Pimpin' Is Free

[Verse 1: MC Ren] All these niggas acting crazy up Pimp holder men, I'll make you dusty like the Middle East Fuck up your peace, I'll take every thing you got Mothafucker like two deuces How you're blowing up my mamma pager just to make a truce? New milleniums, but knowledge helped me to stay the same age Since 1987 been' featured on the Rap page Moving at the speed of sound till my shit's mixed Got enough hits, if your ass need a fix Bitches naked to get fucked up While the Chevy bouncing like your hover I talked to niggas on top amounts with the street dialect Gangster shit revised If the translation hit your ass since '85 Taking mothafuckers too many many schools Chilling on sundays with another rules Simple minded niggas can't comprehind that All y'all talking about is blunts and gats [Hook: MC Ren] I'mma hit you like this, fake ass niggas These lyrics is getting drop The mothafucking shitting will never stop Nigga shaking up the earth Peeps and the villain is, got you mothafuckers feeling this The pimpin' is free, cause y'all don't make money, awww yeah I said the pimpin' is free, cause y'all don't make money, awww yeah [Verse 2: MC Ren] The black guys flipping streets shit like the quarter burnt Groupie mothafuckers tryin' to check every word These wack ass niggas, y'all elementary Villain got the lyrics locked 'til the next century When the westcoast is drying the Pacific I be holding my dick, in the studio and being expliciting While y'all be pumped gas at forties bitch stations Kissing ass, erasing the common lines for that rotation My hesitation nigga only to sex Based to face black tragular, better hide your necks Or you can has it, more than votting loot You wanna hit nigga, realize you're just a flute C-P-T in the books, nigga like gauge shycome All the shit I ever made nigga floating in your dome What's up? - My dick correct it like empire state Mothafucking villain be the great [Hook: MC Ren] [Verse 3: Peeps] Unload from the G off road and off stage Dose explode like rex hit with a 12 gauge Still I rips, into scripts, produce hits The moment I return from my indo trigger That's why I stutter, twenty 3rd, yeah Twenty three times more savier Still in first deal as I wait to get straps Hustle for tracks, then I hook some with my Chingolet Jet like rat, it's B.G. and when we bang it that way The limit is the sky way, don't play Got Goerge hit the fuckin' high way, goes way And if you walked in this house with him Then you bitch ass nigga bounce with him With out ever heat?? You will survive then we'll collide in the range Butt and sweatin' tears never pays These days, dulo shit, I'm willin' To get the feelin, I'm corrupt like killin' Known that I'm fuckin' with the Villain [Hook: MC Ren]