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 macks in the
Huh, roll the tape
(Yo, rest day for hoes)

It's a good thing we're rappin'
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 that we're rappin'

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

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

'Cause that's how we it
Hit a lick, paid cash, nothin', pimp shit
All of this was around eighty one
I was in the life and had a 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 days
I'm gonna stay and some L.A. hoes"

He said, "Alright player yo, see you soon"
Yeah, that's how real players kick it see there no rules
We roll city to city, like kids playing hookie
Later that night I knock a named Cookie

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

A real thoroughbred, played con a pro
Man I'm tryin' to you, I had a money makin' ho
But the Sunset track got stale, Cookie went to
Had to a little yale to make 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 right
It was time to a trip down south
And to this very day, I think of how
I was livin' back I got to say that

a good thing that 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

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

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

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

One I was cooling outside
Saw my man Wes said, "Ah shit yeah, gonna be live"
I was working a breast silk leaf suit
With my five hundred dollar brown knee-high

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

It was nose, that means the extra chrome
Plate on the grill, for sunroof we say it had the 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 twenty minutes fore my people walked in

I said, "What's up How'd you do?"
She said, "Cool, reach under the bar, so I can you these feelings"
We always did it that, case the vice squad was peepin'
This time they wasn't, but this 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 true 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 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 ain't too to figga
You call your nigga nucka, snucka means
And figure this too, the bitch is 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 stepped to
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 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 back the up off me son"

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

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

I says, "Yo, all this excitements got you
cha watchin'? Bitch get busy
Go back outside and gettin' my money"
The bartender laughed, said, "You niggas is funny"

And tell you once again
It blows my mind, when I
How I was back then
yo

It's a good thing that I'm
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

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

And you stop
Humpty hump in the
And yo I go, I go
Doddie-doe-doe,
Why I pimp the ho?
but the mack in me
(Nothin' nothin' but the in me)

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

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

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

Yeah, bitch and big dicks scare ya
'Cause you been a ho too
what I'm sayin'? Yeah

Pimpinest, pimpinest,
Pimpinest, pimpinest, pimpinest,
up and hoes down
Squares don't fuck town
what I'm sayin'?

Oh yeah, time to rest
Dress and
my monies while I read the funnies
Give my propas I watch the soap operas
it's pimpin', understand me?

Bitch cha doin' on your ass?
Watchin' the pass
Pat your on the concrete
And go get my money