| Ah yea
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| Eightball &MJG in the muthafuckin house
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| We came here today to talk to about this thing
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| called pimpin
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| It has been misunderstood over the years
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| so now we have come to set the record straight
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| niggas don’t do this shit right
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| it takes a special kind of nigga
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| you know what I’m sayin
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| yeah
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| It takes a nigga dat hard from the start
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| you gotta have heart
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| to meet a bitch, mack hard down, then rip her apart
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| it’s all in the game, a nigga can’t change
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| if you don’t break a bitch
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| then your game is lame man
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| see I’m from Tennesee
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| wit curls and gold teeth
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| so every were I go, bitchs strike up conversations wit me about the way I talk, about the way I dress, about
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| how my gold teeth look so fresh
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| see how I bait a man, seen as a nigga speak
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| that deep voice just make a bitch knees weak
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| I’m in my cadallic, chillin like a fatmack
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| smoking on a fat sac, drinkin’on a pint of yac
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| I pick up my car phone, call the freak beat
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| It’s my nigga baby mama, but sometimes I creap
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| that’s just the way it is, niggas have to take a chance
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| when you ain’t around, anybody could be in dat ass
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| But I just a young nigga, trying to make a dolla
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| and they way I live, to some it’s hard to swalla
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| see livin’down south ain’t what you think it be nine times out of ten niggas like me pimps
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| Ya that’s right
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| we trying to teach all these lames, you know
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| how to do this shit
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| cause it’s really a hard job
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| but them lame niggas
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| they make me get so high
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| I just can’t seem to get my feet on the ground
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| I get so high
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| and I just can’t seem to get my feet on the ground
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| (MJG)
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| Now let me explain a pimp
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| a nigga about the m-o-n-e-y
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| see a hoe, break a hoe
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| and try to influence the bitch, to a trick the nigga who
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| persuaded her to sell ass like hoes suppose too
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| now how in the fuck do you think a pimp is slippin
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| surrounded by all these hoes
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| that’s going and givin me money
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| it’s funny how a hoe can make you think she wit ya when all the time
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| she’s just another niggas gold digger
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| MJG got a bitch for a rich trick
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| take care of your business
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| bring me the money, ya this shit is thick
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| hoe don’t violate, bitch I know I taught you better
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| take all of cash, grab on his ass
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| write dat trick a love letter
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| train your woman to break a man
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| man meeting another nigga
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| just some shit in the game, same-o-same
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| to make you pimpin thicker
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| slicker the pimpin gets, freaker gets the bitch
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| MJG is rich, I’m coe-coe for this tricks
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| I pimp
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| Ya that’s right baby
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| I pimp
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| so uh, what you need to do is sat dat ass there
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| and uh, right about now, I bout to fire up one of these spliffs
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| and get so high
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| (Eightball)
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| Part 2
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| It’s all the same G trying to school fools, on this P-I-M-P
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| lession one
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| first you should pull a bitch, fuck her good
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| next time tell her no, the next time take her dough
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| oh, you better watch your back to man
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| cause there’s alot of bitchs in the world wit much game
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| lession two
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| watch dat hoe, don’t trust her wit none of yo dough
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| never let a bitch know, how you much yo cash flow
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| lession three
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| if you don’t tell dat hoe who is boss
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| bitchs like to run shit
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| but end up getting smacked in the mouth
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| see a real nigga believe in beatin them hoes down
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| push they head into the wall until you hear dat crackin sound
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| drown in the tub, rub-a-dub-dub
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| some niggas get pussy whipped and fall into them love bugs
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| buying hoes this, buying hoes that
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| then bragging to your friends
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| how you fucked her from back
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| never how you took they cash, never how you beat they ass
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| never how you pull hoes, fuck them, then dropping fast
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| I don’t understand your plan at all man
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| but you should be around niggas like me pimps
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| Ya man
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| this niggas is a trip, you know what I’m sayin
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| but niggas like me, I have to smoke them spliffs
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| to get my mind off dat shit, and when I smoke um'
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| I get so high
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| Wherever there’s a hoe
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| there’s bound to be a pimp
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| the pimp supplys his bitchs wit some tricks
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| dat they can tempt
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| a sucker will spend his money, till he ain’t got nothin left
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| instead of blamming the bitch, he needs to blame it on himself
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| it wouldn’t be hoe, if it wasn’t for the tricks
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| but I suggest we keep em', so a pimp can keep his bitch
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| It needs to be understand, there wouldn’t be one without the other
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| so why the fuck these folks keep trying to sweat a muthafucka
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| jealous suckers just mad!!!
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| they can’t hang with the pimp thang, looking to sprinkle some salt
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| in a pimps game
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| how in the fuck do you figure pimpin is dead when nigga you know it’s alive
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| pimpin is misunderstood by those who can’t, that’s why they said it died
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| others tried pimpin, but were only makin chump change
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| one track minded niggas never run a Amtrain
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| rearrange shit dat they done seen in a movie script
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| dam ain’t dat a bitch, niggas like me pimp
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| MJ fuckin G, P-I-M-P
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| staying down on this pimpin bout’these hoes
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| but some niggas fuck shit up for real niggas
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| and dat shit just makes me get so high |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pimp Ride , by - Young Buck. Song from the album Split: The Rehab / From the Bottom 2 the Top, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп