Breakin' Old Habits (feat. T.I. And Slim Thug)

Hey, what it is pimpin'?

Slim Thug and T.I.P. doing it B.I.G. with B.I.G.

You understand what I'm sayin'?

Hey, P.S.C. pimpin', y'all already know what it is, man

It's a bad boy thing, man

Grand Hustle collaboration, y'all already know, man

Boss Hog, what's happenin'?

Hey, A town pimpin' (Slim Thugga)

I roll strapped, Glock .40 in my lap

I rap, but still think like I'm grinding in the trap

Tryin' to adapt to the change from the streets to the game

Can't be sellin' CDs and still sellin' them things

The snitches drop names and bring a lot of problems

And puttin' somethin' in they head the only way you gon' solve 'em

Jackers stay plottin', watchin' your every move

And the minute you snooze will be the minute you lose, dude

That's the rules, so I cruise with the tools

To fix the damn fools that think I'm slipping with my jewels

Breakin' old habits so hard to do

That's why you see me on the same block with the same crew

And e'rybody sitting fat, living good

And I'm the only **** that be rappin' in my hood

I was raised by the hustlers and ganged by the G's

And taught by the bosses how to stack that cheese

You got rich and G shit is still a part of you

'Cause breakin' old habits so hard to do

You still watch for the haters and the robbing crew

'Cause breakin' old habits so hard to do

When on shot that **** like I started to

'Cause breakin' old habits so hard to do

Fresh out the dealership, crackin' open cigars in the coupe

Man, 'cause breakin' old habits so hard to do

Damn, it feel good to see people up on it

Flipped two keys in two weeks and didn't flaunt it

My brain is haunted with mean dreams

GS's with BB's on it, supreme schemes to get richer

Than Richie quickly, **** wanna hit me

If they get me, dress my body in linen by Armani, check it

My lyrical carjack, make your brains splat

High caliber gats is all I fuck with, now peep the rough shit

In my circumference, mad bitches with mad lucci

Bulletproof vests under their coochies

Spittin' my uzi, don't lose me

My trigger **** represent

Drivin' dirty in J30's, gettin' bent

And to my hit hoes, my murder mamis

I be smokin' trees in Belize when they find me

While you still killin' **** with punani

Like Connie and Cyrus up in Cypress

Fuckin' raw, you on the floor with the virus

While I just sling coke, smoke pounds, and choke

Got lawyers watching lawyers so I won't go broke

Now check it, them country **** call me Frank White

I'm squirtin' off in my loft, of course I know my shit's tight

Sunrise, open my eyes, no surprise

Got my shorty flyin' in with keys taped to her thighs

With all the utensils, who hang my china thing

She half black, half oriental, eighty-six, she got me rentals

You got rich and G shit is still a part of you

'Cause breakin' old habits so hard to do

You still watch for the haters and the robbing crew

'Cause breakin' old habits so hard to do

When on shot that **** like I started to

'Cause breakin' old habits so hard to do

Fresh out the dealership, crackin' open cigars in the coupe

Man, 'cause breakin' old habits so hard to do

I used to drive a Chevy Monte Carlo, bricks of blow all in it

I was taught to sell the shit, you put your nose all in it

Let my bitch drive the Benz, but the Rolls off limits

Hey, how you call yourself pimpin' with hoes all in your business?

What it is, the music business or the streets, make a decision

I do this in my sleep and you way out your division, pimp

This game we play for keeps and the rules remain hidden

This ain't a place for lames and that snitching shit is forbidden

After sitting in the kitchen and whipping with hopes of getting it back

All that off a brick to go blow it, so even 50 stacks

And now I'm sittin' back, thinkin' about a time

When a **** get a hunnid G's, think he went down

But never look for loyalty in the game, it ain't there

And things ain't the same, they changed, it ain't fair

Real **** dead, doing their time, and ain't here

You commit the same crime and come home the same year

You got rich and G shit is still a part of you

'Cause breakin' old habits so hard to do

You still watch for the haters and the robbing crew

'Cause breakin' old habits so hard to do

When on shot that **** like I started to

'Cause breakin' old habits so hard to do

Fresh out the dealership, crackin' open cigars in the coupe

Man, 'cause breakin' old habits so hard to do