never missing my paper Snakes dwelling in my yard, laying low and waiting I'ma break off the breaker, cause I know they hating Throwing bows till I fold
I shoot I never miss And if I played the bass I'd probably pluck it like this... People wanna know what I'm thinkin' but I don't care So I keep my thoughts
Though I'm associated With pimps, hustlas, macks And tricks who playa hate Now these hoes, wishin' they could miss me Every time I come around, a bitch tryna twist me I
screen in the center I be wit Pimp, we be pimpin San Francesco to Memphis I cut the baddest lil bitches And if u get when im finished I just talk
and Boosie I'm tired of the gimmicks, I am the realest y'all niggas is goofy I miss that U.G.K. free that Pimp C, man let the truth free I heard that
Funk, F U N K, u stank Down with the P Funk, F U Down with the P Funk, F U N K (U stank) Why not? P Funk, F U N (Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank) Down
be buggin' I got it covered in shows, I give my hoes some jim jugget I be clubbin' up in jimmy's cafe, just havin' fun If I ain't rubbin', I'm up in the
They hidin' while I'm ridin, Crestsidin' through the fog I'm a double R hog, doin' dirt with my dogs Crest gorilla makin' scrilla, boy I gets G's Put
u iz or iz u ain't Iz u iz or iz u ain't Iz u iz or iz u ain't Iz u iz or iz u ain't Iz u iz or iz u ain't Iz u iz or iz u ain't Iz u iz or iz u ain't
Mike Jones) [Pimp C] Smoke somethin, bitch! A trademark (trademark), know what I'm talkin 'bout? Young Pimp.. know what we doin? (Texas!) [Hook: Pimp C
of rhyme I'ma, I'ma come through and show my wood pine Knockin, knockin doors down [Pimp C] R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P. to Robert Davis he the king of the
is real cold I ain't never been wacked And thanks to Bun-B and Pimp-C I got two gold plaques They hanging on my wall pimp I miss you dog Bun-B ride for
down one deep, I ain't gone stop and try to speak I keep on rolling mean mugging as I pull on a sweet I gave a cool package of sellers, because I knocked
name S.U.C. affiliated, niggas hate it And I'm still on point, when I'm gripping the grain I put it all in your face, when I stay on the paper chase And
lot of shit on my mind, still living the stretch Screw-U I miss you, ain't a damn thang changed To the day I'm deceased, I'ma rep the name Holding it
write this song sayin I miss you but it's true [Verse 3:] Just for the record let me go ahead and say I love my brother Pimp C and man I miss him everyday
Couple Karats In Tha Illo's Dat Glist Glist Glist, Gotta Momma Up In Hemming Dat I Miss Miss Miss, I Ain't Use To Have Nuttin Now I'm Rich Rich Rich,
I.P. to the Pimp, you know I rep for UGK Get 4 million with Clinton Sparks, your favorite DJ [Chorus] Lemme see you hit the floor (c'mon) I know that