Luyện nghe bài hát Pimp Without A Caddy

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

(Tell em it's all about)

[ 1 ]
I'm a up hustler, never grew up in the ghetto, though
Yet strapped a gat and stiletto, hoe
Some say I grew up in a wild hood
Not even knowin I spent my childhood
The of panic hittin hard to make you hyper
The rhymes are and aim is sharp like a sniper
Out the barrels, the point, comes the bullet
The trigger's aimin, yo, I ain't to pull it
Cause in the city you never what can come up
You turn your back and up - a sucker runs up
And then left in a stand-still
Nine out of ten, yo, it's kill or be killed
So I sit and observe what goes on
So when a brother feels an to carryin on
I let him know ain't the time and place
But there will be a time and
And I'ma his ass..
him so deep in the ground, boy, you think he was grass
And when you wake up, to your daddy
O.G. Loc, boy, a pimp a Caddy

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

[ 2 ]
Now the pimpin I 'bout, it don't include girls
I microphones and rock worlds
I a gangsta since back in the day
Junior School, I think it was in '78
Back in the days when locs was insanes
And I was with my big cousin Nobrain
Back then, you know a sucker face me
Scared of catchin the pointed tips of my
Strollin the street with my girl Jackie
Creased and starched up khakis
Back then that was the and it was ice
And gear you saw me in was deadly precise
I ain't never had a problem on any
Cause if I did, sho' I cut him and get
Roll in my Schwin, blazin up a
Young Loc, boy, a pimp a Caddy

Just a bad gooseneck, uknowmsayin?
Wasn't into a whole lotta bullshit
Just his own thing
Straight get his on
But it was cool, uknowmsayin
That's why he was very well

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

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

[ 4 ]
An O.G. for life, and what I have to be
Just like the standin front and back of me
And when you see us ask stupid questions
Are we gangbangin? You know our profession
We're servin suckers techniques and rhymes
Big Buds, women and good times
I hesitate to check a boy in a second
He I'm soft just because I went and made a record
It's that petty that got him all smoked out
By a brother Tone who was loc'ed out
I nutted up and I'm known to do it on
And engagin in .44s and
Some old suckers lay the beat twice as
And when you see I got bodyguards
I to battle with rhymes, knowin theirs shabby
O.G. Loc, boy, a without a Caddy

Straight up for the crown
Tribe thing,
No matter who you are or where you come
When push you back to the wall
You got no choice but to come out

And that's up real
No matter you're from
Laws of the
style

Special shout-out to the Trizzide
Special shout-out to my EPMD
Special shout-out to Humpy Hump and
shout-out to ATL
What's up with football game?
Tone-Loc 150 yards, don't
To all the on the Westside