CROOKED LETTAZ - Pimpshit lyrics

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(feat. Budz)

[Kamikaze]

Yeah yeah, uh check it

I blaze two for them niggas that gets rowdy enough

And shakin up they concrete face till it's gets cloudy enough

I'm 'bout it and tough

Irregular, I can't be fixed

It's middle-finger for them pigs, tell em "suck my dick!"

I never grew up in the ghetto but I spits that shit

And got a team that'll get you and you won't be missed

I don't drink Cris, you like it at the top of your list

But never figured how you did it cuz it tastes like piss

I'd rather sip the two fingers till I make me a fist

And take a break from revolutions so I could hit you wit this

You took you first advance money, put it dead on yo' wrist

Or all them big-body strippers wit them big ol' tits

But man I see them same hookers and just blow em a kiss

Cuz they the ones who used to dis before I made these hits

Before I had the turkey bacon wit mahamony grits

Before a nigga hit the pits and started rhymin for kicks

Nigga, you fuck wit Kamikaze, you gon' sleep wit the fish

That why when you see me commin, you just creep in yo' six

Nigga, it's cuz of David Banner that I'm beatin yo' picks

Phinga's at home knee-deep in yo' bitch, nigga ya heard me?

Yeah now that's pimp shit

[David Banner]

One government, one card and one chip

That got Curtis Mayfield, they got Griff

They got the west coast hatin folks on the east

They know we lazy, now we back and ?market the beast?

That paper money, soon they gon' have no mo'

Right now they buildin houses wit computer chips in the flo'

So they know when you at home and when you ain't

And when you use that smart bank card, you in the paint

Let me break it down, they called it the New World Foundation

And when you use it, they know your exact location

And what you spit, and what you spit that ?own is your line?

That leave a mark, now they got that card in your mind

And in your skin, shit don't mean nuttin to them

And then power is the gold passion for us to defend

And when they get that money, yo' value ain't shit

Cuz they got all yo' cheese and the C on the chip

Now that's pimp shit bitch

That's pimp shit hoe

[Kamikaze]

Uh, don't playahate, I'm eatin steak, bitch lobster and shrimp

(This is for the hoes man, this is for the pimps)

You know the kind that got them gators, man'll walk wit a limp

The ones that got the girls in the clubs showin they tits

Don't playahate, I'm eatin steak, bitch lobster and shrimp

(This is for the hoes man, this is for the pimps)

You know the kind that got them gators, man'll walk wit a limp

The ones who got them girls in the clubs showin they tits

Ha ha, now that's some pimp shit

Believe dat, that's some pimp shit

(I'ma go 'head and give y'all what y'all wanna hear)

Camoflagued in a entourage wit a tour stop approach

Contemplatin my assault to get your wallet, slit your throat

Leave you bleedin on the sidewalk, callin for yo' kin

Then I slide off in the darkness wit some stolen checks again

Ain't it funny, when I passed you wouldn't even shake my hand

Now you give up all yo' money and yo' jewels at my command

Stand in line for twenty hours, application says denied

Wanna see a 9-to-5 but couldn't work it if I tried

Man you lied, didn't give me my forty acres and a mule

Now it's back to sellin crack to all your children after school

Fools rush, when I rap you better hush, I'm in yo' place

Ain't no chance to see my face, I'll make yo' memory erase

Taste the steel as I point it oh so lovely at your dome

Tell your wife to hit the canvas while I violate your home

Then I'm gone up out the window, if you slip then I'll be back

You know my mind stays on crime cuz I'm black, that's what you wanna hear

[Budz]

I've been around a lot of individuals who think they got game

Claimin they've earned their player badges

Passin on this eroneous information to the masses

Cuz they speakin way outside they mental capacity classes

Perpretratin the fraud against God as I observe

And despite what you may have heard

I don't forgive but I do give you what you deserve

Now my homey's kickin these nouns and verbs

Have acquired me to unnerve these cats wit shoddy dialect

Who see women as sex, I see them as another check

Or an opportunity to get my name on a title of a Lex

Havin only paid my respect

Overstand I'm not one-sided

I'm just one up on the misguided sistas and brothas

I'm a capitalist, they lovers

While they buyin red rubbers I'm purchasin briefcases that cover

Green sheets wit caucasians who sold it over our black mothers

People say pimpin lost its morals

I say that must be territorial cuz my people stay deep like corals

As my coronary and cerebulum collaborate and make me historical

Game recognize game

Intellectuals recognize lame-brains wit fallen poetical aim

While you countin change, we countin for money-makers wit thangs

And muscle-bound man maniacs that maim

Pimp's last mack