Luyện nghe bài hát Pimp Without A Caddy

Hit me
Aaaaah
the flavor right there
Sho' you're
Yo, tell em what 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, grew up in the ghetto, though
Yet with a gat and stiletto, hoe
Some say that I grew up in a hood
Not even where I spent my childhood
The of panic hittin hard to make you hyper
The rhymes are pin-point and aim is sharp like a
Out the barrels, the hollow point, comes the
The aimin, yo, I ain't afraid to pull it
in the city you never know what 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, it's kill or be
So I sit back and what 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 and place
And smoke his ass..
Throw him so deep in the ground, boy, you he was grass
And when you wake up, to your daddy
O.G. Loc, boy, a without a Caddy

Just a O.G. brother
I want you to break it
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 since back 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 a sucker wouldn't face me
Scared of the pointed tips of my Stacy's
the street with my sweet girl Jackie
Creased Curduroys and starched up
Back that was the style and it was ice
And every gear you saw me in was 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 pimp 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 you're
or how much dope you're slingin
It's all about gettin your established
And when you're livin like Loc, your is lavish
Everything, from my living to my
The exotic women and type of backrubs
The I travel, the things that I see
You're to get the picture how they start to juice me?
You compare me to wanna-pimps whimps
Cause entirely a different type of pimp
Longevity is the key to my
Not rollin around makin undress
I am a player, petty surveyor
Never heard about a headache, I use Vaya
So the women can come kiss the sugar
O.G. Loc, boy, a pimp without a

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

[ 4 ]
An O.G. for life, and that's what I to be
Just like the homies standin front and of me
And when you see us ask stupid questions
Are we gangbangin? You know what's our
servin suckers techniques and good rhymes
Big Buds, loose women and times
I don't to check a boy in a second
He thinks I'm soft just I went and made a record
It's that petty thought that got him all out
By a brother named Tone who was out
I nutted up and I'm to do it on occasion
And in .44s and 12-gauges
Some old lay the beat twice as hard
And when you see I got bodyguards
I came to with 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 push you back to the wall
You got no but to come out swingin

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

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