Lyrics

[Verse 1: Xavier Wulf] Now, Pimp C Was a trilla, realer G And I be's how I be's Won't be easy fucking up me H-Town fuck with me Shout out to my Uncle D A real Greenspoint G, and my Auntie Jenny P Posted outside in the streets And it's still fuck the police Niggas can try to run up and get beat I'ma cut em and tell the boy to shut up Before I pick up so I kill him My nigga I'm rid of the feelin you feelin is 'cause it's yo endin' I'm clippin' and dippin' The syrup I'm sipping got many editions Get so fucked up they tell me I'm trippin I be high and nigga don't ask me why I just like to fuck the sky And get some head while I ride I'ma ride, I'ma ride Blessings 40's with my guys The success is no surprise Nigga hustle for your pride Keep your head out of her thighs and stack up your paper right I'm honking when I'm outside, bitch hurry or I'm gon slide I'm leaving yo ass alright, I'm pulling off laughing Just as soon as she put all the gas in My gold teeth in my mouth and they flashin' [Verse 2: Amber London] Everything so slow, though fuck a photo I'm leanin in a four door hoe Tell a nigga keep door closed for Loco Blow smoke til he can't go no mo' That's how I'm feeling I be that bitch willin' that whip and shit Bitch I be chilling. we smoking choking and sippin that shit Coolin' with my locs sitting back spitting hella dope All I rock is gold black rag with the yellow rope R.I.P. Pimp C, Big Moe, Fat Pat, fat rat with the cheese Bam Bam give me 50 feet Amber London no hoe nigga, fuck you I'm no gold digga I show niggas how to pimp hoes get a pretty bitch that blow swishas I roll with ya, get the picture, 59 you see the plates I'm Texas-made, my grill gon' shine That's diamonds all up in your face We smoke that weed and gin You fuck with me you can't be pretend My bitches they get high 'cause they don't know which day gon' be the end I keep it trill, I'm a thug bitch, no love for these weak hoes But this one for my thug niggas who love to fuck with the freak shows, keep it g tho My nigga