Pimp N My Own Rhymes

Lyrics

P-I-M-P, M-J-fucking-G, raised in Tennessee, brother said he the big, Memphis Pimp-ology Cause Pimpin' ain't dead yet, these hoes ain't scared yet, remember I said that, your Life is a game, the hood is the battle zone, pass me the paper so I can be where the Chickens roam, load up my steel crones, step out to check out the streets, stop At the store to pick up some more of the grocery, if the truth is stand up, then Life are your principles, your bones are mental The blood is principle, off of your clothes So don't be born no blood stain Take care your business cause it's the time For all things My lyrics will demonstrate, that pimps don't Perpetrate The knowledge will penetrate, listen and Try to wait As I keep pimping rhymes, I'm out of my Pimping mind And I'm here to say that I'm a pimp in my own rhyme Rumors don't bother me, bitches they swallow me Starch off a nigga dark, a trick that you gotta treat Shit if she thinks she pretty and that's why I'm runnin' games The money I maintain by workin' my dangle lane The bitches be poppin' game and wearin' they niggas clothes Scandalous groupie, big choosy booty, outrageous hoes Ride in my wagon but if she's naggin' she's gotta go You gave me the pussy so I don't need you but fuckin' hoes A player, a rhyme saver, the bitch layer I break her, gun, hold back, then I take her home The thrill is gone, I got jet to set Before I get my ass in some mix Turn over Al Green, then pump up the Marvin Gaye Respo the chicken, then get a grip over Ashtray Full of that mode liquor, the bull is kickin' me He got my attention when I was finishin' number three But I ain't afraid to bust a cap on another bro Jet to the liquor store, then get me a pint too Followed my roadies, and now we rollin' through on mine Creep in the club, check out the hoes, then take a stroll Talk with the fellas, we stick together, that's how it goes People is ringing, some niggas singing, we gotta go Jet to another club, fuck with another ho Drop a few lines, check out the times, then make a move Go to the crib, slip in a row, take off my shoes Flip on the television, my eyes are hurting me Fucking with chicken can put a dent in reality If you a real nigga, you learn to play the game Pimp what you got to pimp, keep you some pocket change But I ain't no rippin' nigga, this shit happens all the time That's why I say that I'm a pimp in my own brand What does a mother fucker What does a mother fucker What does a mother fucker