Good Thing We're Rappin' Lyrics - Sons Of The P - Digital Underground

Alright parents go head tuck the kids in, PG time is over 

This goes out to all the macks in the industry. 

Huh, alright roll the tape... 

(.yo, rest day ain't for hoes.) 

It's a good thing that we're rappin 

If it wasn't for the rappin we'd be mackin 

It's a good thing that we're rappin 

If it wasn't for the rappin we'd be mackin 

It's a good thing that we're rappin 

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There was a time when they called me Smooth Eddie 

Playing the hoes and shook the red card steady 

It was Mike to those that knows 

Matter of fact, Icy Mike cause he was cold on them hoes 

We was east coast niggas headin west 

I was rollin shotgun, coolin with my man fresh Wes 

The royal blue Brogham was a drop top rag 

You could tell we was pimps from the Las Vegas tags 

Cause that's how we flipped it 

Hit a lick, paid cash, said nothin, pimp shit 

All of this was around spring eighty one 

I was in the life and had a good three year run 

Anyway, one friday on the side of the road in L.A. 

My man Wes says hey, "I got a bitch in San Diego" 

"Cool", I said, "I'll see ya in a coupla days 

I'm gonna stay and play some L.A. hoes" 

He said, "alright player yo, I'll see you soon" 

Yeah that's how real players kick it see there ain't no rules 

We roll from city to city, like kids playing hookie 

Later that night I knock a bitch named Cookie 

She says, "I love you and I want to make you rich" 

I says, "oh yeah", I swear I worked the shit out this bitch 

She was fine too, niggas couldn't tell me nothin 

Had brains too, did more stealin than fucking 

A real thoroughbred, played con like a pro 

Man I'm tryin to tell you I had a money makin ho 

But the Sunset track got stale, Cookie went to jail 

Had to sling a little yale to make bail 

She said, "I'm hot baby, I can't work in this town 

The vice pick me up just as soon as you put me down" 

I said, "shut the hell up ho 

who asked you to run your mouth?" 

She was right though 

it was time to take a trip down south 

And to this very day, when I think of how 

I was livin back then I got to say that 

It's a good thing that I'm rappin 

If it wasn't for the rappin I'd be mackin 

Good thing we got music 

If not I'd be stuck with findin a way to get ahead 

And then we got to use it 

It's a good thing that I'm rappin 

If it wasn't for the rappin I'd be mackin 

Good thing we got music 

If not I'd be stuck with findin a way to get ahead 

And then we got to use it 

They call it ho po when your leakin 

So you know ho po is when yo po, cause you ain't got no ho 

I was po but I wasn't po ho, cause I had one ho 

But we was leakin cause the money was slow 

Coppin blow means your goin up and down 

I went from Cadillacs in Vegas to the back of GreyHound 

San Diego off Broadway, there used to be a spot 

I think E Street and 5th where all the players flocked 

One night I was cooling outside 

Saw my man Wes said, "ah shit yeah, it's gonna be live" 

I was working a doublebreast silk leaf suit 

With my five hundred dollar brown knee-high Ballys 

Wes said, "it's pimpin how you wear em outside ya pants 

And by the way my ham sandwichs in the alley" 

Ham sandwich meant Brogham Cadillac 

Quarter inch stripes, wheel kit on the back 

It was snotty nose, that means the extra chrome 

Plate on the grill, for sunroof we say it had the brains blown 

I said, "this bitch is inside, you ready to attack?" 

Wes looked at me said, "Mack.Mack.Mack.Mack.Mack" 

My mans pimp stroll was cold gansta limpin 

We stepped inside, both of us screamed, "it's pimpin!" 

I was drinking cognac, Wes was drinkin gin 

Wasn't there twenty minutes fore my people walked in 

I said, "what's up Cookie? how'd you do?" 

She said, "cool, reach under the bar, so I can give you these feelings" 

We always did it like that, case the vice squad was peepin 

This time they wasn't, but this nigga who was leakin 

Walked up and said, "yall gonna sell?" 

Wes said, "nigga don't ya recognize the 'P' when you see it?" 

He said, "oh, yo I didn't know, I thought she's doin business" 

I said, "yeah, well it's true that she's a ho" 

He said, "she with you, playa? cause I'd really like to buck her" 

looked at her, said, "baby, I'm a raw mother fucker" 

I said, "yeah, that might be true, but she don't need another nucka" 

Ain't no choosin, jump off slick, this one here's my snucka" 

He said, "whatchu mean by snucka?" 

"It ain't too hard to figga 

You call your nigga nucka, snucka means she-nigga 

And figure this too, the bitch is down for my dirty drawers 

Find another ho to go for yours" 

He said, "but, I like her" 

I said, "you must be a rookie" 

Now figure this three, he cut me off and stepped to Cookie 

He said, "how do you feel about this, my dear?" 

I said, "nigga you don't check my bitch like I ain't standin here! 

Now I told you that this woman sells pussy for me 

You and her ain't the two, and we ain't the three 

But most of all nigga, I ain't the one 

Now back the fuck up off me son" 

He said, "to buck another man's game is a shame" 

I said, "leakin ass nigga, game recognize game 

Now I told you that's my people and I gave you a chance" 

Reached down and started pullin up the two from my pants 

Shoulda capped his ass, instead 

I look up and Wes done wrapped a pool stick round this nigga's head 

So I put my shit away, we beat him down cowboy style 

Cookie runs up and says, "baby you okay?" 

I says, "yo, all this excitements got you dizzy 

What cha watchin? bitch get busy! 

Go back outside and finish gettin my money!" 

The bartender laughed, said, "you pimp niggas is funny" 

And I'll tell you once again 

It blows my mind, when I think how I was living back then 

Cause yo 

It's a good thing that I'm rappin 

If it wasn't for the rappin I'd be mackin 

Good thing we got music 

If not I'd be stuck with findin a way to get ahead 

And then we got to use it 

It's a good thing that I'm rappin 

If it wasn't for the rappin I'd be mackin 

Good thing we got music 

If not I'd be stuck with findin a way to get ahead 

And then we got to use it 

And you don't stop 

Humpty Hump in the house 

And yo I go, I go 

Doddie-doe-doe, doe-she-doe 

Why must I pimp the ho? 

Nothing but the mack in me 

(.nothin.nothin but the mack in me.) 

You know what I'm sayin 

Doddie-doe-doe, doe-she-doe 

Why must I pimp the ho? 

Nothing but the mack in me 

(.nothin.nothin but the mack in me.) 

Doddie-doe-doe, doe-she-doe 

Why must I pimp the ho? 

Nothing but the mack in me 

(.nothin.nothin but the mack in me.) 

Check it. 

Ho (.do the ho catcher.) 

Ho (.do the ho catcher.) 

(.ho catcher, ho catcher, do the ho catcher.) 

Doddie-doe-doe, doe-she-doe 

Why must I pimp the ho? 

Nothing but the mack in me 

(.nothin.nothin but the mack in me.) 

Kick it, doddie-doe-doe, doe-she-doe 

Why must I pimp the ho? 

Nothing but the mack in me 

(.nothin.nothin but the mack in me.) 

I said, doddie-doe-doe pimp the mother fuckin ho 

(.pimp that ho.mack.) 

Yeah bitch and big dicks don't scare ya 

Cause you been a ho too long 

Know what I'm sayin? yeah 

Pimpinest, pimpinest, pimpinest 

Pimpinest, pimpinest, pimpinest, pimpinest 

Pimps up and hoes down 

Squares don't fuck around town 

Know what I'm sayin? 

Oh yeah, it's time to rest 

Dress and mess 

Count my monies while I read the funnies 

Give my propas while I watch the soap operas 

Cause it's pimpin, understand me? 

Bitch what cha doin on your ass? 

Watchin the cars pass 

Pat your feet on the concrete 

And go get my money woman! 

{Goes into extremely long list of shout outs}