Lyrics:
niggas look up to Gotti and I understand why
Ain't on this slick shit nigga, I see eye to eye
Running 'round, talking down, playing games, nigga die
[Lil' Jon]
Whats up with these tryin' to play a nigga
? hoes straight stay a nigga
No more dick in yo pussy just stick with your throat
You ain't
secret features
Game preachers move yo' pimpin' for you mamasitas
We players on the field, why'all niggas in them bleachers
[Chorus: 8 ball: x2]
You
(Tell 'em the truth close to move)
I am a hustler?
(Get yours)
Am I pimpin'? Uh Huh
Ho move real fast
(Don't be slacking up)
You don't like yo' job.
your nose
Dose em up till you get dozed
Pushing up daisies you will get drove
By a remote control
My body hosted by Yah
Which is my soul control
Pimpin
This is AB Gravy speaking
-Hey put your gun down
It ain't even like that dawg
Nah man, we don't play that round here
This is magnificin pimpin'
Repeat
it's alive
pimpin is misunderstood by those who can't, that's why they said it died
others tried pimpin, but were only makin chump change
one track
to tha grave
It's going down, mo-yo, feel this here baby
(verse 1: D-Gotti)
These blades are choppin'
And these babes are boppin'
Got a cup full of mud
Yeah nigga it's whatever
Yeah bitch it's whatever
Yeah I am
I'll never let my niggas down
No I never put some choppas down
Hit your bitch when I
Everybody get up
Shake your rump
Get down
Get up
Get down
Shake your rump
Get down
Get up
Get down
Everybody get up
(Woo, yeah)
(Woo, uh, hey)
you like the first part
In Menace I I Society
Like Cypress Hill, yo, I'm insane
I'll shoot a hole in your toe
I'll make you jump like the House of Pain
who tripping true spitting
Cadillac coupe dipping
Crew whippin wit yo bitch present
This is new pimpin
Roll up get a cup only Hennessy sippin
West Coast
cleaned up mine
I'm still paranoid though, from what I left behind
Gotta put me some gloves on, they **** with Buck now
Tryna slow me down, got me **** in
Doing things by the dozen
Always up am coming
And that is what your girl love
I ain't into cuffin naw
Ain't no Jon gotti but my Johnson is dapper
In
Yeah nigga, it's whatever
Yeah bitch, it's whatever
Yeah, I am
I'll never let my niggas down
Nah, I'll never put them choppas down
Hit your bitch
Yeah nigga, it's whatever
Yeah bitch, it's whatever
Yeah, I am
I'll never let my niggas down
Nah, I'll never put them choppas down
Hit your bitch
never let my niggas down
Nah, I'll never put them choppas down
Hit your bitch when I come in town
She ain't never let a nigga down
Been running
doors
Got my old-school Chevelle and it's ruby brown
And that car make that vroom-vroom, sk...rrrrt sound
When I pass by your place they say, "Turn down
The same hoes
The same hoes
Me and Justin Bieber fuck the same hoes
Me and Snoop Dogg, we fuck the same hoes
Me and Yo Gotti fuck the same hoes
The same
of Cris with ma-ma
Put the bar on the tab for ma-ma
Throwin' hundreds up for grabs for ma-ma
Cause it's about to go down tonight
I'm a be drinkin' 'til
with ma-ma
Put the bar on the tab for ma-ma
Throwin' hundreds up for grabs for ma-ma
Cause it's about to go down tonight
I'm a be drinkin' 'til the early
ins, stack while you still po pimpin up in a old Lac
You got to school me though
Got me everything down to my kings so you owe it to dough
Treat a trick
in court, fuck what you thought
It's street nights
I put the game down first
Put my niggas up on it
Now we Amerikaz Most Wanted, feel me?
Since my
me fightin' these 3 Strikes
Showin' up in court fuck what you thought it's three nights
I put the game down first put my niggas up on it
Now we
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