South Circle - Attitudes lyrics

They say that pimpin's a necessity, damn
It's a trip how God been blessin me
Cause if you know like I know
Then y'all know it's some jealousy
Floatin through the hood
Ill communication on a brother
Other niggas pull triggers cause
A nigga's gettin richer
So I sit back and smoke a spliff
Ahhh do you know where you are?
On a planet where the
Pimps fill the atmosphere
Thinkin to yoself, "Damn, should I be here?"
But it don't matter to the player hater
Cause he'll sweat you now or
He'll sweat you later
Until you reach the peak of all peaks
Then you let him speak
And still he sweats the technique
See, it's no doubt that Suave's gon' come up
No doubt that niggas gon' run up
No doubt that did he die, yeah
He got done up
Who's my witness? (It's all about a baller)
Players, get this (cause niggas livin larger)
And if you struggle, then you
Hustle, if you hustle, then you struggle
Bustafied niggas
Seems they can never move a muscle
Except for stickin they hands out to see
What a nigga can pass out
It's yo attitude that's keepin you assed out
It's yo attitude that's what describes you
Be what you wanna be yeah
Do what you gotta do yeah

I'm givin out buster cards, here fool
Take one make some copies for yo click
And stay off my dick
It's a trip, a bitch in hustler's clothing
The hoe wasn't showin
So I had no way of knowin
While smilin in my face he
Stabbed me in my back
I react like a mack cause
I'm bigger than all that
In fact, fuck you, fraud-ass nigga
See this player figure? Wanna take a picture?
No? What about your bitch, though?
And if she take it with me, partner
She wasn't yours from the get-go
It's so funny, honey got him sprung
But, if she come this way
She gettin bad news and bubble gum
Now 1, 2, this what we gon' do crack a brew
Light a blunt and let me kick what's true
You know you go with the flow
Try to keep your cool
But, you always got to worry
'bout somebody actin a fool
So I use my head, don't let it get me fed
I drink a fifth of 'yac and
Take yo gal to the bed
Instead of straight trippin and
Actin real rude i just charge it to the game
And blame yo player hatin attitude
It's yo attitude that's what describes you
Be what you wanna be yeah
Do what you gotta do yeah

I'm just a late night creeper
High powered like I'm Eisenhower
At the drop of a dime I'll get mine
Wine and dine on the heighest tower
Now who's that man in the black suit
Will he back you
If he have to, or slap you, then jack you
Nobody knows as the story goes
Cause in my world it's just one of
Me and a bunch of hoes
I kicks that pimp shit to my real niggas
Then I sit back and let my niggas kick
That pimp shit to they real nigga

Slick rhymer
Mircrophone Prime Time like Deion
Peons get popped cause when it's on
It don't stop
We dropped the bomb from way down south
Suave House, Suave House
Ain't no need to shout so when it's told
Take heed as I proceed to make cheese
Now muliply my sales by the gals that I cheat
Hm, I'm a Hollywood nigga - not I
I'm real till I die
And that's the reason why it's yo attitude
That's what describes you
Be what you wanna be yeah
Do what you gotta do yeah