Lyrics

[Intro] Uh yeah, what it do? what it do? real life pain is going on right Now, (it's Pimpin' in my blood man, it's Pimpin' in my blood man) Yeah me and that boy Young Noble, finna put it down for you Like this here [Verse 1] Dead Prez (Young Noble) I'm a bad motherfucka ain't no stoppin me yo Big gator balls playas steady choppin these hoes See my money increase, see my foes deceased See me out here on the streets with no love for police (fuck 'em) I'm a rap rebel (rebel) renegade by choice And the sound of my voice got your bitch all moist I was born with a strong mind like it's all mine Doing this a long time catch up young nigga No I'm not feel more slim more Pimped In cane dawg, the game is a bitch so I pimp my pain Gettin' paid for my thoughts caked off of the 8-Balls Lil mama take off your thong I'm an international nobel with a irrational flow I'm still stacking the dough, still packing the shows You still stashing your hoes Lovin 'em and payin 'em, we thug 'em then we slain 'em And never spend a day with [Hook] I ain't a Pimp but feel this, it's Pimpin' in my blood man I never claimed to be Don Juan you hearing me all wrong My people please sing along, it's Pimpin' in my blood man About my money mane, ain't nothin' funny man We still hungry man, it's Pimpin' in my blood man You gotta feel me homie we need currency But it never worried me cuz, it's Pimpin' in my blood You gotta get yours I gotta get mine [Verse 2] I push a big long 'lac brand [?] DeVille [?] right on the side [?] ready to kill shit If you see me in the city, you know I'm a grizzlie Got ya grizzy with me poppin and shaking the titties Got a chip on my shoulder and some chips in my pocket Even if I don't, I'ma live like I got it This a Outlaw G thang Thug 4 Life And I'ma treat you right if you love me right bitch I'm like the Westside Connect Gang Pimpin' the system If you real spittin real shit niggas will listen Yo it's Pimpin' in my blood man, I do my thug dance One life, one love you get one chance Like if he bust this off and your gun jam I like hundreds and bitches with sun tans Big checks, big guns like the Taliban, we Outlawz ima die like a fucking man [Hook] I ain't a Pimp but feel this, it's Pimpin' in my blood man I never claimed to be Don Juan you hearing me all wrong My people please sing along, it's Pimpin' in my blood man About my money mane, ain't nothin' funny man We still hungry man, it's Pimpin' in my blood man You gotta feel me homie we need currency But it never worried me cuz, it's Pimpin' in my blood You gotta get yours I gotta get mine [Bridge] Tell 'em hoes in L.A. (I got Pimpin' in my blood) Tell 'em hoes in the bay (I got Pimpin' in my blood) Tell 'em hoes in B.A. (I got Pimpin' in my blood) Tell 'em hoes in Chicago (I got Pimpin' in my blood) Tell 'em hoes in Detroit (I got Pimpin' in my blood) Tell 'em hoes out in Memphis (I got Pimpin' in my blood) Tell 'em hoes out in Nashville (I got Pimpin' in my blood) Tell 'em hoes(bitches) that I keep it real (I got Pimpin' in my blood) Tell 'em hoes out in Vegas (I got Pimpin' in my blood) Tell 'em hoes down in Texas (I got Pimpin' in my blood) Tell 'em hoes down in D.C. (I got Pimpin' in my blood) Bitch nigga you can't see me (I got Pimpin' in my blood) Tell 'em hoes out in N.Y. (I got Pimpin' in my blood) Tell 'em bitches that I stay fly (I got Pimpin' in my blood) Tell 'em hoes in Atlanta (I got Pimpin' in my blood) That's right nigga (I got Pimpin' in my blood) [Hook] I ain't a Pimp but feel this, it's Pimpin' in my blood man I never claimed to be Don Juan you hearing me all wrong My people please sing along, it's Pimpin' in my blood man About my money mane, ain't nothin' funny man We still hungry man, it's Pimpin' in my blood man You gotta feel me homie we need currency But it never worried me cuz, it's Pimpin' in my blood You gotta get yours I gotta get mine