Suga Free - The New Testament (2004) by Suga Free (보컬) on maniadb.com

[Verse 1]
Okay which way you wanna go nigga
Left, right, up, down, come on man
Just find it on yourself, man come on now
Here's probably a bit too much
Pimps went dead with this year's shit
Man pimp pimp pimp pimp, you got chewed up
Lisa had a problem
She never realized that all the dick she was suckin
In the hood, she could have made herself mountains
But it's my fault cause she a ho and didn't listen to a pimp
So she writin you in the pen over and over again
See I believe in servin a nigga his papers wHen I knock his ho
Like a pimp did me on Beach Blvd, though
I got knocked, gon get knocked, de-knocked, re-knocked
But I'ma knick-knock my motherfuckin self, I'm Suga Free, ha
I, capital P-I, oh my, M-P, oh I, for life
Knock knock for winter (ha ha), me too
Like a R-2 twin magnetic pimp response
Plus yo ass sweatin me like a cheap suit

[Chorus]
Just when you thought the pimpin was in you
Ah ah, it's just on you (I can't warn you)
What's wrong? Kitty cat get her nosebleed?
It's red ribbon week? It's just on you (you can't win)
Fire engines, and ????
It's just on you (you can't win)
And just when you thought that $500 was for another abortion Voucher
,it's just on you (I can't warn you)

[Verse 2]
Now I, can't, believe, how, y'all, niggaz
Still, don't, know, how, a ho, go back
They make more, pay more
A doctor or a nurse or a VET!
They say a pimp walked on water, and he never got wet
See sometime it feel like the pimpin be dead
But that's a temporary condition too
I called the pimp god he could be a ho
But he called back (cool)
And I can't believe how some of y'all niggaz
Let the glory pass you by
But steady wanna pick my brain about the game and ask why
And if it wasn't for tony
Y'all motherfuckers'd still be ridin around Pomona Gospel
Spittin like bitches to my homies

[Chorus]
It's gon rain for 40 days and 40 nights
Suckers, it's just on you (we can't warn you)
When she disrespect you in front of your homeboys
You are the weakest link, cause it's just on you (you can't win)
Man I mean she gon be either a stand-up ho
Or a fall-down bitch, man it's just on you (we can't warn you )
Now you know you're with a square when Red Cross won't give her coffee

[Verse 3]
God said he wasn't gon put no more meat that I could stand
Ho it mean after you leave me I cop and blow
And be the chain of command (Amen)
Here's a story about a pimp that they ain't took out yet
But died 8 or 9 times and ain't found him yet
I tell your man I just be sittin back lookin (lookin)
Listenin (listenin), learnin (learnin)
Pimpin (pimpin), and I don't see no difference
Peep, wolf disguised as sheep
That's how I stalk my prey
Every single day, I don't know no other way
Born again! Pimp different, hear different, feel different
Look different, Walk different, talk different
And the tricks you fuckin never try to keep up with him
That's what they do
Don't even think you fuckin her better than him
I mean the joint bout-it man will knock you straight on your back
Just like you got the Holy Ghost, feelin good, go like that
And to inquirin minds that wanna know
I got on Stains, fucked it up
Popped the pen, I left with my ho

[Chorus]
And outta all the pimpin goin on around you
It's just on you
I mean that a goddamn drop touched on yo ass
It's just on you
Mean to tell me you mad at the pimpin cause
You don't see no difference? (it's just on you)
Just when you got a taste for steak in your mouth
She gave you bologna cause it's just on you
When she said all she did was kiss
And you said okay that's when she knew it's just on you
Just when you thought that givin her all that dick
Was the shit nigga I couldn't warn you
Better get yo ass way from around here
I ain't playin (Couldn't warn you)
Be good or be good at it
Goddamnit, it's just on you
I'ma go in a worm but I'ma come out a butterfly motherfucker
It's just on you
Relax all your muscles (it's just on you)

(Suga Free)
Man, she lookin' for somebody that'll pay her rent
And grab her hair and hit her from the back and call her a bitch
Ol' nice ass nigga gets no respect
But I'll slap her in a minute and break her god damn neck
Things gon' never change huh? Sure the fuck not
I'ma pimp a prostitute because the game don't stop
I bet I'll see a brighter day though... what?
And if she disrespect the pimp she gettin' fucked up
She used to hoola-hoop, deal it with
Now she whip it on a trick so we can stack them chips
Tryin' to argue with a pimp just to see what I'll do
I'm into breakin' fingernails, what you heard was true
I'm tryin' to pimp 'til I just can't pimp no more
And it's nothin' to a pimp to go and get him some more
Cause niggaz dress funny, act funny, walk funny, talk funny
Never realizin' that she only want your money, dummy

*scratching*

(Hi-C)
(Hey hey!) The hustler meets the pimp
And I'ma put it in your mouth like steak and skrimp
Fly high in the sky like a Goodyear blimp
Wear rubbers so I don't go out like Shawn Kemp
Back in the day she double dutch
Now she clutch nuts and double bust
Lookin' for that good, in God we trust
While the homies get high off angel dust
What Coast you bang? The left or the right?
What type of colors you like? The dark or the bright?
It don't matter 'cause it's on tonight
I wish a motherfucker would try to start a fight
(So whooot!) The homies 'bout thirty deep
And lil' nigga, you won't hit water at the beach
And you can't see the forest for the trees
Cause you fuckin' with some real O.G.'s

*scratching*

(Suga Free)
It ain't about your coochie baby, uh-uh
You got the wrong idea don't you?, uh-hu
She got to tellin' me her life story, and it's all the same
And after slappin' that bitch she respects my game
She ran away when she was little 'cause she learned to hoe
And got smart 'cause she don't give it up for free no more
We take a real square bitch and get to turnin' her out
Cause she tired of y'all niggaz runnin' off at the mouth
She wanna go places, not the same shit
Y'all tricks speak a real funny language
Act funny when a bitch come around you huh?
But you can have her for a minute if you payin' her right
Don't get mad nigga - this ain't for you
You a trick and you expect the bitch to love you?
Man, I got some bones in my body that you wish you had
And when she talkin' that shit you never beat her ass

*scratching*