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

Well, listen,
Class, at Break-A-Bitch University
We will teach young bustas,
And all of these weak, narrow minded young
How to a bitch, now really, it's so easy

Mister G, I have a

Pimpology today is than it was in the 70s
Aha

I wanna know how can anybody today
And if so, what do we have to go through?
Well, it out
First what you have to do

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

Rearrange and change how your was raised
And teach her how to get paid when she's laid
Ain't no use in bein' the of the city
You still got no ducats
You want a Rolex or buckets?

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

And today,
We have a speaker, Mister Fat Mac
Please introduce

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

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

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

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

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

See, my education illustrations were the key
See, where I'm from only bustas to pay a fee
Now you ask, what can a nigga do to get started?
Pull a hoe and go enroll in College

Ah, yeah, now that was a very nice
And as I back 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 you have more questions
Is there any more

Yes, yes, MJG
I a question

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

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

How long will it take 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 tryina be

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

I got a class for ass and it starts at seven
'I was a pimp' at ten o'clock, break eleven
Future looks for the smartest
Niggas in the school of Sir Break-A-Bitch

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

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

Ah yeah, ah, I know
How can a ordinary like me
You know, you
Get in College?

Not long ago I grew up as a youngster in this
all I wanted to do is stick my dick up in a bitch
That made my ends and my ends 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 dope, and nope
I don't get out and rob
Today I was coolin' like I do
I met this hoe after a show wanted to chew me and screw

Now busta-ass nigga woulda fucked the bitch
But at College that's called trickin' off your dick
On the corner ain't no pimps, real are low-key
I'm on the verge of a splurge, settin' up in Tennessee

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

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

Now can you all join in with me
For our alma mater and let's sing it
I'm proud to be an alumni from
I'm to be