Various Artists - Pimp'n Ain't EZ lyrics

Pimp'n ain't EZ But it sure is fun I represent like I'm suppose to The Westcoaster Madd Head The Westside locsta Down with the gang truce Still pack my duce duce Ya never know when war Might pop loose Always and forever Have I ever ran Never Whatever clever Down for whatever Dippin' on laces Sippin' on cases Fatt show laces On a daily basis I'ma G see Fool I thought ya knew Like Montell Jordan This is how we do it A caps Croker Sack 83 Cadillacs Tech and Mac Crack sacs And Gangsta Raps And for ya n***as ain't heard me I bring maddness Sportin' westside on my jersey Got the biz lockdown Crews sweating bullets Keeping it real 213 to the fullest Pimp'n ain't EZ But it sure is fun s**as run When they see the real come Pimp'n ain't EZ But it sure is fun s**a run When they see the real come We ain't all in the same gang Some slang Some bang I bring pain But this ain't Wu-Tang Ya got caught But it ain't my fault It's the wicked westsider Who the f** ya thought Knocking your front door Ya gotta let me in 213 Foe Life Like Mack 10 Do I look like I'm smilin' In fact I'm tearing sh** up From here to Long Island Cleveland is believing Props to Atlanta But I rather sport Chuck T's And a bandana Nothing to gain But a lot to lose So I choose to shake fools And put my coupe on cruise (n***a) Hittin' the switch f** ding dong ditch Watch my G style switch As I release my pitch It's going on and on Until the break of dawn I don't sleep Ya never catch me yawning Kicking up much much dust As I bust If it ain't ruff It ain't from Los Angeles Pow It's the Southern Cal Style I can't be seen No way No how Pimp'n ain't EZ But it sure is fun s**a run When they see the real come Pimp'n ain't EZ But it sure is fun s**a run When they see the real come I wanna hump it Thump it Turn it up Straight bump it If it ain't the bomb Then the westcoast Don't bump it No disguise or in between the lines n***a I gotta have that G sh** on mine Either D.J. Quick or M.C. Eiht My n***as Kausion Flossin Bumpin Bounce Rock Skate I don't hip hop I hop hip When I dip In my six tray Chevrolet rag top Rollin' down Crenshaw strip Trip Ya know how we do it Come to Animos avenue And lounge with my crew Shaking sh** up from here to the Eastcoast Representin' like America's most Pimp'n ain't EZ But it sure is fun s**a run When they see the real come Pimp'n ain't EZ But it sure is fun s**a run When they see the real come