Hit me Aaaaah That's the flavor there Sho' you're Yo, tell em what 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 grew up in the ghetto, 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 hittin hard to you hyper The are pin-point and aim is sharp like a sniper Out the barrels, the hollow point, comes the The trigger's aimin, yo, I afraid to pull it Cause in the city you never what can come up You turn your back and what's up - a sucker up And then left in a stand-still Nine times out of ten, yo, it's or be killed So I sit back and observe what on So when a brother feels an oath to on I let him know this ain't the time and But there be a time 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 your O.G. Loc, boy, a pimp without a
Just a O.G. brother I want you to it down And tell em about the days of
[ 2 ] Now the pimpin I talkin 'bout, it include girls I pimp microphones and worlds I a gangsta since back in the day Junior School, I think it was in '78 Back in the days locs was called insanes And I was coolin my big cousin Nobrain Back then, you know a wouldn't face me Scared of the pointed tips of my Stacy's 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 on any block if I did, sho' I cut him and get socked Roll in my Schwin, blazin up a Loc, boy, a pimp without a Caddy
Just a little bad gooseneck, 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 respected
[ 3 ] It ain't all about who bangin Gangbangin or how much dope you're It's all about gettin your established And when livin like Loc, your life is lavish Everything, my living to my bathtub The women and different type of backrubs The places I travel, the things I see You're startin to get the picture how they to juice me? You can't compare me to wanna-pimps Cause entirely a different type of pimp is the key to my success Not rollin makin women 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 without a
... It was on to the break of I got it that 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 homies standin and back of me And when you see us don't ask stupid Are we gangbangin? You what's our profession servin suckers techniques and good rhymes Big Buds, loose and good times I don't to check a boy in a second He thinks I'm soft just because I went and made a It's that petty thought 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 old suckers lay the beat twice as hard And when you see I got bodyguards 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 push you back to the wall You got no but to come out swingin And that's up real No matter where you're of the street Pimpin
Special shout-out to the Trizzide Special to my homies EPMD Special to Humpy Hump and crew Special to ATL up with your football game? Tone-Loc 150 yards, don't To all the on the Westside