Luyện nghe bài hát Good Thing We're Rappin'

Alright parents go head tuck the in, PG time is over
This goes out to all the in the industry
Huh, alright the tape
(Yo, day ain't for hoes)

It's a good thing that we're
If it wasn't for the rappin', we'd be
a good thing that we're rappin'
If it wasn't for the rappin, we'd be
It's a good that we're rappin'

There was a time when called me Smooth Eddie
Playing the hoes and shook the red card
It was Mike to those that
Matter of fact, Icy Mike 'cause he was cold on them

We was east niggas headin' west
I was shotgun, coolin' with my man fresh Wes
The blue Brougham was a drop top rag
You could tell we was from the Las Vegas tags

'Cause how we flipped it
Hit a lick, paid cash, said nothin', shit
All of this was spring eighty one
I was in the life and had a good year run

Anyway, one on the side of the road in L.A.
My man Wes says hey, "I got a in San Diego"
"Cool", I said, "I'll see ya in a couple
I'm gonna stay and play L.A. hoes"

He said, "Alright player yo, see you soon"
Yeah, that's how real players it see there ain't no rules
We roll from city to city, like playing hookie
Later night I knock a bitch named Cookie

She says, "I love you and I to make you rich"
I says, "Oh yeah", I swear I worked the out this bitch
She was fine too, niggas couldn't tell me
Had brains too, did stealin' than fucking

A real thoroughbred, played con a pro
Man I'm tryin' to tell you, I had a money ho
But the Sunset got stale, Cookie went to jail
Had to sling a little yale to bail

She said, "I'm hot baby, I work in this town
The pick me up just as soon as you put me down"
I said, "Shut the up ho
Who asked you to run mouth?"

She was though
It was time to take a trip down
And to this day, when I think of how
I was back then I got to say that

It's a thing that I'm rappin'
If it for the rappin', I'd be mackin'
Good we got music
If not I'd be stuck findin' a way to get ahead
And we got to use it

It's a thing that I'm rappin'
If it wasn't for the rappin', I'd be
Good thing we got
If not I'd be stuck with a way to get ahead
And we got to use it

They call it ho po when your
So you ho po is when yo po, 'cause you ain't got no ho
I was po but I wasn't po ho, I had one ho
But we was leakin' the money was slow

Coppin' means your goin' up and down
I went from Cadillacs in Vegas to the of GreyHound
San Diego off Broadway, there used to be a
I think E Street and 5th where all the players

One night I was cooling
Saw my man Wes said, "Ah shit yeah, it's be live"
I was working a double breast silk suit
With my hundred dollar brown knee-high Ballsy

Wes said, "It's pimpin' how you 'em outside ya pants
And by the way my ham in the alley"
Ham meant Brougham Cadillac
Quarter inch stripes, kit on the back

It was snotty nose, that the extra chrome
Plate on the grill, for sunroof we say it had the brains
I said, "This is inside, you ready to attack?"
Wes looked at me said, "Mack mack mack mack"

My mans pimp stroll was gansta limpin'
We stepped inside, of us screamed, "It's pimpin'"
I was drinking cognac, Wes was gin
Wasn't twenty minutes fore my people walked in

I said, "What's up Cookie? you do?"
She said, "Cool, reach under the bar, so I can give you feelings"
We did it like that, case the vice squad was peepin'
time they wasn't, but this nigga who was leakin'

Walked up and said, "Y'all sell?"
Wes said, "Nigga don't ya the P when you see it?"
He said, "Oh, yo I didn't know, I thought she's business"
I said, "Yeah, well it's that she's a ho"

He said, "She with you, playa? 'Cause I'd like to buck her"
Looked at her, said, "Baby, I'm a raw fucker"
I said, "Yeah, that might be true, but she don't need nucka"
Ain't no choosin', jump off slick, this one my snucka"

He said, "Whatchu by snucka?"
"It too hard to figga
You call your nigga nucka, means she-nigga
And figure too, the bitch is down for my dirty drawers
Find ho to go for yours"

He said, "But, I her"
I said, "You be a rookie"
Now figure this three, he cut me off and to Cookie
He said, "How do you feel this, my dear?"

I said, "Nigga you don't check my like I ain't standin' here
Now I you that this woman sells pussy for me
You and her the two, and we ain't the three
But of all nigga, I ain't the one
Now the fuck up off me son"

He said, "To buck man's game is a shame"
I said, "Leakin' ass nigga, game game
Now I you that's my people and I gave you a chance"
Reached down and started up the two from my pants

Shoulda his ass, instead
I look up and Wes done wrapped a pool stick round this head
So I put my shit away, we beat him cowboy style
runs up and says, "Baby you okay?"

I says, "Yo, all this got you dizzy
What cha watchin'? Bitch get
Go back and finish gettin' my money"
The laughed, said, "You pimp niggas is funny"

And I'll tell you once
It blows my mind, when I
How I was living back
yo

It's a good thing I'm rappin'
If it wasn't for the rappin', I'd be
Good thing we got
If not I'd be with findin' a way to get ahead
And we got to use it

It's a good thing I'm rappin'
If it wasn't for the rappin, I'd be
Good we got music
If not I'd be stuck with a way to get ahead
And we got to use it

And you stop
hump in the house
And yo I go, I go
Doddie-doe-doe,
Why I pimp the ho?
Nothing but the in me
(Nothin' but the mack in me)

You know I'm sayin'
Doddie-doe-doe,
Why I pimp the ho?
but the mack in me
(Nothin' nothin' but the in me)

Doddie-doe-doe,
Why I pimp the ho?
but the mack in me
(Nothin' nothin' but the in me)

it
Ho
(Do the ho catcher)
Ho
(Do the ho catcher)
(Ho catcher, ho catcher, do the ho catcher)

Doddie-doe-doe,
Why I pimp the ho?
Nothing but the in me
(Nothin' but the mack in me)

it, doddie-doe-doe, doe-she-doe
Why must I the ho?
Nothing but the in me
(Nothin' nothin' but the in me)

I said,
the mother fuckin' ho
(Pimp ho mack)

Yeah, bitch and big dicks don't ya
'Cause you been a ho too
what I'm sayin'? Yeah

Pimpinest, pimpinest,
Pimpinest, pimpinest, pimpinest,
Pimps up and hoes
Squares fuck around town
Know what I'm

Oh yeah, it's time to
Dress and
Count my monies while I the funnies
Give my propas while I the soap operas
'Cause it's pimpin', me?

Bitch what cha doin' on ass?
Watchin' the pass
Pat your feet on the
And go get my woman