Luyện nghe bài hát Pimp Without A Caddy

Hit me
Aaaaah
That's the flavor right
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 it's all about)

[ 1 ]
I'm a straight up hustler, never grew up in the ghetto,
Yet strapped a gat and stiletto, hoe
Some say that I grew up in a wild
Not even knowin where I my childhood
The voice of panic hittin hard to you hyper
The rhymes are pin-point and aim is sharp like a
Out the barrels, the point, comes the bullet
The trigger's aimin, yo, I ain't 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 you're in a stand-still
times out of ten, yo, it's 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..
Throw him so in the ground, boy, you think he was grass
And when you up, apologize to your daddy
O.G. Loc, boy, a without a Caddy

Just a O.G. type
I want you to break it
And em about the days of young

[ 2 ]
Now the I talkin 'bout, it don't include girls
I pimp and rock worlds
I been a gangsta since in the day
Junior School, I think it was in '78
Back in the days when locs was insanes
And I was coolin with my big Nobrain
Back then, you know a wouldn't face me
Scared of catchin the pointed tips of my
Strollin the street with my sweet girl
Creased and starched up khakis
Back then that was the and it was ice
And every gear you saw me in was deadly
I never had a problem on any block
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 into a whole lotta bullshit
Just doin his own
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
Gangbangin or how much dope slingin
It's all about gettin your established
And you're livin like Loc, your life is lavish
Everything, my living to my bathtub
The exotic women and different type of
The places I travel, the 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 different of pimp
Longevity is the key to my
Not around makin women undress
I am a player, petty actions
Never heard about a headache, cause I use
So the women can come kiss the daddy
O.G. Loc, boy, a without a Caddy

...
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 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 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
that petty thought that got him all smoked out
By a named Tone who was loc'ed out
I up and I'm known to do it on occasion
And in .44s and 12-gauges
Some old lay the beat twice as hard
And you see I got 20'000 bodyguards
I came to with rhymes, knowin theirs shabby
O.G. Loc, boy, a without a Caddy

Straight up down for the
Tribe thing,
No matter who you are or where you come
When push you back to the wall
You got no but to come out swingin

And that's straight up
No where you're from
Laws of the
style

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