Pimpology

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That nigga wanted to hun it
 All we want is the money
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 You know man all bitches are the same just like my hoe
 I keep 'em bro wake up one morning
 And, with some money to spend, they go crazy
 I'm goin' to tell you a story in stereo
 About the pimping game, that you should know
 But if you don't, it's alright
 'Cause I'll be spittin' this game to you all damn night
 When I was three years old
 Straight pimp game I was told
 My daddy sent me to pimp school
 In this man's world, you can't be no fool
 If a pimp is what you wanna be
 You're gonna have to learn pimpology
 Pimpology a pimp's profession
 Can't be affected by the great depression
 So if you want to be giant sized
 Come to my school get pimp-matized
 In your school, what do they teach?
 English, math, and history
 Pimpin' game, you can learn
 And if you do, you will earn
 A pimp diploma, just for you
 For learning what you're taught when you come to school
 Lesson one
 You should know never love a bitch or a whore
 Lesson two
 Tells you to do only one thing, act cool
 Lesson three
 Breaking a bitch if she's poor, if she's rich
 If your game is soft or hard
 It shouldn't take long to break the broad
 Lesson four
 Keep ya ho, it's the most important thing to know
 'Cause I pimp or die bitch, I'm like the mack
 Riding around Oakland in a Cadillac
 But on the other hand, if you can't pimp
 And the ho's keep treating you like a simp
 I don't know what to say about you boys
 You better go to the store and buy some toys
 'Cause you can't play this game
 Next time you hear grown folks talking, shut the fuck up y' hear?
 Now you heard my story in stereo
 'Bout the pimpin' game, that you should know
 But if you don't, it's alright
 'Cause I'll be spittin' this game to y'all damn night
 I'm short dog, ain't nothin' nice
 I never rap fake when I'm on the mic
 I ride around town in a clean ass Benz
 Never ever frontin' on my real cool friends
 My zodiac sign is a Taurus the bull
 I drink old English, and I do get full
 If you're wondering why I don't stop my rap
 'Cause other MC's can't rock like that
 My music flows like Domino's
 I pimp these hoes that's how it goes
 Tenders on my beeper all day and night
 I'm a true Blue Player homeboy that's right
 O-A-K-L-A-N-D
 That's where I rain, top dog MC
 Too short, baby, on the microphone
 I work more tails, I don't take freaks home
 Man, they start trippin' when they think your rich
 Met her yesterday now she's my bitch
 It's not hard to believe but that's how it goes
 I'm burnin' rubber on these hoes like vogues
 Check out my style, baby don't stop
 If you can't call me short, just call me dog
 Black is my color, I have no other nothing else will do
 I've got a black car, black bed, black TV
 I've even got a silk black suit
 Dangerous music, and a dangerous crew
 Oakland, California, and the Playboy too
 West coast rappin' all over the place
 Too short, baby, all in your face
 I rap so hard you can't stop me
 My last album sold a million copies
 Me and the Maestro, layin' the beat
 DJ scratches from my homeboy pete
 Dangerous music is what you hear
 A new LP, every year
 You know we rollin', can't be fakin'
 We come through, and all your girls, we're takin'
 You know we're rollin' don't do no simpin'
 Oaktown players, strictly pimpin', bitch
 My name is short just what you've been lookin' for
 Sending young tenders on a wild goose chase
 Up in the hills, tryin' to find my place
 Gettin' lost, gettin' tossed, gettin' found and clowned
 Every time you see short baby, you get down
 'Cause the raps I make are the raps you like
 The way sir too short rocks the mic
 It's a one of a kind, rapping style
 Have the freaks in the crowd, goin' wild
 So when I spit my rhyme, where's the cheer
 Bitch, bitch, bitch make me rich
 It was thirty five thousand dollars, thirty five thousand dollars cash money?
 No, I get one, thirty five thousand dollars plus one, right? The one I gave you?
 No, you gave me six alright
 'Cause one I had now six and thirty five thousand dollars plus one, plus six makes seven
 Thirty five thousand dollars plus seven, right, mothafucker, can you buy that?
 

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Duration
06:06
Key
6
Tempo
92 BPM

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