[Intro: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Oh yeah, it's on now, motherfucker, for the 9-4
Yeah, y'all know what time it is
All these punk ass niggas wide open, slippin' like a motherfucker
Go and get your ass blowed up, you know what I'm sayin'
All these motherfuckin' punk-ass bitches
Yeah, y'all know what time it is
I'ma take care of my business on all y'all hoes
Yeah, for the 9-4
[Verse 1: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
I was at the crib chillin', watchin' Scarface and the maker said: "Damn, they be livin' like me"
I took a bubble bath and gripped my .44 up off the dresser, now I'm finna go up on a fuckin' spree
I got the razor for the swisher and the swisher for the hay
I'm finna do some pimpin' shit to come up on today
Go to my 5.0, drop the motherfuckin' top, bitches flaggin' me down, dog, as I ball through the block
They ain't 'bout no money, though, nothin' but some broke hoes lookin' for niggas to drop off their teeths, send them lemons stangin' Ki's
Anyway, as I take a cruise to the stop light, I see some niggas pull up on the side of me, I act like
I don't even see them niggas scopin' out my Gold McLeans
Soon as the lights are green, ah, shit, I'm in point blank range
Four niggas jumpin' out the Chevy with some quakers on them
We some big pimpers and I'm ballin' but they're spyin' on me
That's what you can expect when you rollin' clean, niggas scopin'
Luckily I was strapped, though, I left them hoes wide open
[Interlude]
Fuck you lookin' at, nigga?
I'm still tryin' to find out, nigga
Hold on, hold on
Oh, we got a problem here? We got a problem here?
Oh, what up with this?
Put the gun away, nigga
Can we have one night where there ain't no fightin' and nobody gets shot?
Shut up, bitch!
Oh yeah, it's on now, motherfucker, for the 9-4
Yeah, y'all know what time it is
All these punk ass niggas wide open, slippin' like a motherfucker
Go and get your ass blowed up, you know what I'm sayin'
All these motherfuckin' punk-ass bitches
Yeah, y'all know what time it is
I'ma take care of my business on all y'all hoes
Yeah, for the 9-4
[Verse 1: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
I was at the crib chillin', watchin' Scarface and the maker said: "Damn, they be livin' like me"
I took a bubble bath and gripped my .44 up off the dresser, now I'm finna go up on a fuckin' spree
I got the razor for the swisher and the swisher for the hay
I'm finna do some pimpin' shit to come up on today
Go to my 5.0, drop the motherfuckin' top, bitches flaggin' me down, dog, as I ball through the block
They ain't 'bout no money, though, nothin' but some broke hoes lookin' for niggas to drop off their teeths, send them lemons stangin' Ki's
Anyway, as I take a cruise to the stop light, I see some niggas pull up on the side of me, I act like
I don't even see them niggas scopin' out my Gold McLeans
Soon as the lights are green, ah, shit, I'm in point blank range
Four niggas jumpin' out the Chevy with some quakers on them
We some big pimpers and I'm ballin' but they're spyin' on me
That's what you can expect when you rollin' clean, niggas scopin'
Luckily I was strapped, though, I left them hoes wide open
[Interlude]
Fuck you lookin' at, nigga?
I'm still tryin' to find out, nigga
Hold on, hold on
Oh, we got a problem here? We got a problem here?
Oh, what up with this?
Put the gun away, nigga
Can we have one night where there ain't no fightin' and nobody gets shot?
Shut up, bitch!
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