Luyện nghe bài hát Pimp Without A Caddy

Hit me
Aaaaah
That's the flavor there
you're right
Yo, em what it's all about, man
All that ballin
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 I grew up in a wild hood
Not even knowin where I my childhood
The voice of panic hittin hard to make you
The are pin-point 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 what can come up
You turn your back and up - a sucker runs up
And then you're in a stand-still
Nine times out of ten, yo, it's or be killed
So I sit and observe what goes on
So when a brother an oath to carryin on
I let him know this the time and place
But will be a time and place
And I'ma his ass..
Throw him so deep in the ground, boy, you think he was
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 break it
And tell em about the of young

[ 2 ]
Now the I talkin 'bout, it don't include girls
I pimp microphones and worlds
I been a gangsta since in the day
High School, I think it was in '78
Back in the days when was called insanes
And I was coolin with my big cousin
Back then, you know a wouldn't face me
of catchin the pointed tips of my Stacy's
Strollin the street with my girl Jackie
Creased Curduroys and up khakis
Back then was the style and it was ice
And every gear you saw me in was precise
I ain't never had a on any block
Cause if I did, I cut him and get socked
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 bullshit
doin his own thing
Straight get his on
But it was kinda cool,
why he was very well respected

[ 3 ]
It ain't all about who you're
Gangbangin or how much dope slingin
It's all about gettin your life
And when you're like Loc, your life is lavish
Everything, from my living to my
The women and different type of backrubs
The I travel, the things that I see
You're to get the picture how they start to juice me?
You can't compare me to wanna-pimps
Cause that's entirely a type of pimp
is the key to my success
Not around makin women undress
I am a player, petty 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 of dawn
I got it like
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 standin front and back of me
And you see us don't ask stupid questions
Are we You know what's our profession
We're servin techniques and good rhymes
Big Buds, loose women and times
I hesitate to check a boy in a second
He thinks I'm soft because I went and made a record
It's petty thought 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 as hard
And you see I got 20'000 bodyguards
I came to battle with rhymes, 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
they push you back to the wall
You got no choice but to out swingin

And that's straight up
No where you're from
of the street
Pimpin

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