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Good morning,
This is teacher, MJG
Look at me as I write my name on the
Class, do you see my
Do you my name?

Well, listen,
Class, today at University
We will teach young bustas,
And all of these weak, narrow young sissies
How to break a bitch, now really, it's so

G, I have a question

Pimpology is different than it was in the 70s
Aha

I wanna know how can anybody stroll
And if so, what proceeds do we to go through?
Well, it out
here's what you have to do

It's time to let the P I M P in the fuckin' do'
One mo' nigga paper on the down low
It's so twisted in this white man's
Why it be hard for a when he try to be
Independent, on his own a plan
You hate it 'cause you can't how I can

Rearrange and change how your daughter was
And her how to constantly get paid when she's laid
Ain't no use in the freak of the city
You ain't got no ducats
You want a Rolex or ride

Bitch, listen 'cause you gots of competition
From these hoes who think
That you to fall dead, short, lame to the game
Don't worry, put bitches in your pistol range
MJ fuckin' G settin' your mind free with the type of
Class has started, day number one in Break-A-Bitch

And today,
We have a guest speaker, Fat Mac
introduce yourself

Good evening, players, good
the Fat Mac here, I'm here to let you know
That these bitches, mean bustas no good
You see I'm sayin'?
Now first of all, are there any questions?

Ah yes, Eightball
You bein' a Professor of
Tell me how niggas let these hoes
Get 'em caught up in fuck shit
buddy, check this out

Once again here I come that funk into your ear
Do you recall Eightball, the of the year
Calm 'cause I'm and I'm cool 'cause I'm calm
Leavin' hoes shell-shocked like fall in Vietnam

Mayn, some have game, but most of them can't this
Those that I think are stars, end up bein'
Welfare recipients, crib of rugrats
a couple of shirts and now the bitch think she all that

Freakazoids a nigga noid steppin' up to me
Hoes that'll you fast might be packin' H.I.V.
Me, I'm jimmy hats, so a hoe won't give me that
Shit about she on the pill, knowin' that her pussy

See, through my illustrations were the key
See, where I'm from only have to pay a fee
Now you might ask, what can a do to get started?
Pull a hoe and go in Break-A-Bitch College

Ah, yeah, now that was a nice lecture
And as I walk over to the middle of the bulletin board
I, I kinda figured, I to myself and I looked at my class
And I, it seems that you more questions
Is there any more

Yes, yes, MJG
I have a

Ah, in 94 do you think, ah
Any bitches are come up?
Can, can any bitches be
here, look here, let me tell you

Now these bitches got a game for a nigga
So that made me try to see how to a hoe
What would it take for me to make the bitch click
How quick could I make the bitch break a trick

How fuckin' long will it to make my profit
And what kinda justice can this hoe do for my
Talkin' space-age pimpin', to the oldies
In ways like keepin' our business tight, not by be Goldie

niggas gettin' they game picked down to the bone
If you listen on what these have to say, your money's gone
Nigga, focus on own rhyme, make 'em follow your own rules
Don't be a fool, nigga, bring that on by to school

I got a class for that ass and it starts at
'I was a at ten o'clock, break till eleven
looks good for the smartest
Niggas in the school of Sir College

class, okay class
Everybody just to settle down
Everybody settle down
We're gonna break in about 15

But we one more lecture, one more lecture
Now ehm, eh, calm down, down
I'm gonna one more question
I'm gonna take, are there any questions?

Ah yeah, ah, I know
How can a busta like me
You know, you
Get in Break-A-Bitch

Not long ago I grew up as a in this shit
When all I wanted to do is stick my up in a bitch
That dope made my ends and my bought me weed
And all I wanted to see was them young on they knees
Sam, damn, can I get a job, see

I don't wanna sell this dope, and
I wanna get out and rob
Today I was coolin' like I do
I met this hoe after a that wanted to chew me and screw

Now some busta-ass nigga woulda the bitch
But at College that's called trickin' off your dick
On the corner no pimps, real players are low-key
I'm on the verge of a splurge, settin' up shop in

Ain't no future for the lame, ain't no love in this
Do you fuck them hoes and trust hoes
And love 'em no shame?
9 out of 10, trick nigga, if you do
Break-A-Bitch College got a just for you

Ah, yes, good class
Damn class, wonderful graduates
I 'em all, I love 'em all

Now can you all join in with me
For our school alma mater and sing it
I'm to be an alumni from Break-A-College
I'm to be