Pimp shituh
Uhpimp shit
Yeahturn my shit up a little bit
My vocalsuhuh
I hypnotize ya eyez and then you recognize
That the sparkles of my chrome shoes paralyze
Gettin' money like thispeople want my vibe
Full of jealousy and pridehate the way I ride
Sometimes ya speaksometimes ya don't
Figure this nigga souped upcause he couped up
Guaranteed to rip shitsoon as it's louped up
Ya niggas slept20 girls panties wasn't wet
I'm a stardouble the dickthe double r
Never score hard to leave the bubble scarred
Not the carit's the mandaddy cool put it down
No comparin' me to ya'llnigga is such a clowns
L.a. worth paperask russell simmons who put 'em up in that skyscraper
Ask my dogs up at fubuwho made them major
Ll nigganow who's next that need a favor
Drop a bomb on 'em
Remain calm on 'em
Peirce the nipplesthrow the ll charm on 'em
Keep gangsta shit pumpin through my system
When my strobe lights flash you cant miss' em
Listen
Call my nameooh
Call my nameuhh
Call my nameaw yeah
Call my name
59th street bridge up a roadwaydo about a buck
Pumpin mobb up in the cadillac truckdon't give a fuck
Gold tintgoldiggen broads getting bent
We can fuckbut you ain't getting 10 centwho want it?
Lay the facts out until the cats out
Set 'cha back outsweat 'cha tracks outblow out your weed
You wake up in the mornin to a note"nigga had to leave."
Be easyyou shoulda teased meinstead of bein sleazy
I wouldn't do a threezycome across more floss than gold teeth
I learned you cant eatif ya hold beefwith niggas underneath
Still I'm a lyrically hold it down
L back in town'case the bell sound for second round
Some of these old ctas is funnyfuck who's legendary
I'm tryin to get this money
Drop a bomb on 'emand pour a dom on 'em
As soon as the track come onI transform on 'em
Keep gangsta shit pumpin through my system
Strobe lights flashin cant miss' em
Listen
Call my nameooh
Call my nameuhh
Call my nameaw yeah
Call my name
Rappers don't reall want itthey might claim they do
They know I'm catchin bodiesgo 'head name a few
After I blaze youI get a doughnut
Don't want no blood up on my chrome shoes
Lord have mercythis rookies got it confused
You thought you caught me slippinI was falsely accused
Sleepin with my eyez wide shutlike tom cruise
They wishin an impossible mission to see me lose
Lay up time to chooseall I hate is on the left
You hopin and prayin you get to hear me take my last breath
Lyricallybut I gang bang the trackchop sling like cracker
Hundred keys a monthyou fuckin up g backs nigga
Invincibleunstoppable y'all niggas ain't ill your illogicale
This is lthe pigeon thrillerdream fulfiller
A little somethin for ya ice guerillas
Drop a bomb on 'em
When it's time to attack quiet storm on 'em
Hold ya nuts and keep ya palms on 'em
Keep gangsta shit pumpin through my system
When my strobe lights flash you cant miss' em
Listen
Call my nameooh
Call my nameuhh
Call my nameaw yeah
Call my name
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