She Couldn't Make It On Her Own

(альбом: I Am The West - 2010)

She had to get the pimp,
She couldn't make it on her own! ("Bangladesh!")
She had to get the pimp,
She couldn't make it on her own!
She had to get the pimp,
She couldn't make it on her own!
She had to get the pimp,
She couldn't make it on her own!

California Air!
Chain all blue like it's running out of air.
I keep a bad bitch with a fat derriere,
And u know that hoe fresher than a new pair.
Retro elevens on the pedal! I'm taking this to the next level
Competition
And if you niggas still wanna make a deal with the devil,
I can help you meet him, introduce you to my barrel! (my barrel...)
All you artists walking 'round with yo' wack raps (wack raps!)
They getting fucked by the game Kat Stacks! (Kat Stacks!)
And any nigga thinking he can make it happen
I'll be outside of Staples with the bitches and phantom. Muhfucka!

Pull up on them bitches, stepping out on 30" inches
In my L.A. Dodger fitted, with some Louie V. stiching.
Niggas wanna catch me slipping. Yeah; they praying and they wishing
Cause a nigga clockin dough and I'm fucking all they bitches!
("Yo! You fucking all they bitches? ") Yeah, I'm fucking all they bitches!
If it's money over bitches, then I'm preaching my religion.
Cause this game that I'm living, 'bout as cold as my wrist is
If you know my paps; then you know I'm 'bout the business! (business!)
Smoke big trees! (big trees!) Christmas! (Christmas!)

My flow retarded nigga! (my flow retarted nigga!) Gifted! (gifted!)
This games' a bitch! Watch me pimp it!

She had to get the pimp,
She couldn't make it on her own!
She had to get the pimp,
She couldn't make it on her own! (She had to!)
She had to get the pimp,
She couldn't make it on her own!
She had to get the pimp,
She couldn't make it on her own! (What about me?)

If you don't kick it with' me who you gon' kick it with'?! (kick it with'!)
Ice Cube is the shit! Who you been speaking with'? (speaking with'!)
They been lying to you, if they told you diff-er-ent, (diff-er-ent!)
I got a diff-er-ent cool type of tempera-ment. (tempera-ment!)
WestCoast style, baby; on some California shit. (California shit!)
They might've told ya that I was hard on the bitch (on the bitch!)
You know how it go some bitches think they slick (think they slick!)
Look at me and think they about to get rich. (get rich!)
Uh-ohh! (uh-ohh!) Danger! (danger!)
You are (you are!) a stranger! (a stranger!)
Who am I? I am the long ranger.
Tonto tell em'. I'll run yo fucking ass through the ringer. It goes...

What about me?
What about me?
What about me?