I say why a nigga got to die, that's a part of life I wish I wasn't never born, cuz this life ain't right My partner had to go over a hoe, but it's cool I can't be calmed down, when I see her I'm a use my tool Act a fool, let her know how it feel to be underground and When she get there I know Pimp gonna beat her down Give me the weed so I can choke When I see her she get smoked Bitch think it's a game, but it ain't no joke I'm a fuck on that dope Pimp Daddy we miss ya, we love ya But it's all right, that whole Ca§h Money Click Gonna be on that other side and get high Cuz I'm comin' cuz I'm a three man funk and B gonna bring the gin Boo-Koo trill There it go, havin' fun in another world Thinkin' about old time's We go open the lab, and have us still writin' rhymes Nigga's wanna sound like you, and walk with a limp Everybody still wanna be like you, but there's only one Pimp And you gone, who did it gonna get popped in Glocked in, my boy gone but ain't forgotten {Rest In Peace, That's How We Do It, Straight From The Heart, And That C.M.R. {Ya Heard Me
Verse Two: {Yella Boy
Ninety Five, Ninety Six, more trick's, Fa'sho Yella Boy, ya see My summaries, the memories, ya see he's never buried A nigga still pimpin' for the legendary Gary, Every time I get happy up in this rap there's a glisp cliff I think about the drama sho'nuff make's me Miss ya, I got to pull's off for you fake pimp wanna bee's Don't let me catch ya sleepin' I'll knock you to yo knees Pimp up in the air, I know my boy standin' close If you was around pimpin' we shoul take a toast The pimpin' the trippin' on a regular basis Servin' hoes, lockin' number's, not rememberin' face's I got yo back shootin' straight like a sniper I ease up on the scene and make's ya rowdy Like Rod Piper, duck's behind the bin, to Often feel I need to Buck! Buck! Brusin' all my enemies bringin' 'em bad luck
Verse Three: {Tec-9
This analogy, that my nigga Pimp With the gangsta limp, is now in a gangsta lean But this shit is true, and I never knew it could be like that Ain't nobody special when it come's to the gat First you fuck that hoe, and then you stop to think How many nigga's die, because of a stank ass hoe Should have been that bitch layin' on the floor Guess what? But she still got to go What the fuck is this, blood comin' from my nigga head Retailation is the method that I'm takin' When I'm steppin' in that world Got to go get myself some furl And I'm in yo hallway always plottin' In a situation, where my nigga is gone but not forgotten {Fa'sho, you not forgotten boy {Much Love Pimp Daddy from yo nigga Tec-9 {And the Black Connection {Cash Money Records always in there
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Verse One: {B.G.
I say why a nigga got to die, that's a part of life I wish I wasn't never born, cuz this life ain't right My partner had to go over a hoe, but it's cool I can't be calmed down, when I see her I'm a use my tool Act a fool, let her know how it feel to be underground and When she get there I know Pimp gonna beat her down Give me the weed so I can choke When I see her she get smoked Bitch think it's a game, but it ain't no joke I'm a fuck on that dope Pimp Daddy we miss ya, we love ya But it's all right, that whole Ca§h Money Click Gonna be on that other side and get high Cuz I'm comin' cuz I'm a three man funk and B gonna bring the gin Boo-Koo trill There it go, havin' fun in another world Thinkin' about old time's We go open the lab, and have us still writin' rhymes Nigga's wanna sound like you, and walk with a limp Everybody still wanna be like you, but there's only one Pimp And you gone, who did it gonna get popped in Glocked in, my boy gone but ain't forgotten {Rest In Peace, That's How We Do It, Straight From The Heart, And That C.M.R. {Ya Heard Me
Verse Two: {Yella Boy
Ninety Five, Ninety Six, more trick's, Fa'sho Yella Boy, ya see My summaries, the memories, ya see he's never buried A nigga still pimpin' for the legendary Gary, Every time I get happy up in this rap there's a glisp cliff I think about the drama sho'nuff make's me Miss ya, I got to pull's off for you fake pimp wanna bee's Don't let me catch ya sleepin' I'll knock you to yo knees Pimp up in the air, I know my boy standin' close If you was around pimpin' we shoul take a toast The pimpin' the trippin' on a regular basis Servin' hoes, lockin' number's, not rememberin' face's I got yo back shootin' straight like a sniper I ease up on the scene and make's ya rowdy Like Rod Piper, duck's behind the bin, to Often feel I need to Buck! Buck! Brusin' all my enemies bringin' 'em bad luck
Verse Three: {Tec-9
This analogy, that my nigga Pimp With the gangsta limp, is now in a gangsta lean But this shit is true, and I never knew it could be like that Ain't nobody special when it come's to the gat First you fuck that hoe, and then you stop to think How many nigga's die, because of a stank ass hoe Should have been that bitch layin' on the floor Guess what? But she still got to go What the fuck is this, blood comin' from my nigga head Retailation is the method that I'm takin' When I'm steppin' in that world Got to go get myself some furl And I'm in yo hallway always plottin' In a situation, where my nigga is gone but not forgotten {Fa'sho, you not forgotten boy {Much Love Pimp Daddy from yo nigga Tec-9 {And the Black Connection {Cash Money Records always in there
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