Good Thing We're Rappin' - 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

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!