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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Foesum
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Foesum
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Glaze
Producer
Tony G.
Producer
Lyrics
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'
Written by: Foesum