Big Tymers - Family Affair lyrics

[Pimp C] Comin' through, bumpin' screw, blowin' sweet red hair b**hes slippin' I ain't trippin' it's a family affair If ya click ain't brandin' then ya click ain't sh** Most n***as come around ya just to ride ya dick Cause ya got deep investments in the girl called crack And ya pimp her and ya pipe her and she pay fo' yo Lac Fool, you make a lot of money but cha' talk too much Countin' chickens that ain't there'll get cha' caught in a fuss Makin' false accusations, fake boot in yo mug n***as trippin on that click'll take yo life and yo d** Cause out here ain't no love, just Miller's and k**ers And some trilla life a** n***as, pimpin' hoes like gorillas n***as in Caddys say scrilla but to me it's just ends I'd rather roll 96' Lac than a 83' Benz If you got murderers in yo family put cho' blunt in the air Flippin' and dippin' me and yo chicken, it's a family affair [Hook: Pimp C] Candy paint, sweets and dank, it's a family affair Candy paint, sweets and dank, it's a family affair It's a family affair, it's a family affair Candy paint, sweets and dank, it's a family affair Candy paint, sweets and dank, it's a family affair Candy paint, sweets and dank, it's a family affair It's a family affair, it's a family affair Candy paint, sweets and dank, it's a family affair [Bun B] Port Arthur, Texas represented by long lines and G's Where n***as'll f** you out cho' money, yo mind, yo keys From the days of Pugh boys, tries and Mickey D's fight The fact that Beans was tight, B.V. on Sunday night We had the first family, C and Mr. Chris Brown My n***as DJ and Leroy was puttin' sh** down My DJ burns Volvo, Ski-Daddy and Big Mitch J.B. and Big Bun one crazy son of a b**h Y.G.'s, Lil' Daze, Rat Raw, and Ty B. and the rest The Louis Manor Posse, some of Port Arthur's best And Carver Terrace, known as Jesse Prince House Westside got that way and that power will dismiss y'all BJ, Savanah, 5-0-3, 8th Street and mini-mart Reventual and Beverly's is full of fools with plenty heart And Villa, Main, Jefferson, Rampart longs in ya face With Swisha Sweet Houses all over the place Cause it's a family affair [Hook] [Bun B] Hold up, gots to holla at the playas from my city Real, trill ballers makin' half a** hustlers look sh**ty Talkin' bout Linda Brown, Kita Shirley scratch That chicken coupe, with a flock of birds ready to hatch Lil' Earl, Big Boy fool and Percy Blake our brew Lil' Block, O.B., Squeak can't forget about you B.J., Kiyay, Spoon-Guy we been down here long Lil' Lynn and K-I-R yeah them boys real strong Gary Ellis, B. Cricket, Dooky, Shandre Shagg J-Will, Kite, the sinuses'll k** smokin' big bags Wreckin' Crew, R-B-J, Lucky's in the shack Yeah that P.A. click, they got them stacks and that's a fact [Pimp C] I'm a pimp a** n***a, so I collect riches Don't spend my time trickin' with hoes Ain't supposed to hang with no snitches Now n***as down with this, or down for offerin' shallow pockets But when the drama jump down ain't nobody down but cha' mama Some women f** they men a lot, they think they p**y the bomb No matter how much she f** him, he in another b**h arm And even though you s**ed the mushroom head of his dick He still gon' go back to them hoes cause in his heart he a trick And yo bank account lookin' low My pimpin' is straight lookin' thick She's see the ho and I'm the pimp and straight dis this sh** You can't say ya guard low and ya covers is bare One of my hoes just broke a trick and it's a family affair [Hook]