Luyện nghe bài hát Pimp Without A Caddy

Hit me
Aaaaah
That's the flavor there
Sho' right
Yo, em what it's all about, man
All that ballin
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 up in the ghetto, though
Yet strapped a gat and stiletto, hoe
Some say that I grew up in a hood
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 a sniper
Out the barrels, the point, comes the bullet
The aimin, yo, I ain't afraid to pull it
Cause in the you never know what can come up
You your back and what's up - a sucker runs up
And then you're left in a
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 know ain't the time 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 you wake up, apologize to your daddy
O.G. Loc, boy, a pimp without a

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

[ 2 ]
Now the pimpin I talkin 'bout, it don't girls
I pimp microphones and worlds
I been a since back in the day
High School, I think it was in '78
Back in the days when locs was called
And I was with my big cousin Nobrain
Back then, you know a sucker wouldn't me
Scared of the pointed tips of my Stacy's
the street with my sweet girl Jackie
Creased Curduroys and starched up
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, I cut him and get socked
Roll in my Schwin, up a fattie
Young Loc, boy, a pimp without a

Just a little bad gooseneck,
Wasn't into a whole lotta bullshit
Just his own thing
get his scrap on
But it was kinda cool,
That's why he was very well

[ 3 ]
It ain't all about who you're
Gangbangin or how dope you're slingin
It's all about gettin your established
And you're livin like Loc, your life is lavish
Everything, from my to my bathtub
The women and different type of backrubs
The I travel, the things that I see
You're startin to get the how they start to juice me?
You compare me to wanna-pimps whimps
Cause entirely a different type of pimp
is the key to my success
Not rollin makin women undress
I am a player, petty actions
Never heard about a headache, I use Vaya
So the can come kiss the sugar daddy
O.G. Loc, boy, a pimp a Caddy

...
It was on to the of dawn
I got it like
I'm sworn to the
But
I got to do
Check out

[ 4 ]
An O.G. for life, and what I have to be
Just like the standin front and back of me
And when you see us don't ask questions
Are we gangbangin? You what's our profession
We're suckers techniques and good rhymes
Big Buds, loose women and good
I don't to check a boy in a second
He I'm soft just because I went and made a record
It's petty thought that got him all smoked out
By a named Tone who was loc'ed out
I nutted up and I'm known to do it on
And engagin in .44s and
Some old lay the beat twice as hard
And when you see I got bodyguards
I came to battle rhymes, knowin theirs shabby
O.G. Loc, boy, a without a Caddy

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

And straight up real
No matter where from
Laws of the
style

Special shout-out to the Westside
Special shout-out to my EPMD
Special shout-out to Hump and crew
Special to ATL
What's up with football game?
Tone-Loc 150 yards, don't
To all the homies on the