Like Dat

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[Chorus: Evil Pimp] We gettin' drunk, like that We stayin' drunk, like that We smokin' blunts, like that We sellin' yak, like that We runnin' laps, like that We slangin' sacks, like that We got the gas, that will put you on your back, like that We gettin' drunk, like that We stayin' drunk, like that We smokin' blunts, like that We sellin' yak, like that We runnin' laps, like that We slangin' sacks, like that We got the gas, that will put you on your back, like that [Verse 1: Evil Pimp] Boy your monkey ass, caught you slippin' at your place Knock up on your fuckin' door, put my gat up in your face Bitch, you better pump your brakes, see you reach out for that mace I got bullеts in my gun that blow your ass straight out of space Silencer stay on thе barrel, hit my target like a arrow I got blood on my shirt, I find and see, just like a sparrow Posted up, I'm on the block, paranoid from the cops 'Cause I got a loaded .44, and a pocket full of rocks Tryna stop a nigga servin', 'cause I'm rollin clean suburban When you see a nigga, Playa Rob, I'm always puffin' urban Got me swervin', speech be slurred And 'cause I'm pressed up on the curb and Hoes be all up on my jock, on my back just like a turbine Steady splurgin' on them thugs, got me ridin' for my thugs Got the windows all clouded up, we goin' off them drugs Steady drunk as I can be, when I'm blowin' on my trees Got me floatin' like a butterfly, and stingin' like a bee [Chorus: Evil Pimp] We gettin' drunk, like that We stayin' drunk, like that We smokin' blunts, like that We sellin' yak, like that We runnin' laps, like that We slangin' sacks, like that We got the gas, that will put you on your back, like that We gettin' drunk, like that We stayin' drunk, like that We smokin' blunts, like that We sellin' yak, like that We runnin' laps, like that We slangin' sacks, like that We got the gas, that will put you on your back, like that [Verse 2: Evil Pimp] Cock the hammer back and bang it, leave your friends all on the pavement Talkin' like you really dangerous, but I leave you dead and hangin' Buy 'em ankers from the ceilin', drop you off a fuckin' squeilin' Why I had to make you suffer, seize your eyes for fuckin' breathin' Hurt you, told up all my nigga, drag your body to the river See your men be on that level, tryna cross a crucial nigga I can't tell how rich you're fakin', fire [?] just like some bacon Pull the gauge up off my trizzckal, leave your body fuckin' shakin' Stangin' in my Chevy-trizzuck, I take you to the spot [?] Victim of my twenty fizzum, got a nigga on the rizzum From the laws I'm stayin' under, ridin' in the car like Stevie Wonder Playa Rob, is it your maker, with the rastas smokin' ganja Victim of the finest woman, steady pimp 'em while I'm sweatin' In the lane, by them villains, blast them niggas like a chamaleon Hundred G's up on my hizzack, two rocks while I'm 'bout my business So I put myself so drizzelf, fuck the popos and the fizzies [Chorus: Evil Pimp] We gettin' drunk, like that We stayin' drunk, like that We smokin' blunts, like that We sellin' yak, like that We runnin' laps, like that We slangin' sacks, like that We got the gas, that will put you on your back, like that We gettin' drunk, like that We stayin' drunk, like that We smokin' blunts, like that We sellin' yak, like that We runnin' laps, like that We slangin' sacks, like that We got the gas, that will put you on your back, like that [Outro: Evil Pimp] We gettin' drunk, like that We stayin' drunk, like that We smokin' blunts, like that We sellin' yak, like that We runnin' laps, like that We slangin' sacks, like that We got the gas, that will put you on your back, like that We gettin' drunk, like that We stayin' drunk, like that We smokin' blunts, like that We sellin' yak, like that We runnin' laps, like that We slangin' sacks, like that We got the gas, that will put you on your back, like that We gettin' drunk, like that We stayin' drunk, like that We smokin' blunts, like that We sellin' yak, like that We runnin' laps, like that We slangin' sacks, like that We got the gas, that will put you on your back, like that We gettin' drunk, like that We stayin' drunk, like that We smokin' blunts, like that We sellin' yak, like that We runnin' laps, like that We slangin' sacks, like that We got the gas, that will put you on your back, like that We gettin' drunk, like that We stayin' drunk, like that We smokin' blunts, like that We sellin' yak, like that We runnin' laps, like that We slangin' sacks, like that We got the gas, that will put you on your back, like that
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Credits
- Writers
- Evil Pimp
- Playa Rob