Letra de Pimp On
Time and time again, I try to cope with being poor But I had to say just what I feel, so now I'm kicking in your door My daughter needs Pampers and milk And my mind is confused on how we gon' survive So when you me strapped it looking with a bad one You looking at the face of a desperate man I'm running and leaving with my .45But then I fuck around and slip on my ski mask, ready to blast Then I come through the door with a motherfucking 4-4 I want the Rolex watches and cash, and you can call the laws I got another clip in my drawers, there'll be screaming and officers down Because it's all about the money, ain't a damn thing funny What you got I'ma have out town, 'fore they put my ass in the groundGotta get my pimp on, pimp on When a nigga be hustling on them corners Gotta get my pimp on, pimp on When a nigga be moving marijuana Gotta get my pimp on, pimp on Better watch your back when it get mad Gotta get my pimp on, pimp on Everything in front of me's up for grabsGotta get my pimp on, pimp on When a nigga be hustling on them corners Gotta get my pimp on, pimp on When a nigga be moving marijuana Gotta get my pimp on, pimp on Better watch your back when it get mad Gotta get my pimp on, pimp on Everything in front of me's up for grabsYo and I'm keepin' a hell of a hustler, got to work my muscle Got to be running around in the streets Got to beat my feet when I steal sweets On a solo creep, nothing but a thug Sent a drove to them hoes, never wanted hoes Got to keep my mind on my money 'cause I gotta dream While pulling up on the scene, jumping out of paper land Tell me Hilfiger chose those jeansGot a crease, and it never ceased to amaze me By the individual hustle, that'd pay me When I got to provide for my baby, and maybe I be creaming the fucking, music and deep got to hit the week Got to get a fat pocket, on a get it out free Not the H.P.D., even though Ft. Baylow can't stop itGotta be true to the game, never new to the game A nigga did two and a half of the game, and I show no shame Creeping your hustle, really means Mess with the way that you make your change Got a set of pumps and a nigga fool come through And hit from the back Were you thinking you a G, when you fucking that hoe But I'm leaving your frame and for chest, matter of fact I'mReady for the money like a bombs So I said it be running out that chrome Niggas be coming to the serve when I slam But they better be ready to find them another way home When it should of got dark for the money Got to take a nigga life in the hustle Wondering brah, I don't want to make no goddamn headlines I don't want to do no goddamn fed timesGotta get my pimp on, pimp on When a nigga be hustling on them corners Gotta get my pimp on, pimp on When a nigga be moving marijuana Gotta get my pimp on, pimp on Better watch your back when it get mad Gotta get my pimp on, pimp on Everything in front of me's up for grabsGotta get my pimp on, pimp on When a nigga be hustling on them corners Gotta get my pimp on, pimp on When a nigga be moving marijuana Gotta get my pimp on, pimp on Better watch your back when it get mad Gotta get my pimp on, pimp on Everything in front of me's up for grabsCould it be the worst nightmare, hoping to God A motherfucker where a nigga don't fight fair Sticking and moving and bobbing and weaving I'm lowered to a gauge, hold it right there Selling my drugs and my gorilla thugs Man it don't stop 'til a nigga get paidAll in my homes what I'm about Trying to move an album funky like Dre But I'm everyday, thinking about my rent and my phone bill And my light bill, and my water bill, and I can't spill and my people peel Every other motherfucking day it's a sequel heal, but I keep on climbingI gotta get the diamonds in the grill, and the creases And the clothes but the yellow bone hoes Keep popping me and ain't stopping me And every day 'cause a nigga be knocking me But I'ma plant this on a nigga Even nigga want to try me, fuck around and need me here I be Nigga where's your Ridgemont ID Have a motherfucker hollering out why me?And it's plain to see me losing the game, my life end Like a nigga been dying faster, feeling the pain I'm a pistol packing Christian Living the life of a hustler, really don't give aGotta get my pimp on, pimp on When a nigga be hustling on them corners Gotta get my pimp on, pimp on When a nigga be moving marijuana Gotta get my pimp on, pimp on Better watch your back when it get mad Gotta get my pimp on, pimp on Everything in front of me's up for grabsGotta get my pimp on, pimp on When a nigga be hustling on them corners Gotta get my pimp on, pimp on When a nigga be moving marijuana Gotta get my pimp on, pimp on Better watch your back when it get mad Gotta get my pimp on, pimp on Everything in front of me's up for grabs