Hit me Aaaaah That's the right there Sho' you're Yo, tell em it's all about, man All ballin thing How you got it goin and on and on that, huh
(Tell em what all about)
[ 1 ] I'm a straight up hustler, never up in the ghetto, though Yet with a gat and stiletto, hoe Some say that I grew up in a wild Not even where I spent my childhood The voice of panic hittin to make you hyper The rhymes are and aim is sharp like a sniper Out the barrels, the hollow point, the bullet The trigger's aimin, yo, I ain't 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 you're left in a stand-still Nine times out of ten, yo, it's or be killed So I sit back and what goes on So when a brother feels an oath to on I let him know this ain't the time and But will be a time and place And I'ma his ass.. Throw him so deep in the ground, boy, you think he was And when you wake up, apologize to your O.G. Loc, boy, a pimp a Caddy
Just a O.G. brother I want you to break it And em about the days of young
[ 2 ] Now the pimpin I 'bout, it don't include girls I pimp microphones and rock I been a gangsta since in the day Junior School, I think it was in '78 Back in the days when locs was called And I was with my big cousin Nobrain then, you know a sucker wouldn't face me Scared of catchin the tips of my Stacy's Strollin the street with my girl Jackie Creased and starched up khakis Back that was the style and it was ice And gear you saw me in was deadly precise I ain't had a problem on any block if I did, sho' I cut him and get socked Roll in my Schwin, blazin up a Young Loc, boy, a pimp without a
Just a little bad gooseneck, Wasn't really into a whole bullshit Just doin his own get his scrap on But it was cool, uknowmsayin That's why he was very well
[ 3 ] It ain't all about who bangin or how much dope you're slingin It's all gettin your life established And when 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 startin to get the how they start to juice me? You can't compare me to wanna-pimps that's entirely a different type of pimp Longevity is the key to my Not rollin around makin undress I am a player, actions surveyor Never heard about a headache, I use Vaya So the women can come the sugar 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 standin front and back of me And when you see us don't ask stupid Are we gangbangin? You what's our profession We're servin suckers techniques and rhymes Big Buds, loose women and times I don't hesitate to a boy in a second He thinks I'm soft just because I went and made a It's that thought that got him all smoked out By a brother Tone who was loc'ed out I nutted up and I'm known to do it on And engagin in .44s and old suckers 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 pimp without a
Straight up for the crown thing, uknowmsayin? No matter who you are or you come from When push you back to the wall You got no choice but to come out And that's up real No where you're from Laws of the Pimpin
Special to the Westside Trizzide shout-out to my homies EPMD Special to Humpy Hump and crew Special to ATL What's up with your game? Tone-Loc 150 yards, don't To all the homies on the