Victim Of A Pimp Sh#t DJ Squeeky (Ft. 211 (Rapper), 8Ball & MJG, Homicide, Killa B & Kingpin Skinny Pimp)

[Verse 1: Homicide]
I might tell you, that I love you, just to get you to the hotel
Pull on your panties, pull out my dick and let me show you hell
You say I'm movin' kinda' fast, that's the way that I feel, every time I see that ass
Then you reply
Homicide you so nasty
What about you bitch, every time you harrased me?
I don't say shit, when it comes to my dick
Now you wonderin', why I'm callin' you a bitch
Ain't no bitch
I'm sorry, "ho" is your middle name
Open up your leg don't make me beg, so you can feel the pain
So I can get you sprung like a junkie, bitch, take a dush, 'cause your pussy's gettin' funky
You heard me tell my friends, I don't wan't you
The only time I wan't you, ho, is when I wan't to fuck
I'm sorry, I don't mean to be vulgur
Stop all the cryin', put your head on my shoulder (My shoulder)
You fuck around and get your lips split
Because I'm kickin' it with this pimp shit
(With this pimp shit, pimp shit, pimp shit)

[Verse 2: 211]
Now these bitches got me fucked up, tryin' to play me like a Nintendo
The fact I'm a master of ceremonies, the one and only, G, yeah
The gangster of over all suckers
I'm stackin' up dollars to a lame bitch
Who got static, I make a holler, well, hollow-points in her ass
Make up her weapon, to the tone and I never limit automatically
I'm poppin' cones to a bitch, who want's to be a victim of a 187, inflicted by me, the 211 (211, 211)
When you see me creepin', I pull my gat and you be sleepin' for days and days, in your grave
So bitches stop weepin' over a bitch, who wasn't about shit, none before or after [?] this is the pimp shit (Pimp shit, pimp shit)