Lyrics:
[Slim Thug]
Say P, man the other day, boy I'm at the club, mane with this broad or whatever. I walk in, I see her
talkin' to some dude or whatever
the chrome and let's swang)
Tigers all up in the wall
(Some bitches in the back and a pocket full of scratch
take a match and spark up a little bud
Big Hawk, DJ Screw, Big Moe and Pimp C
I'm a Shine for my city fuck them haters talkin' down
So holla at a nigga when you see me walkin' round
07 was
need 5 keys
Every time you see my face, just
Throw Ya Hood Up
If you're greedy, grimey, janky, sheisty
Just like I see, the 3-time felon
Zig-Zag inhalin
conspiracy made by the rest no doubt
It's like the game is designed to keep the left coast out
So how 'bout instead of doin 106th & Park
we do 108th
Check it out, 1996, bitches still suckin on dicks
Hoes just trippin' mayne
Choosin, they men by what kinda cars they drive
What kinda keys you
stop
Drop, 4 g's wit' ease, down at 4 li's wit' g's down at
And soon as I leave, auto crank the car wit' my keys
And bet, anytime I see ya I got my
what I see pushed on tv
CC me on the green leaves
Tea steeped
Locks lush
About to speed up
Keys pushed
Not trying to keep up
Team us
Sparkle no
the middle of the map where the river run deep
Up I-55 where them niggas run D
Got a pocket full of stones along wit Bun B, Pimp C
Love didn't have it, I
then they came to piles
And then them fiends started hittin crack viles
(Pimp C)
Back in the days they used to run up sayin Pimp C what ya know?
I
to the left gold dadens on them thang
I'm the MJG pimp tight
Put it to the floor 5 0 swang a right
In a pina butta guts is a must
Drivin' in the shop
fly like a bird
I'm talking my game they feeling My words
I'm smooth like im pimp C
Take a lot to move me
When i move a horror scene Wont let you play
Down south slangin
Rollin with these hustlers
Tryin to get rid a you hatas and you bustas
[pimp c]
I got the cocaine lady, white lady, by the key
I get
games
I'm a P-IM-P, full speed through your dame
I'm loved by blue
And my niggas in the flame
These niggas better chill
I'm the Truth in the game
Leather
seems for tales of trouble.
Well the pimp was elusive surrounded by guards, to get a clean shot it was going to be hard. Kept them in sight, pimp had
a whole band, all on some jeans
I gotta get the bag by any means
She baldhead but no Mr.Clean
Been Wu Tang i'm getting this C.R.E.A.M.
Jump in a vette
a mark
I bet you get your ass kicked hanging at the park, bitch!
You'd better watch your back
Before you get jacked by a nigga with a gat
Cause Life is
shot-callers (shot up the chrome and let's swang)
Tigers all up in the wall
(some bitches in the back and a pocket full of scratch
Take a match and spark up
Big Hawk, DJ Screw, Big Moe and Pimp C
I'm a Shine for my city fuck them haters talkin' down
So holla at a nigga when you see me walkin' round
07 was
Big Hawk, DJ Screw, Big Moe and Pimp C
I'm a Shine for my city fuck them haters talkin' down
So holla at a nigga when you see me walkin' round
07 was
Young Smacka Rockin Shows Sucka To My
Rhyme & He Swangs What I Shot Him Fo.
I Aint A Pimp But I'm Constantly Knockin Hoes.
Squashin Tha Beef With Bread I
to the left gold dadens on them thang
I'm the MJG pimp tight
Put it to the floor 5 0 swang a right
In a pina butta guts is a must
Drivin' in the shop
I do this shit for the city, swangin'
I've got wood grain in my Leffries
Pimp C is the greatest
Motherfucker, talkin' down is a death wish
Codeine is
hard on these stank hoes
What the pimp of C.M.R do to them be so cold
I'm still taxing these wanna be bitch niggas
I sell the coke by the pound
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