Letras
Hmm, it's going down, know what I'm talking 'bout
Hold up, yeah
Dedicated to everybody that's been a part of the struggle, know what I'm saying?
Hold up
Everybody who's got loved ones locked up in that system
Say man if your people locked up, you need to stay down with your folks
'Cause commissary is very necessary, know what I'm talking 'bout
Young Pimp out here representing for y'all, hold up
I'm back on the slab, back on the block
Where them hustlers breathe that air and drank them fo's on quarter rocks
The boy Emmitt had me shining when I stepped out the door
I thought I had enough, but James told it give me some more
And the same damn day, I went to the Bentley lot
Off the show room floor, I copped and spurred, that thang was hot
But I bet all you busters already knew that
'Cause I was all on the internet gettin' my shine back
Making rhymes stack, pimping with my mic
Everybody want a piece 'cause Sweet Jones is what they like
They like to pimp his steak and shrimp, hit well like a pimp
Back floor, 'Lac low, UGK is back, oh!
Free, and I'm free
(Now I got the world screaming, free Pimp C)
Free, and I'm free
(Gavel knock on your life, ain't no stopping me)
It was "Free Pimp C," but now see, the pimp free
Old school gave me that before I left that CT
Terrell check my bezzle on this platinum Jacob watch
They locked up my body but my mind never stopped
'Cause I was plotting, and planning, and scheming everyday
Gettin' ready for my release, so, I can steal the game away
From all these clone type peekers tryna sound like Pimp C
He's okay, but he's not me by a long shot 'cause 'bout tryna steal to me
Them boys might run BET but trick we run the streets
It's me and Bun B, that's for life, we the trill
When you see a pimp shinin', trick, tell me how you feel
Free, and I'm free
(Now I got the world screaming free Pimp C)
Free, and I'm free
(Gavel knock on your life, ain't no stopping me)
I did four years tops, never hit PC
Did my time in Population with the real OG's
I seen a whole lot of pain, men doing they bids
Most of us praying and dudes tryna get home to they kids
Wasn't nothing like "Oz," a bunch of iron and bars
Bunch of player hating snitches, talking to the guards
And a whole penitentiary being ran by broads
Some of them kept it one hundred, most of them was fraud
Seen a whole lot of chumps, con men in buckles
Some big time dealers, kidnappers and busters
Pimps and playas, I seen some kill with they hand
But I still don't believe the pen is no place for no man!
Free, and I'm free (but I still don't believe the pen is no place for no man)
Hold up, know what I'm talking 'bout?
(Now I got the world screaming free Pimp C)
Modern day slavery down here, know what I'm saying?
Hold up
I'm free
(Gavel knock on your life, ain't no stopping me)
Yeah
Dedicated to everybody ain't gon' never make it up out there, know what I'm saying?
Everybody doing life
Keep y'all head up
Don't get fed up
Do your time, don't let your time do you
Young Pimp
Picture me rolling, know what I'm talking 'bout?
Like Pac told 'em when he came home
Jumped in the 500
Yeah, I'm free