Kickin’ in da Door

Lyrics

[Intro: DJ Paul, Kingpin Skinny Pimp & DriveBy] What's up, Paul, mane? What's up, DriveBy? Ain't too much What's up, fool? Mane, y'all won't believe what happened to me, mane Ridin' through Hurts Village, mane, with no license, mane What? Mane, y'all ain't know, mane The police ran after me, mane And I seen the narcs and everything, thinkin' they— [Verse 1: Kingpin Skinny Pimp & DJ Paul] It was on a stormy night, I was ballin' ninety-eight Every day of the week when I can't sleep I'm out here tossin' yay' Police on the other side on the village, tryin' to scope me out with flashlights I'm silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit I ain't got no license so I jumped out with the quickness Got my track hot as hell, slowed up all my business Clientele walkin' down the sidewalk, shall I serve the fool? Knowin' I don't sell rock for rock cause he might be the narcs Anyway asked him what he lookin' for, he said about three juices Is this a stick-up? The joker's got me real spooked He stuck his tone to my face Ay, fool, get on the ground Jumpin' out the bushes, four young killers as they fin' to clown Yeah, surprise fool They shot me in my back, I'm drippin' from the stang back I pledge, if I'm not paid [?] It was so sweet Robbers, they hang in the hood where they ride clean Stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K Hey make me click quick, don't make a move trick Hammer thangs with the gold gleam, big Pioneer twelve woofer screen Window shake, Nouveau juice on the crush As I lean back like a mack, I'm the shit, pockets fat stacked With turnip greens that I make, every trick that I break They got treated the same way, always dark, never day *pow pow* what you got? I can't get; so I take Hit the park on a sunny day, scopin' as I celebrate GimiSumthin' Family, trick [Bridge: Kingpin Skinny Pimp, DJ Paul & Gangsta Blac] Kickin', kickin', kickin' in the door, I'm makin' lemons hit the floor for keys We smoke, we smoke, my pretty boy smile don't joke Kickin', kickin' in the door, I'm makin' lemons hit the floor for keys Hizzo trizzack jumpin' (Income means ends come in) Kickin', kickin' in the door, I'm makin' lemons hit the floor for keys Yeah, he's gone, met the chrome, bucked 'em 'til I saw some foam Kickin', kickin' in the door, I'm makin' lemons hit the floor for keys [Verse 2: Kingpin Skinny Pimp] Fresh up outta jail, I'm out on bond, I gotta get back in Hangin' on Hurts Village track, I was slip and slangin' Horny for the women, tryin' to find some to stab on G's tryin' to give me action, I don't need the satisfaction I ain't lettin' a woman play me like a pimp Let me know you trickin', then I'm stickin' with the quickness on you freaky tramp Housin' at the crib I was playin' a hoe for change Mane, what the hell is goin' on in here? When her mane busted in with a whole bunch of ana' I was buttnaked when he reached up in the closet Pulled out his Tec and said "Keep on stabbin' that freaky trick" I ran into it sideways, her boyfriend shot, I'm sweatin' fast Dropped his gun cryin', I snatched my shit, then broke bad Aww, baby why you do me like that? That's it, I'm finna kill that boy Bailed up out that junt quick, but with no, money, I left Lil Gin Her man is gunnin', the TEC bullets in my back, I hit the ground Izzon, gizzone, just see, I'm on my way down [Outro] Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit [Conversation]