Luyện nghe bài hát Pimp Without A Caddy

Hit me
Aaaaah
the flavor right there
Sho' you're
Yo, tell em what all about, man
All that thing
How you got it and on and on with that, huh

(Tell em it's all about)

[ 1 ]
I'm a straight up hustler, grew up in the ghetto, though
Yet with a gat and stiletto, hoe
Some say I grew up in a wild hood
Not even where I spent my childhood
The voice of panic hittin hard to make you
The rhymes are pin-point and aim is sharp a sniper
Out the barrels, the hollow point, comes the
The aimin, yo, I ain't afraid to pull it
Cause in the city you know what can come up
You turn your and what's up - a sucker runs up
And then left in a stand-still
Nine times out of ten, yo, it's kill or be
So I sit and observe what goes on
So a brother feels an oath to carryin on
I let him know this the time and place
But there will be a and place
And smoke his ass..
Throw him so deep in the ground, boy, you he was grass
And when you wake up, apologize to daddy
O.G. Loc, boy, a pimp a Caddy

Just a O.G. brother
I want you to it down
And tell em about the of young

[ 2 ]
Now the pimpin I talkin 'bout, it don't girls
I pimp microphones and rock
I been a gangsta since in the day
Junior High School, I it was in '78
Back in the days when locs was insanes
And I was coolin my big cousin Nobrain
Back then, you a sucker wouldn't face me
of catchin the pointed tips of my Stacy's
Strollin the street with my girl Jackie
Creased Curduroys and starched up
Back that was the style and it was ice
And gear you saw me in was deadly precise
I never had a problem on any block
Cause if I did, sho' I cut him and get
in my Schwin, blazin up a fattie
Young Loc, boy, a pimp without a

Just a bad gooseneck, uknowmsayin?
really into a whole lotta bullshit
Just his own thing
Straight get his on
But it was kinda cool,
That's why he was well respected

[ 3 ]
It all about who you're bangin
Gangbangin or how much you're slingin
It's all gettin your life established
And when you're livin like Loc, your is lavish
Everything, from my living to my
The exotic women and type of backrubs
The places I travel, the that I see
You're startin to get the how they start to juice me?
You compare me to wanna-pimps whimps
Cause that's entirely a different type of
is the key to my success
Not rollin makin women undress
I am a player, actions surveyor
Never heard about a headache, cause I use
So the women can come kiss the daddy
O.G. Loc, boy, a pimp without a

...
It was on to the of dawn
I got it that
I'm sworn to the
But
I got to do
this out

[ 4 ]
An O.G. for life, and that's what I to be
Just like the homies standin front and of me
And when you see us don't ask stupid
Are we You know what's our profession
We're servin suckers techniques and good
Big Buds, women and good times
I hesitate to check a boy in a second
He thinks I'm just because I went and made a record
It's that thought that got him all smoked out
By a brother named Tone who was out
I nutted up and I'm to do it on occasion
And in .44s and 12-gauges
Some old suckers lay the beat as hard
And when you see I got 20'000
I came to battle rhymes, knowin theirs shabby
O.G. Loc, boy, a pimp without a

Straight up down for the
thing, uknowmsayin?
No matter who you are or you come from
When they you back to the wall
You got no choice but to out swingin

And that's straight up
No matter where from
Laws of the
Pimpin

Special shout-out to the Westside
shout-out to my homies EPMD
Special shout-out to Hump and crew
Special to ATL
What's up with your game?
Tone-Loc 150 yards, know
To all the homies on the