Even Pimp's Get Broken Hearts

even pimps get broken hearts
 i spark the line stay trivia
 blow you to oblivia
 to give me, a
 semi auto with led
 keep a rap in my head like ruboys keep a lock full of dreads
 twist like a tornado the fatal cuban jewel
 run around the world saying gangsta rap rules
 give an F finger to the flyest freak
 while im sitting right there in the drivers seat
 smoke a blunt for the gods at the crack of dawn
 i think them rings that i stole im bout ready to pawn
 because i grin like a P-2 10 a sun lock
 rapper of the cats got glocks on cock
 walk like a rat when it comes to the cheddar
 and in any kind of weather with the 3 quarter leather
 the lethal injection with the chinese connection
 first we amp up
 then we vamp up
 watch them other muthafuckas all clamp up
 baby talk to much ricky shut the tramp up
 i enter through the back door exit through the front
 we don't jock bitches, tiga fire up the blunt
 heat up ya chest like yukon jack
 work ya credit card the first day to the max
 the 5 millimeter,
 nickatina
 street cleaner
 i bounce back and forth from fillmo to korea
 the chronic chokin rap child bustin it loud
 i stand still while i'll rap trying to move the crowd
 in my koneiact lounge position
 bullet shots rang right before in the mision
 muthafuckas thought andre was going to listen
 but my detroit roots told me hit em with the piston
 rip the compositions
 what was yo intention?
 no gratitude just attitude
 bangin like mission
 kill doja
 i thought i told ya
 i sports leather while you wear summer clothesa
 my boss theme
 andre going to get you back
 yeah i rap but the streets is where my heart is at
 and my crudentials
 no insturmentals
 im like a bullet in ya face right through the window
 What!
 the proof is in the fudge, money, raps and drugs
 nigga keep your hugs
 nigga keep ya love
 Billie Holiday just crossed my mind
 everything she sang was right on time
 i can tell in my soul i was just her kind
 cause i can see a better life when i close my eye