Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pimpin' and Jackin' , by - Too Short. Song from the album Enemy of the State, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 14.03.2000
Record label: Warlock
Song language: English
Pimpin' and Jackin' |
| Man, it sure has been a long time mayne… you know? |
| Got the fuck out the gate though |
| $hort Dog, check these bitches man |
| (Ay yo C-Bo) Ha, what is it my nigga? |
| (What's up mayne?) |
| Ah you know, keepin' it gangsta fo sho' (Yeah) |
| (These niggas out here tryin' to player hate on the West man) |
| Fuck them niggas (Spit that shit nigga) |
| I give a fuck where you from fool I’m ridin' with $hort |
| If I step in the ring and scream kill they dyin' for sure |
| You better ask these niggas, from high death to the top |
| I had to answer these niggas, bone crusher blast at these niggas |
| There ain’t no fast in these niggas, all my niggas gotta eat |
| So it’s a must that I crush ki’s, if I’m smearin' I dust up many |
| Bustin' slugs up any, from The Yay to GA |
| Heard the fed’s at the house, gotta use the spray with the 'K |
| Twenty pounds of criptonite on a plane (on a plane) |
| Ten metrograph birds on a train (on a train) |
| Ten years down the line doin' the same thang |
| Nigga fresh up out the pen bangin' the same gang |
| On parole, fo-fifth stay aimed to flame |
| Rearrange a nigga brain, bitch we bring the pain |
| $hort Dog my nigga, we ride 'til death do us |
| Only way to face death is to put a teflon through us |
| Me and $hort forever stack doe, and keep it crackin' |
| If the music ain’t stackin', he pimpin' bitch and I’m jackin' |
| On the track with a full metal jacket, yellin' fuck the world |
| Westside gon' have it, what?! |
| Me and $hort forever stack doe, and keep it crackin' |
| If the music ain’t stackin', he pimpin' bitch and I’m jackin' |
| On the track with a full metal jacket, yellin' fuck the world |
| Westside gon' have it, uh |
| I know all about these nothin' ass hoes |
| Niggas you can’t trust and how this street life goes |
| I gotta hustle, that’s all I ever think about |
| If I gotta stand on the corner when the fiends come out |
| If my raps don’t sell, I’m pimpin' Sonia |
| Cause pussy never stop sellin' in California |
| Turn a bitch into a ho… |
| Even had a bitch rappin' in the studio |
| Turnin' tricks, suckin' dicks in a video |
| If you see some money you better get it ho |
| You know I gotta eat good, this ain’t no joke |
| We got bitches, music, and we slangin' dope |
| Up all night, tryin' to make more cash |
| Police always tryin' to take your stash |
| They need to just let a player do his thang |
| Eat steak everyday and make some loose change |
| Me and $hort forever stack doe, and keep it crackin' |
| If the music ain’t stackin', he pimpin' bitch and I’m jackin' |
| On the track with a full metal jacket, yellin' fuck the world |
| The Westside gon' have it, what?! |
| Me and $hort forever stack doe, and keep it crackin' |
| If the music ain’t stackin', he pimpin' bitch and I’m jackin' |
| On the track with a full metal jacket, yellin' fuck the world |
| The Westside gon' have it, uh |
| It’s fuck a bitch, get rich, put a snitch in a ditch |
| Keep a clip full of hollow-tips that’ll slang from the hip |
| Fo'-fifth flame and flip, bodies like a Gotti |
| Once my infrared spot him I rise and I got him |
| Fuckin' with a killer, stay on the chase for the millas |
| Fat house on the hilla, Benz truck, 20 inch wheelas |
| 600 blunted, to the airport then scoop $hort |
| Fat heater on lap, I dare any nigga to step forth |
| Get smoked of course, blasted, in a casket |
| Murder them bastards, leave the whole scene drastic |
| Jumped in the car with C-Bo, on the way to the liquor sto' |
| Before we go get some more indo |
| So we can smoke and ride |
| Cause I’mma stay high for the rest of my life |
| Independent in a major way |
| I know you love the way us players play |
| I wasn’t born with a silver spoon, but I stay hungry |
| Bitches hear what I say and everyday they want me |
| Me and $hort forever stack doe, and keep it crackin' |
| If the music ain’t stackin', he pimpin' bitch and I’m jackin' |
| On the track with a full metal jacket, yellin' fuck the world |
| The Westside gon' have it, uh |
| Me and $hort forever stack doe, and keep it crackin' |
| If the music ain’t stackin', he pimpin' bitch and I’m jackin' |
| On the track with a full metal jacket, yellin' fuck the world |
| The Westside gon' have it, nigga |