Bosses will be bosses, man Hey V, what's happening, baby? This ain't no harder than drivin a big wheel through a Georgia cotton field, man The original game detector About you niggas smugglin, switchin, you know what I mean? Runnin off with all my game.. Oh, who really made this shit possible, nigga?
Now let me take you to the Land that's still the greatest Where the game we display is real contagious It's filled with players, real gees and innovators Beatin on haters like the Oakland Raiders At the club we dance with a gangsta limp Players pop collars and pose like a pimp Strike out in the fall, ridin a haul Now who the hell you thought taught rappers to ball?
Up all night, gotta count your blessings We taught you everything you know, ain't no guessin Like Iceberg Slim and Donald Goines Town niggas from the Bay got it goin on Spittin game, that's what you like So when I'm rappin on the mic, don't bite
Did you know we do this all the time? Are you trying to find some peace of mind? All you need to do is let us lead the way
Pimping, this is what we do all day, every day
Are you looking for that place to go Where the true players kic