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
翻訳: マスターP. '日サムシングオフ"破る.
him (Black Rob, I see you) Niggaz step up, with just Mase and 'em (yeah) Placin them in funerals, criminals turned aroused (yeah) The Brick City, nobody come off like P
Beanie, what's up, baby? What's happening? (Face) Sigel, what ' bout to get off, baby? We fittin' to get off Aiyo, what we goin' to do on this shit man
scene, make the haters say dammit. Soulja Boy Tell a??Em hottest rapper on the planet. Yaa?? girl love me and I know you cana??t stand it. Goth-em city
it to me, now what the fuck? You, you must be snortin' some shit or something What the fuck is that? Let's go turn off all the lights And make it seem
Glocks all in my stash box Gats burst off, thugs take their shirts off Five niggaz drop off, before I got the verse off Pop go the glock, wipe the fuckin' smirf off
and P.E. connect So know it when you're hearin the rhymes that I'm givin' 'em combined with the rythmn designed to expose the sins all in it's the master
motherfuckin' collar till ya break ya back loc [Chorus with Master P & Snoop ad-libs] [Master P] Ah dog we off the heezy Snoop and P together for cheesy
em i'm comin through stumpin got my concert jumpin gangsta shit thats what they bumpin break em off niggas hit em with the soft watch i'll make em freeze
, nope I'd rather fuck around with Coca Cola, yola Ice cream, candy, granola, huh Slave for men, that's what they told me And I'll break you off somethin
em cleaned up you know, show em the light that they're all bark and no bite, like a tree trunk We slash and burn em, Indelibles, The Fire In Which suckers
act like C-Murder just got out of jail tonight Oh, we came to start a fight, break 'em off something rough Take it back to the streets nigga, make 'em say ughh (Make 'em
Filen fo Joe's, Jackin and jumpin Bitch, don't make break you of somethin, nigga!!! Break em off somethin Don't make me break you of somethin (repeat 5X) [Master P
bitch who you fucking with Master P killa murder motherfucking lunatic With the giggety giggety nine Put the glock to your dome and your shit will be giggety mine Break you off something
My hustle never stop, uh Block to Block, Like a nigga sittin' on three keys Till a rock to rock C'mon (Chorus-4x) [ Master P ] Kane and Abel, Fiend, Master P
all the vehicle's is long enough to stash the streetsweeper This shit can get uglier than the Master P sneaker We slidin through the ruckus, wit prada on the chuckus Soon as spring break
