Luyện nghe bài hát Pimp Without A Caddy

Hit me
Aaaaah
That's the flavor 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, never up in the ghetto, though
Yet with a gat and stiletto, hoe
Some say that I grew up in a hood
Not knowin where I spent my childhood
The voice of panic hard to make you hyper
The are pin-point and aim is sharp like a sniper
Out the barrels, the point, comes the bullet
The trigger's aimin, yo, I afraid to pull it
Cause in the city you never know what can up
You turn your back and what's up - a sucker up
And you're left in a stand-still
Nine times out of ten, yo, it's or be killed
So I sit back and observe goes on
So when a brother an oath to carryin on
I let him know this ain't the and place
But there will be a time and
And smoke his ass..
him so deep in the ground, boy, you think he was grass
And when you wake up, apologize to daddy
O.G. Loc, boy, a pimp without a

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 include girls
I pimp microphones and rock
I been a gangsta back in the day
Junior High School, I it was in '78
Back in the when locs was called insanes
And I was coolin with my big cousin
then, you know a sucker wouldn't face me
Scared of catchin the pointed tips of my
Strollin the street with my sweet girl
Creased Curduroys and 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
if I did, sho' I cut him and get socked
Roll in my Schwin, blazin up a
Young Loc, boy, a without a Caddy

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

[ 3 ]
It ain't all about who bangin
Gangbangin or how much dope you're
all about gettin your life established
And you're livin like Loc, your life is lavish
Everything, my living to my bathtub
The exotic women and type of backrubs
The places I travel, the that I see
You're startin to get the picture how they to juice me?
You can't compare me to wanna-pimps
Cause that's entirely a different of pimp
Longevity is the key to my
Not rollin around makin undress
I am a player, petty actions
Never heard about a headache, cause I use
So the women can come kiss the sugar
O.G. Loc, boy, a pimp a Caddy

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

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

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

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

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