Li'l homie Captain Kirk here just put his cape on and tricked off a whole roll of quarters so some girl could get her laundry done.
I recently read an article from my brethren over at the Sharecropper’s Almanac on the subject of trickin’:
If you knew better you’d do better: “Trickin Wasn’t Easy”
After giving it some thought, I decided to weigh in on the topic as well, sort of as an addendum to The Jump-Off Rules I wrote about earlier this week. The game is currently in a twist.
Captain Save-A-Ho Hall of Fame: I Love New York's Tailor-Made...bet you a cable bill he still hasn't hit it.
There was a time when we listened to E-40 & The Click’s “Captain Save-A-Ho” (see link to video below) and various songs by UGK and sopped up some of that good game that was being thrown our way. Now we listen to sh*t like “Throw It In The Bag” (new tricknotic trash) by Fabolous and “Whatever You Like” (played out tricknotic trash) by T.I. like there’s nothing wrong with what is being said in these songs. And as far as T.I. is concerned…we’ve seen his wife (no further comment). And when they met, she was doing better at that time than he was, which means his trickin’ is either fictional or he’s trickin’ on extramarital jump-offs, which is a McNair-McNoNo. For the record, it is not trickin’ if you have established the woman as wife or wifey. It’s called taking care of home. This is where I’m at now. Trickin’ is when you spend money, take trips, and pay bills to woo a woman who you have not established a committed relationship with and haven’t even gotten the undies from yet.
There’s an old ghetto adage that says “it ain’t trickin’ if you got it”. This is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard. It’s not about money, but pride. Why pay for what comes for free? If you gotta pay to play, you just need to give up the game altogether. Go to pornhub.com and stock up on lotion. Stop messing the game up for all the real dudes out there who have to re-program the females you’ve spoiled into expecting Butterfield 9 and St. Bart’s on date one. I’m not knockin’ the ladies hustle…if you can get it out of one of these Big Shrimpin’ dudes out here who aren’t adhering to the blueprint, then by all means, get your toes done. But to the dudes…I have been the dude whose house you dropped her off at after wining & dining her. I appreciated that in my backsliding years, so thank you. You got dressed up, fed babygirl, ordered a bottle of Mo’ and maybe even took her shopping only to drop her off at my old studio apartment where I was waiting in a doo-rag, gym shorts, and folded-back houseshoes eating chili Fritos and drinking a watermelon Arizona, waiting for the jump-off you just tricked your paycheck off on only for a kiss on the cheek. She might have even brought me a plate. Good lookin’ out, homie.
“F*** that what they talkin’ about
I’ll save a ho, yeah Ha ha…
Yeah baby, what’s up? You wanna get your hair done?
Come on, let’s go down to Lee and Kim’s Nails
We can get your nails done, get your hair done…
What about your kids? How many kids you got? Two?
Ah, yeah that’s cool we can go feed and clothe them kids
We can go down and get the hook-up at Durant Square
Yeah baby, I do anything for ya
Want your phone cranked on, I can get it cranked on in my name
Matter of fact, I’ll get you a cellular phone and a pager
We can get that package deal down there at uh, Cellular One
Baby I’m here for you…I got you.”
Hector the Ho Protector (outro), “Captain Save A Ho” by E-40 & The Click
Fabolous simultaneously f's up the game and plays himself with one song.
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16 07 2009...and it's a one-story, apparently right off Slauson.
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