Gangsta Pimpin' (feat. Kurupt, Don Cisco, & Chico Dater) - Clika 1, Kurupt, Don Cisco

Gangsta Pimpin' (feat. Kurupt, Don Cisco, & Chico Dater) - Clika 1, Kurupt, Don Cisco

Год
2009
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
276760

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Gangsta Pimpin' (feat. Kurupt, Don Cisco, & Chico Dater)

Clika 1, Kurupt, Don Cisco

Right now, you ready?

Yeah, let’s do

Let’s do it, let’s

Let’s

Yeah, nigga

Let’s do it (Let's do it)

Bitch niggas on my nerves

Let’s do it (Let's do it)

Subrubs in the curves

Let’s do it (Let's do it)

You bitch niggas don’t know

Let’s do it (Let's do it)

Bosko, tobasco

Let’s do it (Let's do it)

Kurupt, Young Gotti

Let’s do it (Let's do it)

Let’s do it

Nigga

Gangsta dippin' (Dippin')

We ain’t trippin' (Trippin')

Dippin' and sippin'

Gangsta pimpin'

Smashin' by (By)

I love to get high (High)

Book and cook that bank like pie

Kurupt Young Gotti

The life of the party

Twin double-eyed shotty, twin double-eyed Gotti

Straight dippin' on bitches

Blacks and switches

Bouncin' off a ditch and bitch said, «Dick's delicious»

Is that right, bitch?

(Bitch)

Well, ain’t nothin' wrong (Wrong)

If she wanna eat dick (Dick)

Well, ain’t nothin' wrong (Wrong)

That’s gangsta pimpin' (Pimpin')

Dippin' and trippin' (Trippin')

I ain’t trippin'

My Latinos and niggas

That’s gangsta pimpin'

Chorus: Chiko Dateh (Kurupt in background)

Gangsta (Gangsta pimpin')

Pimpin' (Gangsta pimpin')

You know, we, keep it

Pimpin' (Gangsta pimpin')

Gangsta (Gangsta pimpin')

You know, we, homies (Gangsta pimpin', gangsta pimpin')

Gangsta (Gangsta pimpin')

Pimpin' (Gangsta pimpin')

Rich lovin' when we dippin' (Gangsta pimpin', gangsta pimpin')

So you better hide your hoes, cause you know we gangsta

Pimpin' tonight (Gangsta pimpin', gangsta pimpin')

You niggas better

Hide your hoes

I’m doper than the whitest coke

I spit on every line you bought

Nigga

I keep a pistol in my Levis, G.P.I

Click and it’s on, so quit actin' like a bia (Bia, bia)

Dude

These hoes is here for me, not you

I fuck 'em til I be out glue

I drop 'em

Then I re-up two

Like 'ruption when he see ya blue

These gangstas wanna be like, who?

(Me, nigga…)

I’m tired of wastin'

I wanna roll like Tais in Daze

I wanna roll like dices, gangsta (Biotch…)

Show me a hill, and I’ll climb it wasted

Yo, we them

Gangsta pimpin', G.P.I

Fuck them bia bias

Keeps it P. I

Til I D, I, E

Caught in the valley of the east of the V

Packin' a pistol with them baggies of that walked-up D

I gots to be

Promp-t-ly, walkin' on my tip toes (Walking on my tip toes)

These fiends actin' like I shit stones (Acting like I shit stones)

Now, how the fuck you think I get dough

You get no free-bee hits from

Me, nigga, get ghost (Get ghost)

The cost of give-me got me

Livin' on shit roast (Shit roast)

Go play me stupid

That’s a insult (Insult)

I’ll make the urban murder music

Cock the hammer for my intro

Now to the rhythm

Of my pistol, pull the trigger, with the impact of a missile

I’m a split ya

Repeat Chorus

Now I’m a raw dog assassin from the D.P.G

Remotely controlled by Young Gotti

If he say, «Catch a body,» then I gotta catch a body

Crash and smash

On your party faster than a Maserati

Drunk

Drivin' with a fever of 110

After a couple hot tattis and a fifth of Hen

Too drunk to walk

So I’m stumblin' in

Down at the Dogg House with Dre, Snoop and Ren

Ciscon-E Gotti

Homie

That’s the handle

Squares

Kick the steppin' like (Kick rocks, fool)

Toes in phantoms

Little mama got a thang for papa

This game we’re talkin'

The way I swang my anaconda and the slang I’m talkin' (What)

Repeat Chorus

Don’t get it twisted, I’m a

Have to dip

Twistin' 'em 22's, man (2's, man)

The 7−0-deuce spin, burnin' 'em hoes in (Light that shit)

Gangsta pimps, with the Dogg Pound Gangsta

Crips

Bitch, you gotta bang to this

And blow a

Ounce to this, go bounce ya six

But don’t, let my homies get around ya bitch (Come here, girl)

We got

Game to spit

A.K.'s for licks

A gauge and case

Some niggas wanna raid the crypt (Oh, that shit)

That’s gangsta, though

I snatch a girl, headed back to the

Momo, in the back of the Tahoe (Come on, girl)

Bobby Flaco

Spit flows much liver than most

I’m liable to blows, some hot shells

Hot in my foes

I keep it gangsta pimpin'

Repeat Chorus

«Do it…»

«Do it…»

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