Luyện nghe bài hát Pimp Without A Caddy

Hit me
Aaaaah
That's the flavor right
you're right
Yo, tell em it's all about, man
All ballin thing
How you got it and on and on with that, huh

(Tell em what all about)

[ 1 ]
I'm a straight up hustler, grew up in the ghetto, though
Yet with a gat and stiletto, hoe
say that I grew up in a wild hood
Not even where I spent my childhood
The voice of panic hard to make you hyper
The rhymes are pin-point and aim is sharp a sniper
Out the barrels, the hollow point, the bullet
The trigger's aimin, yo, I ain't afraid to it
Cause in the city you never what can come up
You your back and what's up - a sucker runs up
And you're left in a stand-still
Nine times out of ten, yo, kill or be killed
So I sit back and observe goes on
So when a feels an oath to carryin on
I let him know this ain't the time and
But there be a time and place
And I'ma his ass..
him so deep in the ground, boy, you think he was grass
And when you wake up, apologize to your
O.G. Loc, boy, a pimp without a

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

[ 2 ]
Now the pimpin I 'bout, it don't include girls
I microphones and rock worlds
I been a since back in the day
Junior High School, I it was in '78
Back in the days when was called insanes
And I was coolin with my big cousin
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 that was the style and it was ice
And gear you saw me in was deadly precise
I ain't never had a on any block
Cause if I did, I cut him and get socked
Roll in my Schwin, blazin up a
Loc, boy, a pimp without a Caddy

Just a bad gooseneck, uknowmsayin?
Wasn't really into a whole lotta
Just his own thing
get his scrap on
But it was cool, uknowmsayin
That's why he was very respected

[ 3 ]
It ain't all who you're bangin
Gangbangin or how dope you're slingin
It's all about your life established
And when you're livin like Loc, your is lavish
Everything, my living to my bathtub
The exotic women and different type of
The places I travel, the things I see
You're startin to get the picture how start to juice me?
You can't compare me to whimps
Cause that's entirely a different type of
Longevity is the key to my
Not rollin around makin women
I am a player, petty actions
heard about a headache, cause I use Vaya
So the women can come kiss the sugar
O.G. Loc, boy, a pimp a Caddy

...
It was on to the of dawn
I got it that
I'm to the hood
But
I got to do
this out

[ 4 ]
An O.G. for life, and that's what I to be
Just like the homies front and back of me
And you see us don't ask stupid questions
Are we gangbangin? You know what's our
We're suckers techniques and good rhymes
Big Buds, loose and good times
I don't to check a boy in a second
He thinks I'm just because 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 engagin in .44s and
old suckers lay the beat twice as hard
And when you see I got 20'000
I came to battle with rhymes, knowin theirs
O.G. Loc, boy, a without a Caddy

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

And that's up real
No matter where you're
Laws of the
Pimpin

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