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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 teach young bustas, playa-hatas
And all of these weak, minded young sissies
How to break a bitch, now really, 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 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 for a nigga when 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 constantly get paid when she's
Ain't no use in the freak of the city
You still ain't got no
You want a Rolex or ride

Bitch, listen you gots plenty of competition
these other hoes who think
That you supposed to fall dead, short, lame to the
Don't worry, put them bitches in your pistol
MJ fuckin' G settin' your free with the type of knowledge
Class has started, day number one in College

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

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

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

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

Mayn, some have game, but most of them can't handle
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 have a nigga noid up to me
Hoes fuck you fast might be packin' H.I.V.
Me, I'm packin' jimmy hats, so a hoe won't give me
Shit she on the pill, knowin' that her pussy kill

See, through my 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 nice lecture
And as I walk back to the middle of the bulletin board
I, I kinda figured, I wondered to and I looked at my class
And I, it seems that you have more
Is there any questions?

Yes, yes, MJG
I a question

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

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

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

These niggas gettin' they game down to the bone
If you listen on what hoes have to say, your money's gone
Nigga, focus on your own rhyme, 'em follow your own rules
be a fool, nigga, bring that 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
looks good for the smartest
Niggas in the school of Sir College

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

But we one more lecture, one more lecture
Now ehm, eh, calm down, calm
I'm gonna one more question
I'm take, are there any more 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 youngster in this
When all I wanted to do is stick my dick up in a
dope made my ends and my ends bought me weed
And all I wanted to see was them young bitches on knees
Sam, damn, can I get a job, see

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

Now some busta-ass nigga woulda fucked the
But at Break-A-Bitch College that's called trickin' off dick
On the ain't no pimps, real players are low-key
I'm on the verge of a splurge, up shop in Tennessee

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

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

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