Space Age in baby Right right right right One time Beyotch Yeah you know how they like it baby n***a you can't retire One:Too Eightball From nineteen eighty through eighty eight I Don't Stop Rappin like my first tapes When I was broke I used to sell em instantly Instantly One look you could tell it was the pimp in me Pimp in me In eighty nine I went on tour with Eazy E Eazy E A bunch of fine b***hes tryin to sleep with me Every night sold out turnin young h*es Tell her baby no doubt stick this d**k in yo' mouth I smoked a lot of w**d I said a lot of rhymes Always f**ked up in n***az b***hes all the time Now I'm ridin on twenties wearin nice clothes But ain't nuttin like pimpin h*es and ridin Vogues I live a good life in my pursuit of happiness I'm so glad to get to the point of havin this Opportunity for you and me to pass it on Two years ago I thought it'd be my last song Me Squeaky Flex and J on Saratoga Street Smokin white boys bumpin d**efiend beats Eighty eight my pockets wasn't straight but I was makin it N***az like Lil' Tim was out there ballin sellin cakes n s**t I was right there on the Mob Circle writin raps All about my snaps tryin to put Ball and G on the map Nowadays I own my s**t and bone bad b***hes Kickin it with rich n***az in rollers and candy sixes Deliverin hot s**t like Pizza Hut for them hardcore thugs N***az who pimp b***hes and hit the highway with them d**gs Feel my flow mix it in witcha chronic main Dawg I don't know why you tryin to leave this game State to state plenty h*es and plenty money to make Writing raps makin more than them n***az movin weight The game been good to me and I know that muhf**ka bless you Thanks for passin game now let's get out here and make this loot I won't stop rappin I don't stop rappin I got too much money b***h I can't stop rappin We some presidential players with money by the layers Ain't nuthin you broke a*s n***az do that can fade us I won't stop rappin I don't stop rappin I got too much money b***h I can't stop rappin I drive fast cars eat lunch by lakes And meet a hundred different b***hes when I drop new tapes I had to sacrifice get things right In this rap life I paid my dues Learn how to crawl before I walk Then I learned how to tie my shoes Tryin crime but it just didn't work for me Matter of fact it did it worse for me Gettin eyes scarred bein weak one time ya hard It can only do hurt to me So I sucked up my peer pressure and my pride And realized that this rap s**t was gon help me to survive Stay alive go with the flow but don't be no muhf**kin fool Hell this music thing is all I got I ain't makin straight A's in school And ain't wind up to be dumber n***a only to be different So all the s**t that you think we are the s**t that we isn't When you raised up where I come from make it out is a blessing Cause half the cats where I come from don't ever learn they lessons My first love even before I had a daughter or a lady Was rappin sweet lyrics I love you my baby MJG what you see on TV is fame But the rapper I let loose almost anything I love this game I won't stop rappin I don't stop rappin I make too much money b***h I can't stop rappin I live the fast life of a MC And I sell a lot of records makin pimp beats I could do a show tonight and make ten G's F**k 'til the mornin sleep late and smoke w**d Three cars in my garage truck in the driveway I always get my d**k sucked on the highway My way Pimp 'til I dieee F**k a h*e Unless that h*e is breakin me off some dough to hit the studio Blowin n***az ain't knowin how far this s**t is goin I wrote all my s**t but n***az always talkin bout what I owe them But I'm gon' show them real n***az stand on they own ten toes So I'ma make all the money and try my best to f**k all these h*es Friend or foe a b***h or h*e rich or po' Eightball got flow MJG Here comes the one they call the P I M P never will retire The tree high green leaf helps me to get higher Eightball and MJG Too we all must be The pimps of the industry s**t people pretend to be F**k so why should we settle down Leave the kitchen put the kettles down Stop from fillin all you h*es