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Here we come again bitch in your face Eightball and M J G rippin' up the place Comin' out hard I told you I was gonna do At the Marriott lettin' hoe do what she wanna do
Not because I paid her or her Nigga who you I be a trick and give my money up? Uh No no I got for a hoe, baggets and combo In a wooded out Tahoe, niggaz
slangin', gang bangin' Hand got my mind twisted and tangled I remember walkin' up and orange mound Memphis Tenn, that's my stompin' ground
Made it out, givin' back, bustin' raps You can't run in every neighborhood they bustin' Country niggaz tinted out, gettin' up The wrong move will get your whole crew up
I wouldn't it, if I never thought it dig this You this, bitch I live this So I my pen and I keep my 4 5th Light a spliff, nigga me and G through
Stompin', pimpin', you can't fuck this Stompin', pimpin', no competition Stompin', pimpin', we the nigga Stompin', pimpin', come and get some
We got big pimpin' and I'm big footin' Shit I'm it, you couldn't Hell, house got it locked down Nigga, you shouldn't, try
To fuck with M J should I this for exercise Woman I don't your pussy, now rest your thighs No testin' eyes, on my B's and U's and D's I got my P H T D hoes to death in '83
Memories they rollin' riders, keep me focused Huh, what you say bro, you ain't this Get off the ground, now you know
And bitch, up talkin' to me with that same old Say, say, like a, can I your braids and a, can I see you shades? Hell no bitch, can I see you dough, can I see your Get from me, old groupie ass bitch go suck some balls
Ain't no us Niggaz, you to realize, quickly Fuck you, if you, with me, cool ass teacher out your bitch house, limpin', nigga, stompin', pimpin'
Stompin', pimpin', you can't fuck this Stompin', pimpin', ain't no Stompin', pimpin', we the shit Stompin', pimpin', bitch and get some
Stompin', pimpin', you can't fuck with Stompin', pimpin', ain't no Stompin', pimpin', we the shit Stompin', pimpin', bitch and get some
Yeah, we be droppin' dope for the real ones Niggaz got real guns, they make real funds Hood cats, who fuck with hood rats Blunt rollin' hoes, on to daddy's sack
Stashin' gats, if I ask, she gon' let it I practiced tellin' hoes but the truth away from funky niggaz 'cause they turn to thieves On my knees, meditatin' smokin'
Shootin' game, hardcore rap agility Cross the globe with my southern mack Black fat all about my green stack nigga We pack nigga, ain't no act nigga
Stompin', pimpin', you can't fuck with Stompin', pimpin', no competition Stompin', pimpin', we the shit Stompin', pimpin', bitch come and get
Stompin', pimpin', you can't with this Stompin', pimpin', no competition Stompin', pimpin', we the shit Stompin', pimpin', bitch come and get
and get some Nine eight, these weak death date Bitch and get some, yeah
Uh, uh, it funky for 'em Uh, uh, it back one time right, uh Yeah straight stompin', Space age forever what you
You what I'm sayin'? What you Let me you say? For my real niggaz, uh, the Fat Mack, one time And M J G, one time Space age forever, one
Suave house house nigga Suave nigga house nigga
You know what I'm talkin' you talkin' about? Keep it baby, um Split one, it up, rap it up it up, fire it up
You what I'm sayin'? Smoke me Smoke me Get with me Nigga with me Bitch and get some