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1. _ A B**ch Can Be A Nigga Worst Downfall
a b**ch can be a nigga worst downfall
A a b**ch can be a nigga worst downfall
(dj paul)
Man, ill shoot a b**th in the face if she try to f**k wit me,
Or try to tell lies an s**t and turn me against my f**kin peeps.
A hoe will tell a nigga this, a hoe will tell a nigga that
A hoe will tell a nigga any thing to try to get him back
Know another nigga who she holllin that he down wit
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2. _ Pimpin And Robbin
Ain't no money comin quicker than that ho mane..
Pimpin is robbin and droppin these suckaz like ducks...bitch
Ain't no money comin quicker than that ho mane..bitch
Pimpin is robbin and droppin these suckaz like ducks..bitch
(repeat above 2 times"
Skinny pimp:
Pimps them sluts, break them hoes, ride clean, smoke your dope
Dipped in gold, on the vogues, everything steady, i'm chargin hoes.
Bonin, conin, playas only, catch this game that i spit
Playa hatin niggaz we smoke, me pretty boy smile don't joke.
We scope my 44 under the crush, don't you bite the dust
Fuckin with us niggas, leave your name on your block...up bitch
But i don't get into that gangsta shit, i relax like a pimp and mack
Hit them trizacks jumpin (in comes me, fiends coming)
The skinny nigga in the house, breakin bitches down
When i drive in the bonneville, smokin on a match
We chokin, talkin, loc'in, talk crazy to my bitch
I'm walkin with a limp, with my cane, spittin that game, makin stangs
Give me some! "mane, i'm fucked up playa" -- that's why you ridin clean
Frontin niggaz kills me, fakin like they heavy
If you ain't makin stangs, sell me all your jewelry
I'm outtie, my shortie is clean with them hammer thangs
My nigga rickie, dipped in gold, sho' nuff rollin that weed.
Pimpin is robbin and droppin these suckaz like ducks...bitch
Ain't no money comin quicker than that ho mane..bitch
Pimpin is robbin and droppin these suckaz like ducks..bitch
Ain't no money comin quicker than that ho mane..
Give me somethin bitch, i'm talkin about dollar signs
Look here ho, i don't wanna fuck, but buck bitty buck??
A shootin gangsta, light that ass up...
Let's play a game called pimpin', and robbin, mobbin'
Pimpin ain't never stoppin
Leanin to the curb, slam goes my car do'
Nothin behind my head but a bumpin system and a few of my hoes
Drop me off some chee$e, hit em with somethin to keep em pretty
Groupie, droopie, drawed a$$ bitches, don't act siddity
Find you a trick and break him down, and keep him no. 1 chewer
If my ends don't meet, bitch you get your a$$ beat.
Swisher sweets, spliff, get a whiff of that endo blast
Rims gleamin on the pavement, catchin eyes when i pass
Downin some hennessey, a friend of me is some money though
Romance with no finance is a nuisance, fuck that honey ho
Droppin bombs, packin tones for playas to killaz and macks
Skulls peelaz, rollin, hoe pullin...muthafucka, can you buy that??
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3. _ No I'm Not Dat Nigga
(chorus) x2
No i'm not that nigga that be hugged up with you, but
I'm tha one walkin away
With your mouth on my nuts
(juicy j)
Let's take a trip to east high
And talk about a bitch
Who claims she's a model
But i think i heard she suckin dick
Always talkin bout what she can and gonna do
But i prefer the freaky bitch to lay me down and chill
If a nigga see you in a hallway they all say
Put the hoe out the house out the way
Juicy j is the type a nigga that your hoes don't wanna dis
White haven target bitch
Take a sip of my piss
And to that other stupid bitch that go to ferly
With the natural curly
Who was and giving non of that burly
Come to my crib and maybe yet you can come to the hideout
And let a nigga fuck it inside
(i gotta) come in my shorts
Dog with gold fangs in the strip
Searching for a girl who works at captain dee's
Talkin shit who said i did nothin for her mayn
You's a fuckin slut
I'm not that nigga that be wit cha all hugged up
Bitch
(chorus)
(juicy j)
Freaky thing to these hoe's
Think they cold
Gold diggers
Always on a niggaz nuts
Always try to juice a nigga
(buy me this, buy me that)
Bitch i can't buy you jack
But i got these
For a broom and some jimmy hats
If you wanna play around and tease
I don't want the cat
Dropped her off
Called up another fuckin hood rat
This is the girl
My nigga said had a deadly fight
Lights took them drunk
As the skunk comes out at night
Creepin through cherokee
Real slow low key
Standin in the driveway
Now its time for a nigga like me
To get the bitch to do me up
Chew me up
Real sweet
Slob on the knob
You niggaz know the master piece
Once again
On the hoe stroll
Tryin to lay hoe
To a stupid dike lookin bitch
23 years old
Working at sam's type casino
Maybe lady luck
But i'm not that nigga that be with you all huged up
(chorus) till fade
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4. _ Azz & Tittiez
"say ahh, not a thermometer, bitch,
It's the nine inches" --> kingpin skinny pimp
Chorus: repeat 4x
Ass and titties, ass and titties
Ass and titties, and big booty bitches
(dj paul)
You dealing with a thug thats quick to kick the diamond roly(rolex)
Don't pay attention to these boyfriends cause i leave em holy
Them boys fake maggets i done put they girl up in my rover
Put the black quote em quote em face and took her to cardova
Jacuzzi bubbily drinking bubbily hoes they can't believe
My tv built up in the wall like they don't want to leave
There doing there best tryng to impress they sticking out there chest
Paul go some booty ??? and nothing less
(juicy j)
A nigga got to get his dick sucked got to get his dick sucked
Riding down the strip in the lexus truck poppin hush
Pearly rolex on my wrist haters bout to have a fit
Dip frpm the curb i hit a case of mo i'm bout to sip
Lit to the hydo green blinging on them twenty thangs
Heavy niggaz dropping weight while juicy j be running trains
Whats the business strictly pimping all them freaks i know they miss me
When they throw a players ball tell em that your boy gon win it
Chorus 4x
(la chat)
I'm in the club i'm looking around i see you checkin me out
I'm on that gin looking for a friend to put my ass in his mouth
Ain't no doubt la chat got plenty yeah i know that you scoping
Got to be a baller or shot caller or i'm taking shaking and jumping
Don't touch me trick you can't afford to put your hands on my ass
I'm too damn sexy keep thses niggaz begging droping off game
You in my ear you talking tough now can you handle me really
I got the scoop on what you doing with them asses and titties
Now nigga yeah i'm with it boo corress and holding me tight
Uh uh uh uh you can't forget to fo your job late at night
That cheese and chedar make it better no this bitch is not home
No conversation without that drink and dank and plenty to smoke
La chat the mack ain't got no problems shit i love win you spending
The number rule is break these rules i teach a lot about pimping
So get it straight i ain't to have you i'm pretty yo ditty
I be the bitch that make you niggaz hate these ass and titties
Chorus 4x
Lil momma got big tatta up in the club
She been shaking and shaking it up she showed me love
Big butt ? sock it baby
Wanna be my lady girl please you must be crazy
This ain't the eightys i'm a sucka for your black fit
Split skirt holla holla for that dolla dolla
For what it's worth i'm a step to this fine fucker
I think i love her i'm a touch her with that ratitatat motherfucker
Hug in public know you love it got me coming when you rub it
Damn my stomach i can feel it going duh duh duh
Look here honey i can't play no games lights go down when a freak ashamed
Hit me up star 69 and then maybe will have sexual ways
But i pray that this night of lust won't lead to a girl that i can't trust
Shit young nigga post up in the club want to go strut your funky stuff
But i do love the ladys cause they stay looking pretty
While they shaking breaking it and taking it
Baby baby shake your ass and titties
Chorus 4x
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5. _ In 2 Deep
Chorus x2
I'm in it to deep to get out now
They always told me death was the only way out
I'm sittin' up all night
I can't ever rest my head
How will my family take it if i ended up dead
(lord infamous)
There was a man who approached me every night
When i was reasting fast asleep
He tried to get into my mind
And he promised me power beyond my wildest dreams
He said he could take me away from the suffering, begging, and life of
A teen
So i had to agree
Theres one catch you must worship throughout the centuries
But i really didn't know he'd be better off
I'm tired of the pain and the crew my brother
He game me things
He promised me
But i got no need i will suffer forever
I'm tired of wrong brotherless powers are much to strong
Oh so bad i want to move on
But if i do my soul is gone
Liars (??) hatas, all murderas, adulterers, and thieves
What you don't know
Is that you're walkin' in the same shoes with me
(koopsta knicca)
(??) for seekin' is all i see
He sit close to me
He said victoria secrets
Fills up the air
Perfume smells so fucked up
Auick right here with a stare
Buck doggystyle then the chair
Turned her on her stomach as she
Moanin' from the motion
If you ready for this to get (??)
Koop finna to come a little bit closer
Rolled her on her chest before the sound went pop
Then i reached for my heart
Oh my god koopsta just been robbed
I hope you feel me
I'm playin' naked
Lookin' at the ceilin'
And bloddy me just hear more (?) from the koopstas
Chorus x1
(gangsta boo)
I'm in it to deep
To escapre this kind of drama
Got crossers, playa hatas, and fakers, that equals problems
Today in this day and time
You can't read nobody's mind
These smiles turn to frowns
When they see a playa on the rise
On top of the world
Just a lookin' down and laughin' at'cha
I'll never be popular
Like that 2pac "i ain't mad at'cha"
So baby beware
This game of life is like do or die
It's hell on this earth
The only thing that's missin' is the fire
Come on baby tell me is it something that your eyes can't see
Or are you just blind
To the fact that you in it too deep
(juicy j)
Yeah, i know what'cha mean
I had to stand on my ground
To get on the scene
Just me and brother down in the stuggle
Gettin' out seve on to the friends
And after dark
Deep in the park
Them doped up fiends will start
To light the pipe all through the night
I used to wonder what god
Please help the poor come off of their feet
Cuz there was nothin' to eat
Didn't want to jack or rob
A brother had to maintain the streets
Off in the projects
Wasn't lathargic
Cause i was tryin' to get out
Who can you tust
I had to be tough
I never ran my mouth
My and my crew would constantly hit the brew
A natural high
How can you make it in this world
But to try of die
(dj paul)
1991 was the year 901
Was the area code
3-8 double 1-6 was the zip
Code of all the rows of road
Now let my story be told
A yong buck droppin' on in a school house
But not to learn off in the tenth grade
Tryin't o come up at last
Like a total outcast
Off all them songs i done made
Bumpin' my underground tapes
Up and down the hall
The dj paul wasn't no damn thang
But then my dogs
Tony and shista asked me to join a gang
Theat ain't me man
But hangin' around them fools
I had to get down and join a click, see
Cause i made so many enemies
From the clicks off in my city
Now if i told you what gang it was
Then to you i will seem more than down
But if i told you what gang i'm in
I can only do a show off in my own town
But it's all goody good
Much love to the thugs in my hood
And in my city much respect
I'm wit'cha for life
And as you could bet
We lights one up today
Chorus...till fade
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6. _ Put Ya Signs
three 6 mafia
"put ya signs"
When the smoke clears sixty 6,sixty 1,
Deciphered by cadillac escalade
Chorus 2x
Put ya sign in they face,gang sign in they face,
Put ya sign in they face,gang sign in they face,
Make them niggas fight,what?!?!?,make them hoes fight
Make them niggas fight,what?!?!?,make them hoes fight
Gangsta boo
If you bitches aint scared punt a bitch right to the floor,
Tell her she belong below under shoes where roaches go,
Hoe im ready if you ready tell me what you wanna do,
To the lovely gangsta boo, buck as fuck i thought you knew,
Put my sign up in your face,leave ya stank without a trace,
You aint buck bitch i saw your stankin ass yesterday,
Tuck your chain,hold your weave cuz im comin in the crowd,
Bo'in niggas in the mouth,slammin bitches to the ground
Lord infamous
I see them from the stage,angry faces fighting in the corner,
Full of marijuana,niggas in the middle in a trauma,
While they throwin bo's they snatching hoes,they stalkin in a coma,
Any thick or fine bitch come on through a nigga all up on a,
Some trick done got mad, and ran to the wagon grabbed the 12 gauge pump,
Probly full of numby numb, that coke and rum and getting dumb,
Guards are bailin through the niggas shootin,runnin to the rover,
Niggas catchin heat from slugs,niggas gettin trampled over,clubs buck as a
Muthafucka
Repeat chorus 2x
Juicy j
Now i got you bitches hot, platinum mouthin on the spot,
Mad because they tapes dont sell,so they start that slangin rocks,
Bring your ass to north memphis,killas hangin,niggas pimpin,
Playas on them cards flippin,choppin dope up in the kitchen,
Anna always keep it real,way before a record deal,
So nigga dont hate on me cuz juicy j be gettin his mills,
Clean that mug up off your face unless you wanna catch that case,
Nigga fuck what your in,whose your kind,and fuck yo friends
Dj paul
Nigga you claimin sett throwin,showing signs,you aint knowin
Look inside,your face is plain as day,and no hoe will show it,
Bitch im down with the same gang you claim but i will fuck you up,
Hoe it aint the same off in them thangs, i dont give a fuck,
Put some in your liver,so chillin when in the studio,
Nigga hot in the liver watch you run like a bitch,hoe still i bet you know,
Packin automatics for that static that you stressin punk,
Acting like you want some of that 6,but you scared to jump
Repeat chorus
Koopsta knicca
Nigga callin on some songs aint no fun on my weekend,
Aint no fuckin smilin faces, aint no friends up on this man,
Its the fizz that keeps me cool,should security bring the news,
Should i fight all night,anyway thats how i pay my dues,
Do you feel it is it there,smack that bitch up with that chair,
When you see me over there raise your hands up in the air,
Fuck this, this aint no rosewood,nigga take another route,
Slit up,chopped up, buck, lights out
Crunchy blac
Claim what i claim,hang where i hang,
Bang what i bang,nigga aint no thang,
Do what i do,hangin with my crew,
Nigga i thought you knew,
In your hood,throwin our setts,
Mean fuckin mug,nigga dont disrespect,
Get in our way,guns will spray, ez come nigga anyday
Repeat chorus til fade
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