On the low, deal a mil, I ain?t done, come again Room dead, scene fled, fo the fedz runnin in pimp [Chorus (2x)] [Verse 3:] comin live from the terror
the new king of rap I got these shots for you haters (c'mon) Tell the waiters bring the shots, use the liquor to motivate her to hop up in the whip, before
: [Timbaland] Oh! C'mon! Oh! Ah! C'mon! [Verse - Xzibit] I'm a - menace to society baby The police wanna relocate me They running with gun up but they
m stuck with a crazy ho [Suga Free] Comin from a cat, that uhh believe that if wasn't nobody else in the world to pimp he'll probably pimp hisself, that
make you get fucked up? throw it up, guts or do it have you stuck wit soft dick and cant fuck hold up Verse 2. now chew 'em up and slam the orange juice
Pimp C, let's see 'em bitch [Chorus] [Verse 3: Twista] Big cars, big trucks, big nuts when it comin' up off the dust Think it's funny 'til he comin' up
em who want em Die em Hey Real I Rockabye em Nd da shotz r fire Nd nobody can save u Private Ryanz Hold up hold up hold up [Weezy Talkin] I made u Papa
as trill as you can be they scream Pimp C but now they see the Pimp's free [Verse 4: C-Murder] Wake up roll call you see another day gone by now put
Twista Hundred bombs in my pockets, put your ones up I hear some niggaz lookin at me for the come up Try to creep creep, I pull a gun up I put a hole
luva on line 3- Well who the fuck is it? -Her name is Hurricane G- What up G? [Hurricane G] They tryin to lock me up G I can't do time cause my time
you'll get wet up for fuckin' with my cheddar It's cold outside nigga grab ya sweater and that bad bitch you fuckin' with nigga she get ya set up Boy
uh huh Say what say what Snoop: I'm the doggfatha And you know that Snoop: When I wizake up in the mornin (say what) And I get up out my bizzed (say
just the way that God must have meant it Speak of the man [Chorus] [MJG] Pimp tyte! M-J-G Fin' to get up on the mic with a passion Get up on some
Latest fashion from Hermain and tar When the hell you gon' learn I'ma star? P.D. back up for par Dolce jar Girls and Bob dog, what's up with the bar Midori
, we in here We tossin it up I got my man Everlast in the house Tossin it up, youknowwhatimsayin Kid Jazz and Bango couldn't be here But we gon' to' it up
I'm shinin' if it dark or not That one hundred DX double R, you'll find that in the parkin' lot You barkin' up the wrong tree, I do this shit for Zone
doin', big pimpin', we spendin' G's Check 'em out now, big pimpin', on B L A D's We doin' big pimpin' up in NYC It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C and
when I walk. Old coupe deville big old racing tires I'm sittin up high killin them like mike Myers. White racin stripe loud racin pipe I'm comin down