Lil Somethin' Somethin'

Break 'em off a lil' somethin'

Break 'em off a lil' somethin'

Break 'em off a lil' somethin'

Break 'em off a lil' somethin'

Break 'em off, break 'em off

1995 fool, let me set the scenery

Long Beach, Eastside and it seems to be gettin' kinda hectic

So why even trip when we dip? 'Cause ya know we don't slip

I picked up the G's that I'm down wit'

Rollin' in an '83 Coupe and it sounds hip

Somethin' that Glaze hooked up on a Foe' track

A dope beat that'll go plat'

So what's to do? Picked up Dubb and kicked couple of rhymes wit' my old school crew

'Cause no one knows what we go through

M&M drop the hit while we flow too

So lowridin' old school beats

Speakin' on life is a G from the streets

So I threw it up while the beat was straight bumpin'

Just a lil' somethin' somethin'

Just a lil somethin', rollin' in a G ride

Dippin' and hittin' switches

'Cause we ridin' and we slidin'

On them thangs is how we cruise, rollin' on the Eastside

So we comin' up the backstreets and we ballin'

Peepin' everywhere we look 'cause we crawlin'

Try to shake the spot, so let's dip

With the homies in my ride comin' up on a grip

Thinkin' you can fade my scene

So rough, so tough with the flossy lean

No beat on dank as we step

Through the L-B-C, so fools recognize me

'Cause ain't no way you could cope with the real

Take a dip through the beach, Eastside show my bill

Gotta little somethin' on my chest, needs to get off

Problem solved 'cause we breakin' 'em off

So Glaze put it down on this track

Wit' my mind on my money, ain't no love for hood rats

So flip the script 'cause you know how I'm comin'

T-Dubb wit' a lil' somethin' somethin'

So now we rollin' in an '83 Coupe on D's

Like it's the thang to do, I hit the switch wit' ease

2:30 and I'm coastin'

Saw some poppin' lil' skirts hit the 3 wheel motion

Dipped where the (?) dwell

Couldn't find Dubby Dubb, so I paged him on an over tel

(Homie, where you at?) I'm on the Eastside

Crawlin' on a caddy coupe, right

(Here I come) T-Dubb let em know

Got a year rolled and now I'm twenty four

So to lay back so I can keep it intact

Tryin' to stay focus, kickin' the facts

'Cause mama told me, "Son, there'd be days like this

When you couldn't trust no one, you gotta handle yo mix."

So I rolled wit' a crew, now don't be actin like I'm so in the juice

'Cause homie, don't front

If I'm not on the track, then the beat just don't bump

Otherwise recognize, and see how I'm comin' in corners on the

Eastside

'Cause it's only ridin' that the homies ain't playin' in the year 9-5

So now, who's sprung?

T-Dubb, L-B-C, a little somethin'