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'96, ah shit, |
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Ice-T, back representin', nigga, once again |
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That real shit, nigga |
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I thought you knew, bitch |
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Better recognize |
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Players, check your grip before you get popped |
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Bitches, get my money before you get dropped |
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Gotcha, buggin' off the words |
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I sayBecause this type of pimpin' happens every day |
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Niggas wanna know my steelo |
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Bitches wanna get with the baddest |
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Hustlin' apparatus |
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It's the L. |
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A. cash flow, master-roller |
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No one gets colder, |
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I used to flip boulders |
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Of caine on my brain, it's outta control, crime plot |
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A dead-ass cop and muthafuckas get got |
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In the game it ain't safe for the weak or the timid |
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Known to break a bitch but barely rarely slide up in it |
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So you see me in a club, grab your woman like you wanna |
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Blink your eyes and the freak is out there freezin' on the corner |
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She got caught by the curls and the jewels |
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Lookin' for a nigga that is quick to pull tools |
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Now she's breakin' herself, makin' herself |
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Respect my technique of pimpin', minus all simpin' |
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Check it bitches, it ain't nothin' nice |
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You're gonna seal or sell pussy if you roll with the |
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IcePlayers, check your grip before you get popped |
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Bitches, get my money before you get dropped |
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Gotcha, buggin' off the words |
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I sayBecause this type of pimpin' happens every day |
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Oh, my God, the nigga rolls hard |
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Every player mentions me |
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The hustler of the century(Ice, that nigga ain't nothin' nice) |
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I got more freaks than |
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Heff', my bankroll's off vice |
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Commandin' straight pimp tactics |
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None of y'all can match this |
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Meet a freak in a week, her workplace a matress |
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Really though, recognize the pimp type flow |
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I don't smoke endo, |
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I count cash on my patio |
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So much love on the streets, don't need no bodyguard |
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Big up to my homies with the pimp type nod |
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I'm off the hook, checkin' traps in |
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VegasFull link mink with the matchin' borsalino |
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I change cars like you change drawers, bitch |
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I got a stable full of thoroughbreds that make me rich |
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Niggas hate me, 'cause they can't control they roll |
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They see that fat old ass and start givin' me cash |
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Players, check your grip before you get popped |
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Bitches, get my money before you get dropped |
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Gotcha, buggin' off the words |
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I sayBecause this type of pimpin' happens every day |
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My mind's blown off fine champagne |
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So bent on currency, got green in my vein |
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So damn smooth that every woman wanna touch me |
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So much sexuality that nuns wanna fuck me |
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I kick back with my pimpin' ballin' brothers |
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Stand over the bed, dump the cash on the covers |
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The game's got me, |
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I'm a slave to the roll |
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Hoes belong on the track and |
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I belong in gold |
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Silk and satin, |
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I deserve a pimpin' pattin' |
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Been in the life so long cause |
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I stomp bitches who start rattin' |
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Mostly friendly, but do got that gorilla in me |
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Save it for the player hater, niggas with the envy |
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Lot of niggas talk it, but they can't hold a hooker |
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Ice took her, she was too long a looker |
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It's strictly straight lace hustlin' on mine |
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I been pimpin' all my life and |
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I don't mind dyin' |
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Players, check your grip before you get popped |
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Bitches, get my money before you get dropped |
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Gotcha, buggin' off the words |
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I sayBecause this type of pimpin' happens every day |
