Keep It Pimpin’

Lyrics

(Intro) Chyeah Yo turn your system up and bang this shit Sit back and ride to this gangsta shit We keep it pimpin' run a game on a bitch Just turn your system up and bang this shit (Freddie Gibbs) (Verse 1) It's Gibbs baby the golden child coldest nigga in my click Keep it pimpin' so I keep it tight as bitches on my dick I'm a motherfucker that'll get a bitch and tap that booty for a couple stacks Then having her give me more dough as soon as she get her taxes back I spit that game, you know my name F-R-E double D to the I-E Ho don't try me, I got bitches from Canada to Hawaii And I don't need 'em, I let the government feed 'em When I meet 'em, I mistreat 'em and leave 'em If they got money I keep 'em (Hook) Yo turn your system up and bang this shit Sit back and ride to this gangsta shit We keep it pimpin' run a game on a bitch Just turn your system up and bang this shit Get your money mane I'm bout gettin' money, paper, cheddar, green Never trickin' on no bitch, I hit the mall and ball wid the team Keep it pimpin mane I'm bout gettin' money, paper, cheddar, green If you really love me baby get my money, hit the scene (Verse 2) Girl don't be hurt, go get my merch, I gotsta keep it pimpin' mumma You ain't gotta job then you better get work, you can even go strip to get them dollars I don't give a damn if a nigga wanna trip cause I got choppers if he want that drama He ain't gonna be talkin' that gangsta shit when I flip and I hit him off wit the llama, on my mumma Turn it up and bang this shit Niggas wanna hear that Mid-west, murder, ghetto, gangsta shit I'm a hustler in the streets is where I get my grip If a ho look like a goddess i'mma pimp that bitch (Hook) Yo turn your system up and bang this shit Sit back and ride to this gangsta shit We keep it pimpin' run a game on a bitch Just turn your system up and bang this shit Get your money mane I'm bout gettin' money, paper, cheddar, green Never trickin' on no bitch, I hit the mall and ball wid the team Keep it pimpin mane I'm bout gettin' money, paper, cheddar, green If you really love me baby get my money, hit the scene (Verse 3) This for the gangstas in the old school boxframes Beating up the block mane Keep it pimpin', stackin' change This for the ballers with the V12 coupes With the invisible roof Pimpin' bitches gettin' loot Don't be spooked when I run up on you for your money, paper, cheddar, green If a nigga really wanna come and get burnt i'mma pull that thing out with the beam Hope you taking hede to the game that i'm spittin' If you feel me homie turn up the bass and keep it pimpin' nigga (Hook) Yo turn your system up and bang this shit Sit back and ride to this gangsta shit We keep it pimpin' run a game on a bitch Just turn your system up and bang this shit Get your money mane I'm bout gettin' money, paper, cheddar, green Never trickin' on no bitch, I hit the mall and ball wid the team Keep it pimpin mane I'm bout gettin' money, paper, cheddar, green If you really love me baby get my money, hit the scene