Eightball (8Ball)

Eightball (8Ball) - Break A Bitch College lyrics

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This is your teacher  MJG
 Look at me as I write my name on the board
 Class  do you see my name?
 Do you understand my name?

 Well  listen
 Okay
 Class  today at Break A Bitch University
 We will teach young bustas  playa hatas
 And all of these weak  narrow minded young sissies
 How to break a bitch
 Now
 Really  it's so easy

 Mister G  I have a question
 Yes?
 Pimpology today is different than it was in the 70s
 Aha
 I wanna know how can anybody stroll today
 And if so, what proceeds do we have to go through?

 Well, check it out
 First here's what you have to do

 {MJG:}
 It's time to let the p-i-m-p in the fuckin front do'
 One mo' nigga cuttin paper on the down low
 It's so twisted in this white man's society
 Why it be hard for a nigga when he try to be
 Independent, on his own with a plan
 You hate it cause you can't understand how I can
 Rearrange and change how your daughter was raised
 And teach her how to constantly get paid when she's laid
 Ain't no use in bein the freak of the city, you still ain't got no ducats
 You want a rolex or ride buckets?
 Bitch, listen cause you gots plenty of competition from these other hoes
 Who think that you supposed
 To fall dead, short, lame to the game
 Don't worry, put them bitches in your pistol range
 MJ fuckin G settin your mind free with the type of knowledge
 Class has started, day number one in Break-A-Bitch College

 And today, class
 We have a guest speaker, Mister Fat Mac
 Please introduce yourself...

 Good evening, players, good evening
 Eightball the Fat Mac here
 I'm here to let you know
 That these bitches, mean these bustas no good
 You see what I'm sayin?
 Now first of all, class
 Are there any questions?

 Ah yes, Mister Eightball
 You bein a Professor of Pimpology
 Tell me how these niggas let these hoes
 Get em caught up in that fuck shit

 Alright buddy, check this out...

 {Eightball:}
 Once again here I come pushin that funk into your ear
 Do you recall Eightball, the player of the year
 Calm cause I'm cool, and I'm cool cause I'm calm
 Leavin hoes shell-shocked like they fall in Vietnam
 Mayn, some have game, but most of them can't handle this
 Those that I think are stars, end up bein scandalous
 Welfare recipients, crib full of rugrats
 Boost a couple of shirts, and now the bitch think she all that
 Freakazoids have a nigga noid steppin up to me
 Hoes that'll fuck you fast might be packin H.I.V.
 Me, I'm packin jimmy hats
 So a hoe won't give me that
 Shit about she on the pill
 Knowin that her pussy kill
 See, through my education illustrations were the key
 See, where I'm from only bustas have to pay a fee
 Now you might ask what can a nigga do to get started
 Pull a hoe and go enroll in Break-A-Bitch College

 Ah yeah
 Now that was a very nice lecture
 And as I walk back over to the middle of the bulletin board
 I - I kinda figured, I wondered to myself
 And I looked at my class, and I
 It seems that you have more questions
 Is there any more questions?

 Yes
 Yes, Mister MJG
 I have a question
 Yes?
 Ah - in 94
 Do you think - ah
 Any bitches are gonna come up?
 Can - can any bitches be pimps?

 Look here, look here
 Let me tell you...

 {MJG:}
 Now these bitches got a lotta game for a nigga, so
 That made me try to see how to break a hoe
 What exactly would it take for me to make the bitch click
 How damn quick could I make the bitch break a trick
 How fuckin long will it take to make my profit
 And what kinda justice can this hoe do for my pocket
 Talkin space-age pimpin, similar to the oldies
 In ways like keepin our business tight, not by tryina be Goldie
 These niggas gettin they game picked down to the bone
 If you listen on what these hoes have to say, your money's gone
 Nigga, focus on your own rhyme, make em follow your own rules
 Don't be a fool, nigga, bring that bitch on by to school
 I got a class for that ass, and it stars at seven
 'I was a pimp' at ten o'clock, break till eleven
 Future looks good for the smartest
 Niggas in the school of Sir Break-A-Bitch College

 Okay class, okay class
 Everybody just needs to settle down
 Everybody just settle down
 We're gonna break in about 15 minutes
 But we have one more lecture, one more lecture
 Now ehm, eh
 Calm down, calm down
 I'm gonna take one more question
 I'm gonna take -
 Are there any more questions?

 Ah yeah - ah
 I wanna know
 How can a ordinary busta like me
 You know, you know
 ...get in Break-A-Bitch College?

 {Eightball:}
 Not long ago I grew up as a youngster in this shit
 When all I wanted to do is stick my dick up in a bitch
 That dope made my ends, and my ends bought me weed
 And all I wanted to see was them young bitches on they knees
 Uncle Sam, damn, can I get a job, see
 I don't wanna sell this dope, and nope, I don't wanna get out and rob
 Today I was coolin like I usually do
 I met this hoe after a show that wanted to chew me and screw
 Now some busta-ass nigga woulda fucked the bitch
 But at Break-A-Bitch College that's called trickin off your dick
 On the corner ain't no pimps, real players are low-key
 I'm on the verge of a splurge, settin up shop in Tennessee
 Ain't no future for the lame, ain't no love in this game
 Do you fuck them hoes and trust them hoes and love em with no shame?
 9 times out of 10, trick nigga, if you do
 Break-A-Bitch College got a scholarship just for you

 Ah yes
 Damn good class, damn good class
 Wonderful graduates
 I love em all, I love em all

 Now class
 Can you all join in with me
 For our school alma mater
 And let's sing it
 I'm proud to be an alumni
 From Break-A-College
 I'm proud to be
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