Lyrics:
Yo, Fresh, you ready?
I'm ready, man, let me do this (run it, run it)
What? What? What? What? (Sheeit)
What? What? What? What you, what you need,
I'm Imp the Dimp, the ladies' pimp
The women fight for my delight
But I'm the grandmaster with the three MCs
That shock the house for the young
I'm Imp the Dimp, the ladies' pimp
The women fight for my delight
But I'm the grandmaster with the three MCs
That shock the house for the young
his brain was infected by devils (3X)
[Verse Two: Cage]
I survived abortion; got mushed in that canister shaped coffin
til stolen ("that bitch") from
(Yah-Yah)
Chain reaction
I lock on my energy to enemies
Dagger cut through anything
I'm aimin' like it's huntin' season
(Bah) red eye on that choppa
That shit
(Uh, uh)
I'm in competition with the opposition 'til they dead
I don't fall asleep on pussy niggas, pistol by the bed
My lil' nigga retarded, he give
know I'm federal property now
And this that "Federal Contraband" music, man, part three on the way ASAP
Free the whole Choppa Gang, free CMO
Certified
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
i'm the a one shit and niggas wanna smell it
Breaking new mutha fucka now go run and tell it
Natural red taking over thats the headline
You bitches
Showtime
Let's go
I'm ready, I'm ready
You ready?
Let's go
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 times on you niggas, I stunt
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8,
of Camels
(Damn, Jam, this shit a vibe)
Every day we head hunting, red rumin'
I can't keep it out my fucking mind
We wait 'til nighttime then we ride
your wifey's tits
Fake like the shit that's inside Kylie's lips
Fake like Chinese whips
I'm smoking til I got Chinese eyes
I know a couple on job Chinese
I'ma" (Bzzz)
Buzz him
[Verse 2]
Everything y'all love I'm touchin'
'Ready gone die, fuck em
Bonafide hustler, dude in a tank
Do a clown, undo now who
a porcupine how sharp am I?
But niggas wanna bring out the dark in I
But me I'm so bright I keep walking by
Keep barking hater yeah ya talk a lot but me
I'm
y'all niggaz ready for this Silkk the Shocker shit?
(Y'all niggaz out there bangin) Switch! (claimin red and blue)
y'all niggaz bout it? Nigga be
get like I'm Gillette
Not like I'm Penn, but you make sure to Teller
No matter what they say, I can't be fooled either
You can not touch me, I'm all by
Searching for a score
A bag full of notes with range
That don't have me door to door
Fuck it ya I'm done with these jobs
I'm ready to swim, shit, and never
the wickedness
So shut the fuck up, and listen while I'm kickin' this (pump, pump)
Blam blam, blam 'til dem fall
Listen to dem shots from my nigga Doggy Dogg
the wickedness
So shut the fuck up, and listen while I'm kickin' this (pump, pump)
Blam blam, blam 'til dem fall
Listen to dem shots from my nigga Doggy Dogg
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
Cause I've been saved by mo' bells than Lark Vorhees
Man fuck that nigga 'Cris man, for real man. I'm tired of
this shit man. Man I try to rap for
4, 3, 2, 1
[redman] hahh [method] hah
[method] yeah [redman] yeahhh
[ll cool j] make it butter
[redman] I'm gonna bankhead bounce!
[ll cool j] no
the reason she chose, as the regency rolls, on zeros, the pearl white Olds
Mobile, shit I'm a ride high til I die or get killed
Smoke like fields, forever
lipsticks all on me, I count to three, and then I'm coming baby (Ready or not, we won't Stop until the morning comes)
Skin softer than I'll ever understand,
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