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 what all about)

[ 1 ]
I'm a straight up hustler, never up in the ghetto, though
Yet strapped a gat and stiletto, hoe
say that I grew up in a wild hood
Not even where I spent my childhood
The voice of panic hittin hard to you hyper
The rhymes are pin-point and aim is sharp like a
Out the barrels, the hollow point, the bullet
The trigger's aimin, yo, I ain't afraid to it
Cause in the city you never know can come up
You your back and what's up - a sucker runs up
And then you're left in a
Nine times out of ten, yo, it's or be killed
So I sit back and observe what on
So when a brother an oath to carryin on
I let him know this the time and place
But there be a time and place
And I'ma his ass..
Throw him so 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. type
I want you to break it
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 know a sucker face me
Scared of catchin the pointed tips of my
Strollin the street with my sweet Jackie
Curduroys and starched up khakis
Back then was the style and it was ice
And gear you saw me in was deadly precise
I ain't had a problem on any block
if I did, sho' I cut him and get socked
Roll in my Schwin, up a fattie
Young Loc, boy, a pimp without a

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

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

...
It was on to the of dawn
I got it like
I'm to the hood
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 don't ask questions
Are we gangbangin? You know our profession
We're servin suckers techniques and rhymes
Big Buds, loose women and times
I don't hesitate to check a boy in a
He thinks I'm soft just because I went and a record
It's that petty thought got him all smoked out
By a brother named Tone who was out
I nutted up and I'm known to do it on
And in .44s and 12-gauges
Some old suckers lay the twice as hard
And when you see I got 20'000
I came to battle rhymes, knowin theirs shabby
O.G. Loc, boy, a pimp a Caddy

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

And that's up real
No matter you're from
of the street
Pimpin

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