Good Thing We're Rappin'

Watchin' the cars pass

'Cause that's how we flipped it
But the Sunset track got stale, Cookie went to jail
'Cause yo

Doddie-doe-doe, doe-she-doe
It's a good thing that we're rappin'
(Nothin' nothin' but the mack in me)
Good thing we got music
Yeah, bitch and big dicks don't scare ya
We stepped inside, both of us screamed, "It's pimpin'"
Playing the hoes and shook the red card steady
So I put my shit away, we beat him down cowboy style
(Nothin' nothin' but the mack in me)
Huh, alright roll the tape
And you don't stop

The vice pick me up just as soon as you put me down"

I look up and Wes done wrapped a pool stick round this nigga's head
I was working a double breast silk leaf suit
I was livin' back then I got to say that

Ho
And by the way my ham sandwichs in the alley"
If it wasn't for the rappin', I'd be mackin'
If not I'd be stuck with findin' a way to get ahead
You and her ain't the two, and we ain't the three
Shoulda capped his ass, instead
My mans pimp stroll was cold gansta limpin'

How I was living back then

Pimps up and hoes down

He said, "Oh, yo I didn't know, I thought she's doin' business"
(Do the ho catcher)
Nothing but the mack in me
Pimp the mother fuckin' ho
I went from Cadillacs in Vegas to the back of GreyHound
Now I told you that's my people and I gave you a chance"

We roll from city to city, like kids playing hookie
What cha watchin'? Bitch get busy
It was Mike to those that knows
Good thing we got music
Check it
All of this was around spring eighty one
Ho
Wes said, "It's pimpin' how you wear 'em outside ya pants
Nothing but the mack in me
I said, "Shut the hell up ho
She said, "Cool, reach under the bar, so I can give you these feelings"
He said, "Whatchu mean by snucka?"

San Diego off Broadway, there used to be a spot
I was in the life and had a good three year run
(Nothin' nothin' but the mack in me)
Saw my man Wes said, "Ah shit yeah, it's gonna be live"
He said, "To buck another man's game is a shame"
I said, "This bitch is inside, you ready to attack?"
I said, doddie-doe-doe
I said, "Nigga you don't check my bitch like I ain't standin' here

I'm gonna stay and play some L.A. hoes"
If not I'd be stuck with findin' a way to get ahead
So you know ho po is when yo po, 'cause you ain't got no ho
I said, "Leakin' ass nigga, game recognize game
It's a good thing that I'm rappin'
I says, "Yo, all this excitements got you dizzy
Walked up and said, "Y'all gonna sell?"
We was east coast niggas headin' west
You could tell we was pimps from the Las Vegas tags
Doddie-doe-doe, doe-she-doe

And figure this too, the bitch is down for my dirty drawers
I says, "Oh yeah", I swear I worked the shit out this bitch
Bitch what cha doin' on your ass?
You know what I'm sayin'
But most of all nigga, I ain't the one

Why must I pimp the ho?
Why must I pimp the ho?
(Nothin' nothin' but the mack in me)
"Cool", I said, "I'll see ya in a couple days
And then we got to use it
If not I'd be stuck with findin' a way to get ahead
One night I was cooling outside

But we was leakin' 'cause the money was slow

Ain't no choosin', jump off slick, this one here's my snucka"
'Cause you been a ho too long
I think E Street and 5th where all the players flocked
We always did it like that, case the vice squad was peepin'
Oh yeah, it's time to rest

Wasn't there twenty minutes fore my people walked in
Had brains too, did more stealin' than fucking
Good thing we got music
If it wasn't for the rappin', we'd be mackin'

I said, "What's up Cookie? How'd you do?"
Matter of fact, Icy Mike 'cause he was cold on them hoes
She says, "I love you and I want to make you rich"
If it wasn't for the rappin, we'd be mackin'
Pat your feet on the concrete
(Yo, rest day ain't for hoes)
Squares don't fuck around town
Quarter inch stripes, wheel kit on the back
Ham sandwich meant Brougham Cadillac
I said, "Yeah, well it's true that she's a ho"
Now figure this three, he cut me off and stepped to Cookie
And then we got to use it
The royal blue Brougham was a drop top rag

If it wasn't for the rappin', I'd be mackin'
And then we got to use it
Man I'm tryin' to tell you, I had a money makin' ho

Doddie-doe-doe, doe-she-doe
It blows my mind, when I think
Pimpinest, pimpinest, pimpinest, pimpinest
With my five hundred dollar brown knee-high Ballsy

And go get my money woman
It's a good thing that I'm rappin'
Had to sling a little yale to make bail
Plate on the grill, for sunroof we say it had the brains blown
It's a good thing that we're rappin'
It's a good thing that I'm rappin'
And to this very day, when I think of how

If it wasn't for the rappin, I'd be mackin'
I was drinking cognac, Wes was drinkin' gin
Pimpinest, pimpinest, pimpinest
Doddie-doe-doe, doe-she-doe
Nothing but the mack in me
Give my propas while I watch the soap operas
(Ho catcher, ho catcher, do the ho catcher)
Dress and mess
Count my monies while I read the funnies
I was rollin' shotgun, coolin' with my man fresh Wes

He said, "She with you, playa? 'Cause I'd really like to buck her"
Know what I'm sayin'? Yeah

Nothing but the mack in me
Why must I pimp the ho?
The bartender laughed, said, "You pimp niggas is funny"
I was po but I wasn't po ho, 'cause I had one ho
I said, "Yeah, that might be true, but she don't need another nucka"
(Pimp that ho mack)
They call it ho po when your leakin'
He said, "But, I like her"

Nothing but the mack in me
Humpty hump in the house
And then we got to use it
You call your nigga nucka, snucka means she-nigga

There was a time when they called me Smooth Eddie
It was snotty nose, that means the extra chrome
And I'll tell you once again
Later that night I knock a bitch named Cookie

Yeah, that's how real players kick it see there ain't no rules
A real thoroughbred, played con like a pro
Hit a lick, paid cash, said nothin', pimp shit
Wes said, "Nigga don't ya recognize the P when you see it?"
My man Wes says hey, "I got a bitch in San Diego"

Looked at her, said, "Baby, I'm a raw mother fucker"

Kick it, doddie-doe-doe, doe-she-doe
She said, "I'm hot baby, I can't work in this town
Who asked you to run your mouth?"
Find another ho to go for yours"

"It ain't too hard to figga
He said, "How do you feel about this, my dear?"
Cookie runs up and says, "Baby you okay?"
It's a good thing that I'm rappin'
And yo I go, I go

Now I told you that this woman sells pussy for me
It's a good thing that we're rappin'
She was fine too, niggas couldn't tell me nothin'
Why must I pimp the ho?
She was right though
He said, "Alright player yo, I'll see you soon"
Know what I'm sayin'?
I said, "You must be a rookie"
It was time to take a trip down south
Good thing we got music
Coppin' blow means your goin' up and down
If it wasn't for the rappin', I'd be mackin'
If not I'd be stuck with findin' a way to get ahead
Why must I pimp the ho?

(Nothin' nothin' but the mack in me)
Wes looked at me said, "Mack mack mack mack mack"
Anyway, one Friday on the side of the road in L.A.
(Do the ho catcher)
Now back the fuck up off me son"
Go back outside and finish gettin' my money"
This time they wasn't, but this nigga who was leakin'

'Cause it's pimpin', understand me?
Reached down and started pullin' up the two from my pants