[Intro]

Yeah, haha

That ol' pimp shit, ya understand me?

[Verse 1]

Now, when I was a shorty comin' up

My role model wasn't a doctor or a lawyer

'Cause I never saw ya in my neighborhood

So instead, I Loc up to the niggas that I seen everyday

Scramblin' to make the mad pay

My Moms said to stay in school

But the niggas with the high school diplomas was still standin' on the corners

They say money is the root, but I say loot is the fruit of my nature

That's why crack kids blow up my pager

For example, there was my Dad; Sammy Richards

A short pimpin' ass nigga wit' wall-to-wall bitches

The biggest mack of the year, he was quick to pull ya card

Meet a hoe on Monday

By Tuesday, she's on the boulevard

Smokin' a sack, sippin' Congac

Way before Daytons so he had [?] and Vogues on his Cadillac

And he was quick to mack a hoe

If she didn't have his dough, he back-handed her like [?]