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[Intro]

Pimp-pimp (Hooray)

Pimp-pimp (Hooray)

(Hooray)

Pimp-pimp (Hooray)

Pimp-pimp

[Pre-Chorus]

I'm sick and tired of being tired

Can't pick a side, the Gemini

Prophesize if we live or not

Promise momma not to fear nobody

Seen black turn 'em Burgundy

Hundred of them, I know I'm greedy

Stuck inside the belly of the beast

Can you please pray for me?

[Chorus]

Get God on the phone

Said it won't be long

I see jigaboos, I see Styrofoams

My hood going brazy

Where did we go wrong?

I see jigaboos, I see Styrofoams

Get Top on the phone

[Verse 1]

Tell the squad come home

We gon' ball again 'fore he call us home

World is going brazy, where did we go wrong?

It's a tidal wave, it's a thunderdome

Get God on the phone

I just got a raise (I just got a raise)

Spent it all on me (I spent it all on me)

Diamonds all appraised (Diamonds all appraised)

And I'm bossing up (And I'm bossing up)

Bitch, get out the way (Bitch, get out the way)

I'm the only way, we can fornicate

Ah, pimping and posing, look what I drove in, ah

Having these hoes and I know that I'm chosen, ah

I live by the code and me and my bros and, ah

My dollars ain't foldin', you was never the homie

[Pre-Chorus]

Seen black turn 'em Burgundy

Hundred of them, I know I'm greedy

Stuck inside the belly of the beast

Can you please pray for me?

[Chorus]

Get God on the phone

Said it won't be long

I see jigaboos, I see Styrofoams

My hood going brazy

Where did we go wrong?

I see jigaboos, I see Styrofoams

Get Top on the phone

(What's up, my nigga?)

[Verse 2]

Cornrow Kenny, he was born with a vision

All morning with the mixed dashboards, triple digits

Parallel park like an alien came visit

Slideshow for the night show, ten bitches

Find hoes with a blindfold, King Kendrick

(Hello, Billy)

So many plays, homie, I finesse

Palisade views with some sex

I lost a lot of love for missionary

This the first time I confess

Me and Top is like a Kobe and Phil

A father figure fuck with him, you get killed

Fuck with me and he will kill you himself

TDE the mafia of the west

Move in silence, yeah, we juggin’ like that

Act of violence, yeah, we juggin’ like that

I did a lot of dumb shit in my past

Lord forgive me, hoping I don't relapse

Dave just bought a new 911

Almost thought I’d seen another plane crash

Q just bought a brand new McLaren

Rock-a-lack about to buy the projects

Moosa got his son dripping in gold

Ali 'bout to let his hair down on hoes

Me, I'm 'bout to let my hair down on hoes

Top billin', that’s a million a show

Might blow the whole no whammy on Soul

Might tell Obama be more like Punch

Sounwave caught a Grammy last year

Mack wop, bet he do what he want

Fuck you niggas, level two, I'm not done

2Teez told me that I'm the one

I can put a rapper on life support

Guarantee that's something none of you want

Ten homies down and they all serving life

What is like twenty-five hundred a month?

What if I empty my bank out and stunt?

What if I certified all of these ones?

Bitch, I get buck, I'm as real as they come

Shit is amazing, I'm feeding my cravings

You know that you want me, come here now, lil' baby

I'm fuckin', I'm crazy

Serving it like I belong in the basement

Or live at the Days Inn

Yan Yan my relative, black cherry soda

Pistol and poverty, come get to know us

(Get Top on the phone)

[Outro]

Who doing the drums?

Man put that nigga on the drums man

Yep, all day, "Mortal Man" and "Kunta"

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