Pimps In The House

Lyrics

[Verse: MJG & 8Ball] One to the motherfuckin' two, to the motherfuckin' three The sound of the boom is sweatin' ya hard like a mystery Could it be The pimps gon' rule the nation in '93? And MJG is gonna start a new race Replace the weak tapes we got in the first place And chase that live on cops quick, out the hood And beat that ass like a cop would, real good And keep that bud goin' on like the Flinstones And shake them bones when you feel the nic comin' on So open the Crown, down a hit and lean back Look at ya self, and see what I'm sayin' is real fat Society lives off what the media tells us And niggas be joinin' up with the shit that they mail us See pimpin' ain't dead yet, the pimpin' can pay the rent And pimpin' is demonstrated by those in the government The money they send you ain't shit but nickels and dimes And you been stuck in the ghetto since 1979 But it's time to switch it up, unhook it and fix it up Change it and rearrange it, complete it and pick it up It's a book with hard covers that's packed with ideas We rule the future years, erase the black fears And change the system, step up and dismiss them Tricks from the White House, move in and they move out Now I'm runnin' thangs, my workers walk with a limp My whole staff is bitches and all the judges is pimps If you weak in the game, thangs are bound to show 'Cause a pimp gotta stroke, and a wimp can't flow And I ain't no motherfuckin' fall guy, but I'ma try hard To let you know this pimpin' ain't gone never die MJG pimp tight, young black nigga, no wife No children, just hoes Supplyin' the motherfuckin' nation with a dose (Of what? Of what? Of what?) Of pimpin', has been injected and now it's on The motherfuckin' pimp is in the house