'96, ah shit, Ice-T, back representin', nigga, once again   That real shit, nigga   I thought you knew, bitch   Better recognize      Players, check your grip before you get popped   Bitches, get my money before you get dropped   Gotcha, buggin' off the words I say   Because this type of pimpin' happens every day      Niggas wanna know my steelo   Bitches wanna get with the baddest   Hustlin' apparatus   It's the L.A. cash flow, master-roller      No one gets colder, I used to flip boulders   Of caine on my brain, it's outta control, crime plot   A dead-ass cop and muthafuckas get got   In the game it ain't safe for the weak or the timid      Known to break a bitch but barely rarely slide up in it   So you see me in a club, grab your woman like you wanna   Blink your eyes and the freak is out there freezin' on the corner   She got caught by the curls and the jewels   Lookin' for a nigga that is quick to pull tools      Now she's breakin' herself, makin' herself   Respect my technique of pimpin', minus all simpin'   Check it bitches, it ain't nothin' nice   You're gonna seal or sell pussy if you roll with the Ice      Players, check your grip before you get popped   Bitches, get my money before you get dropped   Gotcha, buggin' off the words I say   Because this type of pimpin' happens every day      Oh, my God, the nigga rolls hard   Every player mentions me   The hustler of the century   (Ice, that nigga ain't nothin' nice)      I got more freaks than Heff', my bankroll's off vice   Commandin' straight pimp tactics   None of y'all can match this   Meet a freak in a week, her workplace a matress      Really though, recognize the pimp type flow   I don't smoke endo, I count cash on my patio   So much love on the streets, don't need no bodyguard   Big up to my homies with the pimp type nod      I'm off the hook, checkin' traps in Vegas   Full link mink with the matchin' borsalino   I change cars like you change drawers, bitch   I got a stable full of thoroughbreds that make me rich   Niggas hate me, 'cause they can't control they roll   They see that fat old ass and start givin' me cash      Players, check your grip before you get popped   Bitches, get my money before you get dropped   Gotcha, buggin' off the words I say   Because this type of pimpin' happens every day      My mind's blown off fine champagne   So bent on currency, got green in my vein   So damn smooth that every woman wanna touch me   So much sexuality that nuns wanna fuck me      I kick back with my pimpin' ballin' brothers   Stand over the bed, dump the cash on the covers   The game's got me, I'm a slave to the roll   Hoes belong on the track and I belong in gold      Silk and satin, I deserve a pimpin' pattin'   Been in the life so long cause I stomp bitches who start rattin'   Mostly friendly, but do got that gorilla in me   Save it for the player hater, niggas with the envy      Lot of niggas talk it, but they can't hold a hooker   Ice took her, she was too long a looker   It's strictly straight lace hustlin' on mine   I been pimpin' all my life and I don't mind dyin'      Players, check your grip before you get popped   Bitches, get my money before you get dropped   Gotcha, buggin' off the words I say   Because this type of pimpin' happens every day