Luyện nghe bài hát Good Thing We're Rappin'

Alright parents go head the kids in, PG time is over
goes out to all the macks in the industry
Huh, roll the tape
(Yo, rest day for hoes)

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

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

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

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

Anyway, one Friday on the side of the in L.A.
My man Wes hey, "I got a bitch 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 kick it see ain't no rules
We roll city to city, like kids playing hookie
Later that night I knock a named Cookie

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

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

She said, "I'm hot baby, I work in this town
The vice pick me up just as 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 down south
And to this very day, when I of how
I was back then I got to say that

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

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

call it ho po when your leakin'
So you know ho po is when yo po, 'cause you got no ho
I was po but I po ho, 'cause I had one ho
But we was leakin' 'cause the money was

Coppin' blow means your goin' up and
I went Cadillacs in Vegas to the back of GreyHound
San Diego off Broadway, used to be a spot
I think E Street and 5th all the players flocked

One night I was cooling
Saw my man Wes said, "Ah shit yeah, gonna be live"
I was working a double breast leaf suit
With my five hundred dollar brown Ballsy

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

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

My mans pimp stroll was gansta limpin'
We inside, both of us screamed, "It's pimpin'"
I was drinking cognac, Wes was gin
Wasn't there 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 recognize the P you see it?"
He said, "Oh, yo I know, I thought she's doin' business"
I said, "Yeah, well it's that she's a ho"

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

He said, "Whatchu by snucka?"
"It ain't too to figga
You call your nigga nucka, means she-nigga
And this too, the bitch is down for my dirty drawers
another ho to go for yours"

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

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

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

capped 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 down style
Cookie 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 bartender laughed, said, "You pimp is funny"

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

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 findin' a way to get ahead
And we got to use it

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

And you don't
Humpty in the house
And yo I go, I go
Doddie-doe-doe,
Why I pimp the ho?
Nothing but the in me
(Nothin' nothin' but the in me)

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

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

Kick it, doddie-doe-doe,
Why must I the ho?
but the mack in me
(Nothin' but the mack in me)

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

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

Pimpinest, pimpinest,
Pimpinest, pimpinest, pimpinest,
Pimps up and down
Squares don't around town
Know I'm sayin'?

Oh yeah, it's time to
and mess
Count my monies while I read the
Give my propas while I watch the operas
it's pimpin', understand me?

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