Let's get it hype, get it crump Yeah, yeah,
me them swisher sweets, let's get it crump If a nigga disrespect me I'mma prove my shit and Blast like I pump, turn your belly to jelly Veteran MC, I don't think you rookies is
hundred and fifty pounds of pressure to deal wit I run with suave, always packin' something to with this bitch, when I get rich I'mma still hustle Go down in history, paper then Bill Russel
Kilo flows, I got 'em hid in the Choppin' boys up, on some it in they face shit Eightball, F A T M A C K, known for layin' it And doin' the playa way
Callabo's of the ain't no secret Space age pimpin' means I don't do free Time waits for no one, it gon' wait for me truly, signed Eightball and MJG
All my hard niggas, what you wanna do? My real ass niggas, what you wanna do? All my makin' bitches if you ride with me pimp 'til I die and I'mma ride for free
Now where real bitches at? Where real bitches at? Where they at, where at Where they at,
And my buck niggas at? Where my buck at? Where they at, they at Where they at? on
I ain't new to this, damn nice that's true to this ain't never been a thing to me Always stack my dough, holla Ass fat, thick, titties perfect
Inhale the cheese from to Tel Aviv Y'all know it, shit, I don't bluff and no I fuck 'em, fuck, I'mma fake for? Make mine's, I'mma take
'Cuz I'm no nigga like love Make bitch scream like, gimme more If a broke, what'd you fuck him for? of time, it's like we playette minds
Dont stop, get it get it, Take it from a motherfuckin' pro Y'all get that dough, we don't these niggas They gon' if you let them, from NY to the dirty South
And them dime tight, I got my mind right And my ice, got the right and if it don't blind bitches them lights hit the wrist? You won't be sticking shit, you be this
All my hard niggas, what you wanna do? My thug ass niggas, what you wanna do? All my money makin' bitches if you with me I'mma pimp 'til I die and ride for free
Now where real bitches at? Where real bitches at? Where they at, where at Where at, huh?
And where my buck at? my buck niggas at? Where they at, they at they at? Come on
I'm the pimp motherfucker, Ice cold, stories so high I pimp the village twice So tight fold right on the President's nose Pimp clothes, drinkin' Henney'and Buckstrum Touch toed, hoes, a centerfold pose
Break a treat, make 'em pay to those pros those, game tied tight like bows We close three sixty five, twenty four chose bitches, a la mode, gettin' sold
Plus a of killer ass, chronic gettin' blowed it froze, tucked up in a Tupperware bowl Stick of gold, somethin' from the of the old Forever flows, I take it as deep as it can go
Burn rolls, tight, blazed afros With pussy hoes, get erect like poles Pay the MJG is in control
All my hard core niggas, what you do? My real ass niggas, what you wanna do? All my money makin' bitches if you ride me I'mma pimp 'til I die and I'mma ride for
Now where them bitches at? Where real bitches at? Where they at, they at they at, huh?
And where my buck at? my buck niggas at? Where they at, they at Where at? Come on
Pimp dis', you and them boys need to slow Up in the mornin' in the court, 'bout to go down There's no remorse now, explore 'round Them jackets be on the lose the dope is found
Juvenile's my name, I represent it to the end, the same Niggers don't be suits on these blocks All you see is boys and Reeboks
A hat to the back with a strap too Willin' to bust a ass if he had to If you feel the same my nigger, a hot boy Blocka, blocka, blocka, get up off the block, boy
Call for the cops, boy your or pops, boy wasn't a million, never hit the spot boy You want ha, you sold to the cops ha You in a block ha, 'cuz you too hot ha
All my core niggas, what you want to do? My thug ass niggas, what you want to do? All my makin' bitches if you ride with me I'mma pimp I die and I'mma ride for free
Now where them real at? Where them bitches at? Where they at, they at Where they at,
And where my niggas at? Where my niggas at? Where they at, they at Where at? Come on
Where the real ones at? Oh, you how we feel all you wanna be ass ghetto super stars Wanna be me ass niggas
Tryin' to be Foxy Brown bitches I give a fuck about your intermureal status, fucker You ain't nobody, we doing this, been doin' this shit We go way with this baby
Talkin' this real shit on the mother fuckin' microphone and hoes and gettin' money Tricks and hoes and Mother fuckin' and shit ridin' Vogues and shit
Nigga on 20's and shit, nigga what you got? Brand new assed You don't know nothin' about this game, on
All my hard core niggas, you wanna do? My real thug ass niggas, you wanna do? All my money makin' bitches if you ride me I'mma pimp I die and I'mma ride for free
Now where real bitches at? them real bitches at? Where at, where they at Where they at,
And where my niggas at? Where my niggas at? Where at, where they at Where at? Come on
All my hard core niggas, what you do? My real thug ass niggas, you wanna do?