Текст песни UGK, Kool Ace, Too $hort - Dirty Money
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Pimp C:(Uh, Uh) One time for yo` muthafuckin`...(whuut)Back, bitch (uh)...Kool Ace (whuut), UGK...(huh)Chorus (Pimp C):Pimpin` ain`t no illusion,And pimpin` ain`t never died.Mo` pimps was on that heroinAnd yo` pimp tripped out on that fry.The dikes done came throughAnd straight threw off all the game;Got all these hoes thinkin`They could manage they own change.Kool Ace:But it ain`t no illusion,I know...you all have witnessedHe rollin` in my Caady mo`Wit` fly bitches,Makin` ole deals: Now, ho (huh, huh)Ain`t Bob BarkerBut I`m caught up in this gameMo` like...Peter Parker.P-I-M-P, take the P`s that I am.I want you payin` hoes in my armyLike...uh...Uncle Sam,And we gon` jam...I`m talkin` `bout the world greatest showI know my shit is extremeBut I`m all about them does.When I`m steppin` on the sceneBe there four deep...hella clanMy reality is your favorite dream(Stop that shit, daddy...)Best believe Kool Ace gon` keep it real.Pimp C & Bun B to testify for the earExcuse me, y`all, but this about Southern shit.Now, tell me can you...uh...feel this, bitch?We givin` `em brain contusions...Pimp C, what`s the conclusion?Pimp C:Pimpin` ain`t no illusion...Chorus: (x2)Pimp C:Pimpin` ain`t dead...nigga, it just began(How the fuck you know Sweet Jones?)My hoes still out there sellin` ass.Yo` bitch is out of pocket,`Cause yo` pimpin` was scary;Real hoes gon` front on a simpBut she gon` do it for daddy.Fuck niggas watch them mack and pimp on my floozie;But, boy, my bitches know the differenceBetween real pimpin` and moviesIt`s the difference between real leatherAnd that shit at yo` house.I don`t know what y`all doin` up there,But we really pimpin` in the South.Every since I was 17,I been stackin` my green:Went for servin` rocks to fiends,And rockin` club full a teens.Went from bumpin` Screw in Houston,Sippin` promythazine,To ridin` in a 8 600 with sheath,To smokin` on sticky green.I`m still Pimp C, bitchI`m claimin` P.A., they hate us;But, me and Kool Ace rollin` a LexusSittin` on all gold Daytons.Bitch, take a look aroundThose hoes steady choosin`.This is the conclusion: pimpin` ain`t no illusion.Chorus: (x2)Bun B:If you got any love fo` that broad you wit`Nigga, move her `fore you lose her,`Cause a beggar ain`t a muthafuckin` chooser.Third leg is a bitch abuser, infamousIn cities where big pimpin` is my hoes clean.No AIDS, herpies, cyphillisCome catch a wif a this...Damn, can`t you taste it?Now yo` money`s up in smokeLike you freebased it.Now bitch replaced itWit` a sexual favorBut don`t get mad at real pimpin`, niggaCheck yo` behavior...and savorThe aroma from Promona to Tacoma;Got my pimpin` diploma for bein` a Cadillac chromer.