'm pullin autoTommorow I got quarter ain't gon' foNigga oh me money thankin this shit bought a six fourI'm bout ta pull a kick door, I need mo money, money, mo money, moneyTook the keys, took the cheese and fucked his man honey honeyNow the games has escalated, cause ain't no witnessesTo go back and tell thhe Po Po's all the shit we didI'm lookin at rape, I'm lookin at kidnapBut when the bitches get here they gone be full of hot capsI'm breakin the bitches off, put them in the trunk!Riden around P-A bout it hostages bout it hostages blowin skunkCause gettin rid of enemys ain't really nothin nothinPimp C bitch 14-96 will break you of somethinBreak you of somethinDon't make me break you of somethin(repeat 2X)[Bun B]We comin down like the cell and that God Damn roverJust when you thought it was the beginningYa bitch no it's over!You can call all the calvary,Renforcements, and Yo local P-DThey gettin somewhere if they see meMy nigga thats how these G's beWe 3, Me, C and Master PSippin on Gin and KiwiFuck poppin in yo C-B, Bitch we poppin in the clearAnd now we all up in you grill live in 3-d, Wit DramaDisaster, and Debt when you make me have to blast yaYou has to recegnize you fuckin wit murda mastersWho blast ya yo assAnd make you mama call the pastor, die fastaThen you thought, no that's yo ass broIt's a class up, nine scrilla on the fo rillaDirect from the villa of killas, now who fakin the trilla?Watch me filla wannabe Cap pilla, wit them slugsFilen fo Joe's, Jackin and jumpinBitch, don't make break you of somethin, nigga!!!Break em off somethinDon't make me break you of somethin(repeat 5X)[Master P]And for all y'all motherfuckin niggazthat's rappin about niggaz on recordsY'all hoes and hoes talk shitNiggaz know who the real fuckin Ice Cream Man isCause broke niggaz talk shit!I could never talk about a nigga on a record, you heard me!It's No Limit for life!Any nigga run up, get his motherfuckin wig twisted, you heard me!Don't make me break you off somethin