One for yo' muthafuckin' Back, bitch, Ace, UGK
Pimpin' no illusion and pimpin' ain't never died Mo' pimps was on that heroin and yo' pimp out on that fry The done came through and straight threw off all the game Got all these hoes thinkin' they could they own change
But it ain't no illusion, I you all have witnessed He in my Caady mo' wit' fly bitches Makin' ole deals, now, ho, Bob Barker But I'm caught up in this game, mo' like Parker
P-I-M-P, take the P's I am I want you payin' hoes in my Like, Uncle Sam and we jam I'm talkin' 'bout the world show
I my shit is extreme But I'm all about does (Pimpin' no illusion) When I'm steppin' on the Be four deep, hella clan
My reality is your favorite dream, stop that shit, Best believe Kool Ace keep it real Pimp C and Bun B to for the ear Excuse me, y'all but this about Southern
Now, tell me can you, feel this, We givin' 'em brain Pimp C, what's the ain't no illusion
And pimpin' no illusion and pimpin' ain't never died Mo' pimps was on that heroin and yo' tripped out on that fry The dikes done came through and straight threw off all the Got all hoes thinkin' they could manage they own change
Pimpin' ain't no illusion and pimpin' ain't never Mo' pimps was on that and yo' pimp tripped out on that fry The dikes done through and straight threw off all the game Got all these hoes they could manage they own change
Pimpin' ain't dead, nigga, it began How the you know Sweet Jones? My still out there sellin' ass Yo' is out of pocket
'Cause yo' was scary Real hoes gon' on a simp But she gon' do it for Fuck niggas, them mack and pimp on my floozie
But boy, my bitches know the Between real and movies It's the between real leather And that shit at yo'
I don't know what y'all up there But we really in the South Every I was 17, I been stackin' my green Went for servin' rocks to fiends and rockin' full a teens
Went from Screw in Houston, sippin' promythazine To ridin' in a 8 600 with sheath to smokin' on sticky I'm still Pimp C, bitch, I'm claimin' P.A., hate us But me and Kool Ace rollin' a Lexus, on all gold Daytons
Bitch, a look around These hoes choosin' is the conclusion Pimpin' ain't no (Pimpin' no illusion)
Pimpin' ain't no illusion and pimpin' ain't died Mo' pimps was on that heroin and yo' tripped out on that fry The done came through and straight threw off all the game Got all these hoes thinkin' could manage they own change
Pimpin' ain't no and pimpin' ain't never died Mo' pimps was on that heroin and yo' pimp tripped out on fry The dikes done came through and threw off all the game Got all these hoes thinkin' could manage they own change
If you got any love fo' broad you wit Nigga, her 'fore you lose her 'Cause a beggar ain't a muthafuckin' leg is a bitch abuser, infamous
In where big pimpin' is my hoes clean No AIDS, herpies, cyphillis, come a wif a this Damn, can't you taste it? Now yo' money's up in you freebased it, now bitch replaced it Wit' a sexual but don't get mad at real pimpin', nigga
Check yo' behavior and savor, the from Promona to Tacoma Got my pimpin' diploma for bein' a chromer Fuck a Sonoma, I'm on a mission for Knowin' where my ends is, ballin' relentless
And my friends is slappin' niggas with glass chins It's funny tricks home, broke and defenseless And, since this, boy been pimpin' the pen I promise never to ever home without my pimpin' again, that's why
Pimpin' ain't no illusion and pimpin' ain't died Mo' pimps was on heroin and yo' pimp tripped out on that fry The dikes came through and straight threw off all the game Got all hoes thinkin' they could manage they own change
Pimpin' no illusion and pimpin' ain't never died Mo' pimps was on that heroin and yo' pimp tripped out on fry The dikes done through and straight threw off all the game Got all these hoes they could manage they own change
You know, I got to tell you players what I'm thinkin' My got bold opened a bank account I found the bitch checkbook, I didn't get mad 'Cause was no doubt that I be gettin' the cash
I broke it down to her, she me the dough Do you remember what you was before I you a ho? You was a broke bitch, you couldn't smoke shit Couldn't focused and don't forget it, bitch
Yo' whole changed the day you met me Now you think you a bank account Baby, I can't see, you managin' money, it's too much All you do is look good and then you
Git my money, git yo' money, all the same The shit ain't funny when you talk about this game call me Too $hort, baby, I'm still in it Ain't no camouflage, nothin' but this pimpin', beeyatch
Pimpin' ain't no illusion and pimpin' ain't never Mo' pimps was on that heroin and yo' pimp out on that fry The dikes done through and straight threw off all the game Got all these thinkin' they could manage they own change
Pimpin' ain't no illusion and pimpin' never died Mo' pimps was on that heroin and yo' pimp tripped out on fry The dikes done came through and straight off all the game Got all these hoes thinkin' they manage they own change
Pimpin' ain't no illusion and pimpin' ain't died Mo' pimps was on that heroin and yo' pimp tripped out on fry The dikes done came and straight threw off all the game Got all hoes thinkin' they could manage they own change Pimpin' no illusion