DJ Scream - Cassette Deck Feat. Rick Ross, Bun B & Slim Thugv lyrics

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DJ Scream

Pimp C in my cassette deck

Pimp C in my cassette deck

I'm just wait to trill

I live way to trill

Born a hustler like I'm dead butler

hey you know I keep a top cup of

tryin to pop me a pill

I'm just way too trill,

I'm ridin dirty in my benz out

I'm pimpin women I got ten house

pump in a bucket full of styles

and you know I'm smoking stroke

and you know my finest put me on

I call it Bambi on the phone

'cause my nigga so dope

and now my nigga slow dough

Huh!

I ain't..it's something real

someone feel the..

Pimp C in my cassette deck

I ain't..that's something real

Pimp C in my cassette deck

someone feel..

Pimp C in my cassette deck bangin out of my head set

talkin about the p**sy that he left with it

and killed it like a death threat

this is the life that we jet set

but jezzy yell about that you jasmine

bust it over and leave your death with

this is the life of a king

money and power and treat it that plane

bitches that baby ain't kiss on your ring, ain't kiss on your ring

I'm monster the benz, we got cause that cuff like a house

house that cuff like a suck division

bitch I see and I love the position

so know when you..this mission

I'm trillin the most feelin the now

haters watchin but still I'm a ball

put your name up with rip on the wall

from gladiators that I kill if I call

we are working the walls

the money is under the floor

and it guns and in every room

the light you ain't suffer you come to the dough

better know PA as a town

written for life and I'm holding it down

even fuck you like I was sound

..other textes they fucking around

so I'm coping my top leading my fifth poppin my trunk

chucking the duce while I'm sipping my juice

well I'm turning it up bitch I'm getting the crol

I ain't..it's something real

someone feel the..

Pimp C in my cassette deck

I ain't..that's something real

Pimp C in my cassette deck

someone feel..

Pimp C in my cassette deck..the pain trippin with

hundred thow on my neck pay cash no check

rick microphones like them sweet janes jones

see I can't believe that my nigga is gone

chrone spoke spoken out the side of the katy

keep us that to sixty yellow ridin with daddy

but is for the money never for the hundred

I'm a trill nigga she can't get shit from me

I make them hoes pay me pimpin bumpin this Mercedes

ever since I was a baby had them ladies going crazy

ain't got a pimp cup but I got a sip cup

double up money full of that purple stuff

that big mow, that pimp C, that DJ screw trill nigga feel me

and I'ma stay trill till the nigga kill me

even after that I still be forever known trill

I ain't..it's something real

someone feel the..

Pimp C in my cassette deck

I ain't..that's something real

Pimp C in my cassette deck

someone feel..