Gorilla Pympin’

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Six-2] Big baller, on fly diggy, black four fifty Quickly run into your city like a gypsy I kept a half an ounce of buddah to get the cash and bounce 51 mashin, I ain't stopped to see who doin' the askin' All these player haters doin' this blastin' So while these fools' world's be heated like passion I'm gon' cash in, what? - I'm workin' with the full grip Ain't no future in that bullshit So I pull shit, off like a presidential Snake, stay illegal like the governmental Fake. Its Phat Cat all the time Got my shit lookin' bright like a shoe shine Rub you off like a massage when I'm on the grind Cause in my mind, you better get yours, cause I'mma get mine. fool [Hook: Dr. Dre] Stackin' them bricks got you trippin' Them cookies and them cakes got you slippin' A flock of birds got you on the yard simpin' While we be cheifin hay all day, Gorilla Pimpin' Stackin' them bricks got you trippin' Them cookies and them cakes got you slippin' A flock of birds got you on the yard simpin' While we be gettin' paid, all day Gorilla Pympin' [Verse 2: Six-2] Now I'mma drop a jewel right quick, G shit You finna get the convict, subliminal bomb shit Criminal, monoply, philosophy Million dollar properties, G's overseas, status Peep my mackish apparatus Known for my gift to grammar from Atlanta to Atlantis I handles this, pound for pound, Roy Jones scandalous Break 'em down, I'm gonna give you what you need Full bars, big dick and straight weed Or get wet up, fool, you better get up And get yours from the T.O.P. fuckin' with me Smooth Jacks and Broke Backs and Kool Max Some criminal contacts, be lovin' my platinum plaques But that ain't where my goals at On the real, dollar bills mothafucker Can you fold that? [Hook: Dr. Dre] Stackin' them bricks got you trippin' Them cookies and them cakes got you slippin' A flock of birds got you on the yard simpin' While we cheifin hay all day, Gorilla Pimpin' Stackin' them bricks got you trippin' Them cookies and them cakes got you slippin' A flock of birds got you on the yard simpin' While we gettin' paid, all day Gorilla Pympin' [Break: Dr. Dre] It's goin' on and on, nigga It's goin' on and on and on It's goin' on and on, my nigg It's goin' on and on and on It's goin' on and on, nigga It's goin' on and on and on It's goin' on and on, my nigg G's up, goin' on and on and on [Verse 3: Six2] Knick Knack Patty Whack, give the dog a bone No give him a check 'tell my nigga it's on It don't stop, until your life get popped And you can sell them 5 million when you drop. I jam better than the rest of them I am, therefore, I pack the floor when I'm on tour We can make it, though, nigga's actin' hardcore It ain't the cost though, nigga it's the cash flow Or the ass-holes, for sheezy, best believe me Ain't no tellin' where my G's be Nationality, reality, nigga's salary or locality Ugh, the Grand Finale, on my way back from Cali' Fuckin' twin bitches and their friends for their ends And it's on nigga Rock, slang it to you like the dirty cop Clock 'til the world stop, make them all drop My nigga Doc empty out the whole box I set it off, come one, come all get yours Talkin' about your all black clothes Cadillac doors, money from fat hoes You know that's how Gorilla Pimpin' goes Realize that you gotta get yours All dimes, all the time, better get yours Cause I'mma get mine, fool [Hook: Dr. Dre] Stackin' them bricks got you trippin' Them cookies and them cakes got you slippin' A flock of birds got you on the yard simpin' While chiefin hay all day, Gorilla Pimpin' Stackin' them bricks got you trippin' Them cookies and them cakes got you slippin' A flock of birds got you on the yard simpin' While we be gettin' paid, all day Gorilla Pympin' [Outro: Six2] 304's on your back Got game, and they dont know how to act