Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pimpin' Interlude, artist - 8Ball & MJG. Album song Ridin' High, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.03.2007
Record label: Bad Boy
Song language: English
Pimpin' Interlude |
I’m so cold, I need a coat in the kitchen |
I bust two verses, then go into intermission |
No way you can provoke my vision |
I, dont play I make a hoe pay a commission |
Baby, come on you know I wrote compositions |
That make niggaz wish they never spoke while they were spittin |
I’m so ready I’m bout to blow from the tension |
Like surprise you dont even know what you gettin |
I’m becomin quick at gettin slow ??? |
Cant throw my position, I flow with persition |
Is a must a keep it on the low in addition |
To all my weapons and no ammunition |
MJG, and I’m so in attention |
I see you tryin to creep me for my dough, why you trippin |
Youse a shipwreck nigga when you broke co-mission |
Jesse Jackson cant help you with the Hope Coalition |
Well, I’m spendin loose |
Got nothing to lose |
Got nothing to prove |
Its not easy to do |
I got the streets in my pocket |
With the hating better stop |
Straight Cadillac Pimpin' |
Young nigga better listen |
If I should die, before I wake |
Roll me sum up, make sho I’m straight |
Make sho my cup feel no react |
Make sho my paper come in stacks |
I come through like a mack, truck rumbling streets |
Big Boy hit tracks straight pummeling beats |
Rock hard like coke in a ??? |
Pay top dollar for the hot product indeed, yeah |
Turn it up and get addicted to it And have raw music soon as you listen to it Jump up like a old fat lady at church |
Jump back like a uncut thang at work |
Mang, hop in and take a ride with a pimp nigga |
Fire the green up and let me shoot the shit witcha |
Talk slick till I make a chick get the picture |
Just a page outta fat boy ghetto adventures |
Listen, I’m a titan on the mic |
Original, them weak niggaz bite what I write |
Oh Lord, we going to get it jumpin like revival |
Survival, Straight from my street bible |
These verses are must rip, dont slip, pimp a bitch |
Put on your look, best outfit, get rich |
This here, get you out of your seat fo sho |
Jump up, get crunk like you got the Holy Ghost |
Ay Yo, collection plate, be straight, dont hate |
Indicate, no shape, no plate |
Dont Hate, pay away, make a pimp, pockets straight |
VISA, check, cash, any city, any state |
Deep Down, in the country, in the hills, makin deals |
No ex-aggeration, it is what it is Come on, you aint never heard shit like this |
Two Pimps spittin game right out pu-pils |