If U Didn’t Know Bitch

Lyrics

[Intro: 211] (If you didn't know, bitch) [Verse 1: Kingpin Skinny Pimp] Money mo, money mo, niggas on the track with dope I was only fourteen, slangin' on some dial soap Tryna break a junkie bitch and then I get my dick sucked Why you runnin' your cocksucker? Bitch, my pockets swoled up I was into gamblin', nigga hit the concrete When I knock the socks off, you can talk your ass off My step daddy Darrell taught me how to play a broad And how to cut game, like a motherfuckin' chainsaw Mane, I hate the police, lawyers got me sowed up Now every time you see them crooked bitches, fire that thang up Ghetto ass nigga, from a ghetto ass neighborhood I'm ready to kill, stеal, trill nigga, I ain't got no love Stressin' all that bullshit, that trick I'm playin, ho, front, I buck 'em down Hе's in my trunk, stankin' like a skunk This is from experience, I sacrificed my life to the streets Yeah, nigga Fuck peace [Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp & 211] Shoot on a trick, when I'm thick Slick, ain't got no sorrow, bitch (If you didn't know, bitch) [Interlude: Kingpin Skinny Pimp & 211] Ah, yeah, this shit is like this right here For all y'all sissy-ass niggas (If you didn't know, bitch) You think you wanna get some? This shit is too thick, buster-ass nigga, fuck peace Yeah, bitch, I'm finna take care of my business (If you didn't know, bitch) What's up, to my nigga 211? You know what I'm sayin' 'Cause my nigga gangbang on any kinda thing Know what I'm sayin' It's like this, ho-ass nigga [Verse 2: Kingpin Skinny Pimp] I woke up in the mornin', smokin' breakfast got me dazed I threw on my Khaki shirt, OG style, baby doo-doo braids I'm plottin' on these sissy sucker, they run they grip constantly My road-dog Lil' John strapped with "M," for one, we faithful to the streets Because I grew up with no shit up in my 'frigerator Sometime I hustle from the circle, put food on my table I'm down to die on my time, it was for me I own You talkin' gankin'? Adiós, partner, show you wrong I'm full of alcohol but tryna make my pockets swole In fact, I'm slangin', stangin', gankin' when I'm on the stroll Ayo, I'm only down with niggas that I hang with Bizzat to they high fade, ain't meant for no robbin' Yo, fizzact, persizzonally, they say I'm insizzane And I ain't thinkin' 'bout no lawyer, see my sack's fat Smokin' on some trizznue, blowin' a gun, it izznew My bank on swole, nigga, 'cause I'm livin' by the tone Fuck peace, my '98 is '93 with hammers on, biatch [Chorus: Skinny Pimp & 211] Shoot on a trick, when I'm thick Slick, ain't got no sorrow, bitch (If you didn't know, bitch) [Outro: Kingpin Skinny Pimp & 211] Ah, yeah, y'all know what motherfuckin' time it is All the real motherfuckin' killers, proud of they self Like me, know what I'm sayin' (If you didn't know, bitch) Any kinda anna' I got with a bitch ass nigga, mane I told y'all, I'ma take care of it, bitch So step on up (If you didn't know, bitch) Be the next contestant to the morgue, ho (If you didn't know, bitch)