[Intro is continued talking by Pimpin` Ken]
[Verse One]
What you rhyme mayne? You always spend G`s
How much cash you got that you can lend me?
Think I`ll pay you back, think you flossin hard
when you ridin down the strip in yo` boss`s car?
With your silver chain on and your fake diamonds
Cain`t do it right but you stay tryin
You got big dreams, to hit a lick quick
And buy a brand new house, but you ain`t get shit
Wouldn`t even know what to do if you had bread
How to be a baller - can you pass the test?
There`s more than one way to hit the top
Trunk full of dope nigga don`t get stopped
Take it to the house and bag it up
Make that money and stack it up
Or spend it all in one place, what you want from me?
I can`t tell you how to run yo` company
And don`t start bitchin bout Too $hort
What the fuck I wanna listen to you fo`?
Look at you, you ain`t all that successful
Them plates ain`t made out of Cristal
You just regular, plain ol` frontin
You come from nowhere and you don`t claim nuttin
Stop bein phony, actin hella hard
Girl at the mall, maxin your credit card
Answer your cell phone, now you smilin
Talk to your girl, man it`s been a while
since she left to go shoppin, girl where you at?
She out havin lunch with a player mack
I`m in the background, don`t trip partner
Just munchin on the lunch that your bitch bought me
She don`t love you, she just used to you
Got your mom and them wonderin what she do to you
[Chorus]
I don`t pay hoes, I turn `em
I teach hoes, you learn `em
How we get them hoes, don`t concern `em
The old fashioned way, we earn `em
I been in the game, I did it
I`m true to the game, I`m so committed
I got a lot of hoe money, where you get it
The old fashioned way, I just spit it
[Verse Two]
I`m pimpish, I never let hoes pimp me
I let one bitch get me, and instantly
she dipped to Mexico, I`ma get you hoe
I`ma find you and check you like a physical
I`m not a doctor, but I cut a bitch open
With this game have her broken never quit hoein
A bad habit, I picked up along the way
Break a bitch, and make a new song every day
I do my own thing, I`m original
I was Born to Mack when I came in the do`
Just so you know, I got the game from the East
Lake Merritt(?) to Sobranny(?) in them East Oakland streets
Took my game on the road, became a millionaire
Tell the world get ready for a real player
And so it happened, I grabbed the mic and start rappin
Make that money keep stackin
I made a new album, fourteen times
Hoes screamin out Too $hort keep rhymin
I got rich screamin BITCH
My favorite word; I hear it on - E`RYBODY shit
And when they say it like me, I couldn`t want mo`
Send a special thanks out to yo` Uncle $hort
Do yo` thang nephew, y`know I`m down witcha
Stay strapped, watch yo` back, don`t let the town getcha
And when you get mad, try to use your brain
Get some street etiquette, don`t abuse the game
You know us real ones, you know we never bite
When these hoes start shit you know we never fight
Cause I`d be layin on the ground feelin real silly
All I did was fuck his bitch, that nigga still killed me
And even though I know a sucker spent all his cash
Just so he could fuck and try to get some ass
[Chorus]
