Digital Underground - Good Thing We're Rappin' Lyrics
Alright parents go head tuck the kids in, PG time is overThis goes out to all the macks in the industry..Huh, alright roll the tape...(..yo, rest day ain't for hoes..)It's a good thing that we're rappinIf it wasn't for the rappin we'd be mackinIt's a good thing that we're rappinIf it wasn't for the rappin we'd be mackinIt's a good thing that we're rappinThere was a time when they called me Smooth EddiePlaying the hoes and shook the red card steadyIt was Mike to those that knowsMatter of fact, Icy Mike cause he was cold on them hoesWe was east coast niggas headin westI was rollin shotgun, coolin with my man fresh WesThe royal blue Brogham was a drop top ragYou could tell we was pimps from the Las Vegas tagsCause that's how we flipped itHit a lick, paid cash, said nothin, pimp shitAll of this was around spring eighty oneI was in the life and had a good three year runAnyway, one friday on the side of the road in L.A.My man Wes says hey, "I got a ***** in San Diego""Cool", I said, "I'll see ya in a coupla daysI'm gonna stay and play some L.A. hoes"He said, "alright player yo, I'll see you soon"Yeah that's how real players kick it see there ain't no rulesWe roll from city to city, like kids playing hookieLater that night I knock a ***** named CookieShe says, "I love you and I want to make you rich"I says, "oh yeah", I swear I worked the shit out this *****She was fine too, niggas couldn't tell me nothinHad brains too, did more stealin than *****ingA real thoroughbred, played con like a proMan I'm tryin to tell you I had a money makin hoBut the Sunset track got stale, Cookie went to jailHad to sling a little yale to make bailShe said, "I'm hot baby, I can't work in this townThe vice pick me up just as soon as you put me down"I said, "shut the hell up howho asked you to run your mouth?"She was right thoughit was time to take a trip down southAnd to this very day, when I think of howI was livin back then I got to say thatIt's a good thing that I'm rappinIf it wasn't for the rappin I'd be mackinGood thing we got musicIf not I'd be stuck with findin a way to get aheadAnd then we got to use itIt's a good thing that I'm rappinIf it wasn't for the rappin I'd be mackinGood thing we got musicIf not I'd be stuck with findin a way to get aheadAnd then we got to use itThey call it ho po when your leakinSo you know ho po is when yo po, cause you ain't got no hoI was po but I wasn't po ho, cause I had one hoBut we was leakin cause the money was slowCoppin blow means your goin up and downI went from Cadillacs in Vegas to the back of GreyHoundSan Diego off Broadway, there used to be a spotI think E Street and 5th where all the players flockedOne night I was cooling outsideSaw my man Wes said, "ah shit yeah, it's gonna be live"I was working a doublebreast silk leaf suitWith my five hundred dollar brown knee-high BallysWes said, "it's pimpin how you wear em outside ya pantsAnd by the way my ham sandwichs in the alley"Ham sandwich meant Brogham CadillacQuarter inch stripes, wheel kit on the backIt was snotty nose, that means the extra chromePlate on the grill, for sunroof we say it had the brains blownI said, "this ***** is inside, you ready to attack?"Wes looked at me said, "Mack..Mack..Mack..Mack..Mack"My mans pimp stroll was cold gansta limpinWe stepped inside, both of us screamed, "it's pimpin!"I was drinking cognac, Wes was drinkin ginWasn't there twenty minutes fore my people walked inI said, "what's up Cookie? how'd you do?"She said, "cool, reach under the bar, so I can give you thesefeelings"We always did it like that, case the vice squad was peepinThis time they wasn't, but this nigga who was leakinWalked up and said, "yall gonna sell?"Wes said, "nigga don't ya recognize the 'P' when you see it?"He said, "oh, yo I didn't know, I thought she's doin business"I said, "yeah, well it's true that she's a ho"He said, "she with you, playa? cause I'd really like to buck her"looked at her, said, "baby, I'm a raw mother *****er"I said, "yeah, that might be true, but she don't need another nucka"Ain't no choosin, jump off slick, this one here's my snucka"He said, "whatchu mean by snucka?""It ain't too hard to figgaYou call your nigga nucka, snucka means she-niggaAnd figure this too, the ***** is down for my dirty drawersFind another ho to go for yours"He said, "but, I like her"I said, "you must be a rookie"Now figure this three, he cut me off and stepped to CookieHe said, "how do you feel about this, my dear?"I said, "nigga you don't check my ***** like I ain't standin here!Now I told you that this woman sells ***** for meYou and her ain't the two, and we ain't the threeBut most of all nigga, I ain't the oneNow back the ***** up off me son"He said, "to buck another man's game is a shame"I said, "leakin ass nigga, game recognize gameNow I told you that's my people and I gave you a chance"Reached down and started pullin up the two from my pantsShoulda capped his ass, insteadI look up and Wes done wrapped a pool stick round this nigga's headSo I put my shit away, we beat him down cowboy styleCookie runs up and says, "baby you okay?"I says, "yo, all this excitements got you dizzyWhat cha watchin? ***** get busy!Go back outside and finish gettin my money!"The bartender laughed, said, "you pimp niggas is funny"And I'll tell you once againIt blows my mind, when I think how I was living back thenCause yoIt's a good thing that I'm rappinIf it wasn't for the rappin I'd be mackinGood thing we got musicIf not I'd be stuck with findin a way to get aheadAnd then we got to use itIt's a good thing that I'm rappinIf it wasn't for the rappin I'd be mackinGood thing we got musicIf not I'd be stuck with findin a way to get aheadAnd then we got to use itAnd you don't stopHumpty Hump in the houseAnd yo I go, I goDoddie-doe-doe, doe-she-doeWhy must I pimp the ho?Nothing but the mack in me(..nothin..nothin but the mack in me..)You know what I'm sayinDoddie-doe-doe, doe-she-doeWhy must I pimp the ho?Nothing but the mack in me(..nothin..nothin but the mack in me..)Doddie-doe-doe, doe-she-doeWhy must I pimp the ho?Nothing but the mack in me(..nothin..nothin but the mack in me..)Check it..Ho (..do the ho catcher..)Ho (..do the ho catcher..)(..ho catcher, ho catcher, do the ho catcher..)Doddie-doe-doe, doe-she-doeWhy must I pimp the ho?Nothing but the mack in me(..nothin..nothin but the mack in me..)Kick it, doddie-doe-doe, doe-she-doeWhy must I pimp the ho?Nothing but the mack in me(..nothin..nothin but the mack in me..)I said, doddie-doe-doe pimp the mother *****in ho(..pimp that ho..mack..)Yeah ***** and big dicks don't scare yaCause you been a ho too longKnow what I'm sayin? yeahPimpinest, pimpinest, pimpinestPimpinest, pimpinest, pimpinest, pimpinestPimps up and hoes downSquares don't ***** around townKnow what I'm sayin?Oh yeah, it's time to restDress and messCount my monies while I read the funniesGive my propas while I watch the soap operasCause it's pimpin, understand me?***** what cha doin on your ass?Watchin the cars passPat your feet on the concreteAnd go get my money woman!{Goes into extremely long list of shout outs}
