Luyện nghe bài hát Pimp Without A Caddy

Hit me
Aaaaah
That's the flavor right
Sho' right
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, grew up in the ghetto, though
Yet strapped a gat and stiletto, hoe
Some say that I grew up in a wild
Not even knowin where I spent my
The of panic hittin hard to make you hyper
The rhymes are and aim is sharp like a sniper
Out the barrels, the hollow point, comes the
The trigger's aimin, yo, I ain't to pull it
Cause in the city you know what can come up
You turn your back and up - a sucker runs up
And then left in a stand-still
Nine out of ten, yo, it's kill or be killed
So I sit back and observe goes on
So a brother feels an oath to carryin on
I let him know this the time and place
But there will be a time and
And I'ma his ass..
Throw him so in the ground, boy, you think he was grass
And when you wake up, apologize to daddy
O.G. Loc, boy, a pimp without a

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

[ 2 ]
Now the pimpin I talkin 'bout, it don't girls
I pimp microphones and worlds
I been a gangsta back in the day
High School, I think it was in '78
Back in the days locs was called insanes
And I was with my big cousin Nobrain
Back then, you know a sucker wouldn't me
Scared of catchin the tips of my Stacy's
Strollin the with my sweet girl Jackie
Curduroys 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
if I did, sho' I cut him and get socked
Roll in my Schwin, blazin up a
Loc, boy, a pimp without a Caddy

Just a little bad gooseneck,
Wasn't really a whole lotta bullshit
doin his own thing
Straight get his on
But it was kinda cool,
why he was very well respected

[ 3 ]
It all about who you're bangin
Gangbangin or how dope you're slingin
It's all about gettin your established
And when you're livin like Loc, life is lavish
Everything, from my to my bathtub
The exotic women and different of backrubs
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 rollin around women undress
I am a player, actions surveyor
Never heard a headache, cause I use Vaya
So the can come kiss the sugar 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 I have to be
Just the homies standin front and back of me
And you see us don't ask stupid questions
Are we gangbangin? You what's our profession
We're servin techniques and good rhymes
Big Buds, women and good times
I don't hesitate to 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 brother named who was loc'ed 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 20'000
I came to battle rhymes, knowin theirs shabby
O.G. Loc, boy, a pimp without a

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

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

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