[First Verse: Kangol Slim] Picture me peelin' out in a Deville Lac The Deville I'm peelin' out in is bustin' crushin' Diamonds ain't no thang Check out the ice on my fist Cardier wear flexin' on the wrist And my niggas makin' money like they supposed to The front seat of my Lac, feels just like a La-Z-Boy sofa I'm stackin' paper I'm makin' I'm makin' paper I'm stackin', these hatin' niggas tryin' to do a jackin' But I'm decappin', the first nigga I see If I feel he's gonna do some harm to me Protectin' me, by any means necessary In New Orleans, niggas killin' for less than a G That's why it be, just me and my P-N-C Straight screamin' seventeen til' I D-I-E Givin' all playa haters the blues it's a shame What they do to that poor alligator to make our shoes We pimpin' the scene
[Chorus: repeat 2X] I'm movin' in my ride (Do you wanna ride?) My hats tilt to the side (Side to Side) Ridin' with a Gangsta Lean You know a nigga pimpin' the scene (A nigga pimpin' the scene)
[Second Verse: Misdemeanor] See I be, pimpin' the scene cuz lil' red from the South Got that accent, plus I got them slugs in my mouth Ain't no sellin' out, boot niggas, love to shoot niggas Better recruit niggas We crackin' domes and splittin' vests niggas I see you grabbin' yo lady cuz she lookin' at me shady You must have seen that Devilish grin, that your girl gave me She slipped the number in, passed it to her girlfriend She gave me eyes again, her and her so-called friend I got'z to do them in, both of them broads gotta be done And I ain't doin' this shit for reppin', it's just for fun That's how it's done, on the one, then I'm on the run I play this game here for real and that's the way it come
[Chorus]
[Third Verse: Kangol Slim] Check it This goes out to all my niggas, who ain't got it And to all my real niggas, who bout it bout it If you ain't got a clean ride, muthafuck it Still pimp the scene if you ridin' in a bucket I ain't even gonna make it look like the finer things don't get props Cuz every living motherfucka got 'em So I don't give a fuck If you ridin' in a Olds Cutlass or an Expedition truck Put it on the Neutral ground and bump the sounds, let your shit straight floss Rev the engine up, show them bitches you got dual exhaust It pays the cost to be the boss where I'm from Niggas scared of the gun, scared to go out, and have a lil' fun But not me, I'm gone continue to pop bottles of wine Keep my diamonds on shine in the nine For the nigga tryin' to take mine I never know when my day gone come, but until then I'm down in New Orleans, know what I mean? Pimpin' the scene
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Copy to Clipboard: [First Verse: Kangol Slim] Picture me peelin' out in a Deville Lac The Deville I'm peelin' out in is bustin' crushin' Diamonds ain't no thang Check out the ice on my fist Cardier wear flexin' on the wrist And my niggas makin' money like they supposed to The front seat of my Lac, feels just like a La-Z-Boy sofa I'm stackin' paper I'm makin' I'm makin' paper I'm stackin', these hatin' niggas tryin' to do a jackin' But I'm decappin', the first nigga I see If I feel he's gonna do some harm to me Protectin' me, by any means necessary In New Orleans, niggas killin' for less than a G That's why it be, just me and my P-N-C Straight screamin' seventeen til' I D-I-E Givin' all playa haters the blues it's a shame What they do to that poor alligator to make our shoes We pimpin' the scene
[Chorus: repeat 2X] I'm movin' in my ride (Do you wanna ride?) My hats tilt to the side (Side to Side) Ridin' with a Gangsta Lean You know a nigga pimpin' the scene (A nigga pimpin' the scene)
[Second Verse: Misdemeanor] See I be, pimpin' the scene cuz lil' red from the South Got that accent, plus I got them slugs in my mouth Ain't no sellin' out, boot niggas, love to shoot niggas Better recruit niggas We crackin' domes and splittin' vests niggas I see you grabbin' yo lady cuz she lookin' at me shady You must have seen that Devilish grin, that your girl gave me She slipped the number in, passed it to her girlfriend She gave me eyes again, her and her so-called friend I got'z to do them in, both of them broads gotta be done And I ain't doin' this shit for reppin', it's just for fun That's how it's done, on the one, then I'm on the run I play this game here for real and that's the way it come
[Chorus]
[Third Verse: Kangol Slim] Check it This goes out to all my niggas, who ain't got it And to all my real niggas, who bout it bout it If you ain't got a clean ride, muthafuck it Still pimp the scene if you ridin' in a bucket I ain't even gonna make it look like the finer things don't get props Cuz every living motherfucka got 'em So I don't give a fuck If you ridin' in a Olds Cutlass or an Expedition truck Put it on the Neutral ground and bump the sounds, let your shit straight floss Rev the engine up, show them bitches you got dual exhaust It pays the cost to be the boss where I'm from Niggas scared of the gun, scared to go out, and have a lil' fun But not me, I'm gone continue to pop bottles of wine Keep my diamonds on shine in the nine For the nigga tryin' to take mine I never know when my day gone come, but until then I'm down in New Orleans, know what I mean? Pimpin' the scene
[Chorus] (3x)
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