respect the pimpin'

ooooooh

respect the pimpin

i'll never forget

the ward brothers player

old school pimps like roosevelt taylor

the list goes on for like three generations

oakland pimp shit

all in your face man

some other cities take pride in trickin

you can hear it when their rappers start spittin

instead of you and yo' woman gettin money together

you do all the hustlin

and she gets all the cheddar

you tell her go shop

but she ain't got a job

then you brag in your raps - to me it sounds odd!

cause i was raised by pimps in the o

they taught me real good how to send a hoe

and now you niggaz tryin to bend the rules

you must have came up around some friendly dudes

you need to stop doin all that extra simpin

and change the words in your song and respect the pimpin

you've got money but you got no game

think all the ladies wanna love youuuu?

probably gotta

make it rain

take her shoppin - respect the pimpin

you a front for the game - you was posin

got your gators and your super q

can you feel me?

respect the pimpin

all i wanna be is well known now

drive a 'llac

big mack and do my own style

keep a freak

on the street

that fit the profile

at the pad

money stack

watchin dough pile

reminiscin of a player that i once knew

he had it all

went broke

but he still kept it true

bounced back

like a real mack

got a new sack

new hoes

new clothes

and found a new track

now that's a player that i always wanna be like

did dirt

went to church and lived the street life

ask $hort

ask snoop

we gon' tell you the truth

a real pimp

keep a prostitute

and she get lots of loot

do what she gots'ta do

come back with moolah

like she 'posed to do

and stay close to you

so if you ever fell

here's the one most important thing about this tale

ask michelle

tammy and nell

when they went to jail

they know who came through with that bail - it was me!

cause i respect the p

do the same

don't be no lame

respect the game

ooooooh

respect the pimpin