Lyrics:
to fill my fucking backyard with your bodyparts
Wussup mista trick
Do you wanna get with this
Pimp type ass bitch down with the Triple 6
My Lexus
up, get on the one way 'cause more Sundays hotter than Monday
Often gettin' trailed by cops, gotta get away by hittin them blocks
Got my glock, never
and buying keys on consignment
I'm about to buy a lab and purchase me a lion
Drug money, it sucks, I'm in the lux, drunk as a fuck
Dick all hard, bitch ass
type?
She asked, "Is that pronounced N-Y-C?", no
That's a niche
Rock Clavin Klein so she can see K
I'm still doing one-twenty on the freeway
She still
with hard rocks (yeah).
From napalms to Uzi's I made G's (say what?),
them build up enough Luther by keys.
No gang affiliation, yo I stood on my own
Take off like rocket I aim at ya socket
Bit of C. Wallace, big poppa I'm sauced in
Uncle Pimp C when a bitch get too bossy
Like Willie D when a nigga
I can show you how to pimp a ho
And if you want it, you can get it nigga - friend of foe
I keeps the mac milli low
Itchy for nothin to crack so I
We about to set this motherfucker off in here tonight!
It be like
This that real shit dog, real shit dog, see man, see man, come
What you say? mr.
cane, ain't got no ming, ain't got no limp
Money exempt, instead you n****s are blimp
And every b**** in every state know Mase is the pimp
See I'm
That's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin', I replace them, huh?
Drunk off Cris', mami on E
Can't keep her little
That's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin', I replace them, huh?
Drunk off Cris', mami on E
Can't keep her little
chased by the fat cat
The muthafucka tryin to run it in the hole
Ain't goin, a muthafucka betta hold that shit
We young niggaz don't hold that shit
If you
of this little punk
Forgot my key and had to ring my bell
My momma came dressed, she said, "Who the hell?"
Wait momma, wait, it's me ya little son
Swang hooks
Like this so cold and deliver so
I resy to go get it
They gon remember me
Three busting coming after Tennessee
No 10 a key
Alphabetical M
[Featuring see Murder Silkk The Shocker]
Water bubbling
Voice in background repeating "make crack like this"
Masta P
Imagine
your dial on 187
Now, some new music by some
Homeboys out of South Central here's ATL
And they called this one livin' like hustlers
Let me start it off,
bitches tryna blow me
I see y’all niggas tryna steal my flow that’s a no no
Don’t make me have to pull up to your show tho
And make that 40 go go
Real
is gone
For them oils I'll ride out
But see keys don't turn Dizaster on
It's traffic on the highway to hell
That's where Dizaster going
I'm on the road
*SilverBlackGuerilla*
King, King King Kong
King Kong ain't got sh** on me
Hook1; Nic-key
I'm so serious,
Like a Silver Black Guerilla
Don't get
playlist
Drawers hang
Nuts swang
Now, Trigga let the beat bang
So what's your secret
Love, loyalty, respect
Doing the impossible, improbable to make a check
funds stacking money by the ton
Here we come
Nigga what you mean
Spectacular pimp
Check my vernacular bitch
The way I spit just get them salty like some
fuck with me
Your heart is luxury
Hey, I'm feelin' like a motherfuckin' pimp
Rest in peace, Pimp C
Rest in peace, Iceberg Slim
Walkin' heavenly
Smilin'
a pimp I been balling out the gym
I'm just worried bout my money I ain't never finna simp
Got two vibes I ain't them Add it on to a four by I got money
me, what's your name?
Can I get my grown man on for one second?
Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be hanging wit' Jay-Z, Jay-Z
Lady,
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