Luyện nghe bài hát Pimp Without A Caddy

Hit me
Aaaaah
That's the right there
Sho' you're
Yo, em what it's all about, man
All ballin thing
How you got it goin and on and on 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
Some say that I grew up in a hood
Not even knowin I spent my childhood
The voice of 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 aimin, yo, I ain't afraid to pull it
Cause in the city you never know can come up
You turn back and what's up - a sucker runs up
And then left in a stand-still
Nine times out of ten, yo, kill or be killed
So I sit and observe what goes on
So when a feels an oath to carryin on
I let him this ain't the time and place
But will be a time and place
And smoke 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 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 don't include
I pimp microphones and worlds
I been a gangsta back in the day
Junior High School, I it was in '78
in the days when locs was called insanes
And I was coolin with my big cousin
Back then, you know a sucker wouldn't me
Scared of catchin the tips of my Stacy's
Strollin the street with my sweet girl
Creased and starched up khakis
then that was the style 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 without a Caddy

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

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

...
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 front and back of me
And when you see us don't ask questions
Are we gangbangin? You know what's our
We're servin suckers techniques and rhymes
Big Buds, loose women and times
I don't to check a boy in a second
He thinks I'm soft just because I went and a record
It's that petty 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
old suckers lay the beat 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 without a

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

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

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