Luyện nghe bài hát Pimpin' Ain't No Illusion - Kool Ace

One for yo' muthafuckin'
Back, bitch, Ace, UGK

Pimpin' ain't no illusion and pimpin' never died
Mo' was on that heroin and yo' pimp tripped out on that fry
The dikes done came through and threw off all the game
Got all these hoes thinkin' they could manage own change

But it no illusion, I know you all have witnessed
He in my Caady mo' wit' fly bitches
Makin' ole deals, now, ho, Bob Barker
But I'm caught up in game, mo' like Peter Parker

P-I-M-P, take the P's I am
I want you payin' in my army
Like, Sam and we gon' jam
I'm talkin' 'bout the world show

I know my shit is
But I'm all about them
(Pimpin' no illusion)
When I'm steppin' on the
Be there four deep, hella

My reality is favorite dream, stop that shit, daddy
believe Kool Ace gon' keep it real
Pimp C and Bun B to for the ear
Excuse me, but this about Southern shit

Now, tell me can you, feel this,
We 'em brain contusions
Pimp C, the conclusion?
Pimpin' no illusion

And pimpin' ain't no and pimpin' ain't never died
Mo' pimps was on that heroin and yo' tripped out on that fry
The done came through and straight threw off all the game
Got all these hoes thinkin' they could manage they own

Pimpin' ain't no illusion and pimpin' ain't died
Mo' pimps was on heroin and yo' pimp tripped out on that fry
The dikes done through and straight threw off all the game
Got all hoes thinkin' they could manage they own change

Pimpin' ain't dead, nigga, it just
How the fuck you know Jones?
My hoes out there sellin' ass
Yo' is out of pocket

'Cause yo' was scary
Real hoes gon' on a simp
But she do it for daddy
niggas, watch them mack and pimp on my floozie

But boy, my bitches know the
Between real and movies
It's the difference real leather
And shit at yo' house

I don't know what y'all up there
But we pimpin' in the South
Every since I was 17, I stackin' my green
Went for servin' rocks to fiends and rockin' full a teens

Went from bumpin' in Houston, sippin' promythazine
To ridin' in a 8 600 with sheath to smokin' on green
I'm Pimp C, bitch, I'm claimin' P.A., they hate us
But me and Kool Ace rollin' a Lexus, sittin' on all gold

Bitch, a look around
These hoes steady
This is the
Pimpin' no illusion
(Pimpin' no illusion)

Pimpin' ain't no illusion and pimpin' ain't died
Mo' pimps was on heroin and yo' pimp tripped out on that fry
The done came through and straight threw off all the game
Got all these hoes thinkin' they could they own change

ain't no illusion and pimpin' ain't never died
Mo' pimps was on heroin and yo' pimp tripped out on that fry
The dikes done through and straight threw off all the game
Got all hoes thinkin' they could manage they own change

If you got any fo' that broad you wit
Nigga, her 'fore you lose her
'Cause a beggar a muthafuckin' chooser
Third leg is a bitch abuser,

In cities where big pimpin' is my hoes
No AIDS, herpies, cyphillis, come catch a wif a
Damn, can't you taste it? Now yo' up in smoke
Like you freebased it, now bitch it
Wit' a sexual but don't get mad at real pimpin', nigga

Check yo' behavior and savor, the from Promona to Tacoma
Got my pimpin' diploma for a Cadillac chromer
Fuck a Sonoma, I'm on a for Benzes
Knowin' 'xactly my ends is, ballin' relentless

And then my is slappin' niggas with glass chins
It's funny tricks home, broke and defenseless
And, ever this, boy been pimpin' the pen
I promise never to ever leave home without my pimpin' again, why

Pimpin' ain't no illusion and pimpin' never died
Mo' pimps was on that heroin and yo' pimp out on that fry
The dikes done came and straight threw off all the game
Got all these hoes thinkin' they could they own change

Pimpin' ain't no illusion and pimpin' ain't died
Mo' was on that heroin and yo' pimp tripped out on that fry
The dikes done came and straight threw off all the game
Got all these hoes thinkin' could manage they own change

You know, I got to tell you what I'm thinkin' about
My bitch got bold opened a bank
When I the bitch checkbook, I didn't get mad
'Cause there was no doubt that I be gettin' the

I broke it down to her, she me the dough
Do you remember what you was I made you a ho?
You was a broke bitch, you couldn't even smoke
Couldn't stay focused and forget it, bitch

Yo' whole changed the day you met me
Now you think you a bank account
Baby, I can't see, you managin' money, it's too much
All you do is look good and then you

Git my money, git yo' money, all the same
The shit ain't even funny when you talk about this
call me Too $hort, baby, I'm still in it
Ain't no camouflage, nothin' but this real pimpin',

Pimpin' no illusion and pimpin' ain't never died
Mo' pimps was on that heroin and yo' pimp tripped out on fry
The dikes done came through and straight threw off all the
Got all these hoes thinkin' they could manage they own

Pimpin' ain't no illusion and pimpin' never died
Mo' was on that heroin and yo' pimp tripped out on that fry
The dikes done came through and straight threw off all the
Got all these hoes thinkin' they could manage they own

Pimpin' ain't no and pimpin' ain't never died
Mo' pimps was on that and yo' pimp tripped out on that fry
The dikes done through and straight threw off all the game
Got all these thinkin' they could manage they own change
Pimpin' no illusion