"You talkin' just like a pimp". "You see pimpin's big business and it's been goin' on. Since the beginning of time and it's gonna continue. Straight ahead till somebody up there turns out.
Aiyyo sweetie, you're lookin' kinda pretty. What's a girl like you, doin' in this rough city. I'm just here, tryin' to hold my own ground. Yeah, I think, I like how that sound.
Uhh, hey. Carhoppers, car, carhoppers. Carhoppers, car, carhoppers. Speak on it now. Carhoppers, car, carhoppers. . Uhh, uhh, I call girls carhoppers.
"I've seen you on the street" "Where you from?" "From Oakland". "Nah, you're not from Oakland, I know Oakland". . Let's take a ride with the boy from the Eastside.
Life, it's all about sex, money and murder. To all those motherfuckers out there. Who can't deal with it, you just a punk ass bitch. . Sex, money and murder, elements of the streets.
[Intro]. (Pooh-Man). . Yeah me and the boy JT Tha Bigga Figga. Straight from west block San Quinn prison. serving five year sentence on a robbery case.
A lot of my Eastside partners are dyin' fast. And it ain't for natural causes, fool, they catchin' a blast. Tim, Yogi, Bruce and James. pick up the newspaper, fool, and it's all familiar names.
Player haters, player haters. We can't the player haters. Yeah, man, let's kick the funky gangster shit. Give enough respect. . Mike, a.k.a Cash Money.
As a youngster I slanged cain, gangbanged. Not a worry in the world, I'm all about money, man. Getting my grind on was all my mind was on. Making a grip, nigga, my money was on.
[Pooh-Man]. Gettin straight to the motherfuckin point. The bitchs the hoes the money and the dank joints. A young player but nothing with heart. He wouldn't think twice about tearing your ass apart.
Yeah, let's make this kind of mellow. Ant, slow it up for me. We going to do this kind of cool. . Always on a mellow man kicking rhymes that last. Grab the microphone and I clock straight cash.
(Pooh-Man). Hop in a K-5 it's time to roll. My homies having a picnic with hella hoes. Stopped at the liquor store. And got the Hennessey, 20 sack and Antoine.
Me and the fellas on the block with the dank and drank. Downing 40's, kicking back, and it just made us thank. About the hard times, and about all the players that died.
[Intro]. . *kicking down a door*. . (Pooh-Man) Bitch where the motherfuckin son at?. (Too $hort's Bitch) He not here ahhh it hurts!. (Pooh-Man) Old Skool get this bitch eh! where $hort at?.
(Pooh-Man). Let's do this ya'll. . (Robin Smith). This is how we live each day. Growing up the gangster way. This is how we live in the gutter. This is how we live each day.
Woke up in the morning, threw on my black suit. Time to pay respects to a player from my crew. He got caught up and paid with his life. Slipping on the block on the late night.
Something kinda smooth on the mellow tip. Seeking deeper and deeper, you just might slip. Into a trance, mind going slow. Didn't wanna curse so they'll pump it on the radio.
[Intro]. . (Pooh-Man). Prep man hand me the motherfucking weed man. . (Prep). You don't want none of this bong. . *coughing and toking*. . (Pooh-Man).
[Female voice]. We're here today interviewin' one of America's. controversial artist, MC Pooh.... MC Pooh, your listeners would like to know. why you use so much profanity in your songs?.