Pimp Anthem

`96<br>Ah shit<br>Ice-T back<br>Representin, nigga, once again<br>That real shit, nigga<br>I thought you knew, bitch<br>Better recognize<br><br>[ CHORUS ]<br>Players, check your grip before you get popped<br>Bitches, get my money before you get dropped<br>Gotcha - buggin off the words I say<br>Because this type of pimpin happens every day<br><br>[ VERSE 1 ]<br>Niggas wanna know my steelo<br>Bitches wanna get with the baddest<br>Hustlin apparatus<br>It`s the LA cash flow master-roller<br>No one gets colder, I used to flip boulders<br>Of caine, on my brain, it`s outta control, crime plot<br>A dead-ass cop and muthafuckas get got<br>In the game it ain`t safe for the weak or the timid<br>Known to break a bitch but barely rarely slide up in it<br>So you see me in a club, grab your woman like you wanna<br>Blink your eyes and the freak is out there freezin on the corner<br>She got caught by the curls and the jewels<br>Lookin for a nigga that is quick to pull tools<br>Now she`s breakin herself, makin herself<br>Respect my technique of pimpin, minus all simpin<br>Check it bitches, it ain`t nothin nice<br>You`re gonna seal or sell pussy if you roll with the Ice<br><br>[ CHORUS ]<br><br>[ VERSE 2 ]<br>Oh my God, the nigga rolls hard..<br>Every player mentions me<br>The hustler of the century<br>(Ice, that nigga ain`t nothin nice!)<br>I got more freaks than Heff`, my bankroll`s off vice<br>Commandin straight pimp tactics<br>None of y`all can match this<br>Meet a freak in a week, her workplace a matress<br>Really though, recognize the pimp type flow<br>I don`t smoke endo, I count cash on my patio<br>So much love on the streets, don`t need no bodyguard<br>Big up to my homies with the pimp type nod<br>I`m off the hook, checkin traps in Vegas [Name]<br>Full link mink with the matchin borsalino<br>I change cars like you change drawers, bitch<br>I got a stable full of thoroughbreds that make me rich<br>Niggas hate me, cause they can`t control they roll<br>They see that fat old ass and start givin me cash<br><br>[ CHORUS ]<br><br>[ VERSE 3 ] <br>My mind`s blown off fine champagne<br>So bent on currency, got green in my vein<br>So damn smooth that every woman wanna touch me<br>So much sexuality that nuns wanna fuck me<br>I kick back with my pimpin ballin brothers<br>Stand over the bed, dump the cash on the covers<br>The game`s got me, I`m a slave to the roll<br>Hoes belong on the track and I belong in gold<br>Silk and satin, I deserve a pimpin pattin<br>Been in the life so long cause I stomp bitches who start rattin<br>Mostly friendly, but do got that gorilla in me<br>Save it for the player-hater niggas with the envy<br>Lot of niggas talk it, but they can`t hold a hooker<br>Ice took her, she was too long a looker<br>It`s strictly straight-lace hustlin on mine<br>I been pimpin all my life and I don`t mind dyin<br><br>[ CHORUS ]