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[Verse 1: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
It was on a stormy night, I was ballin' 98
Every day of the week when I can't sleep I'm out here tossin' yay
Police on the other side on the village, tryin' to scope me out with flashlights
I'm silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
I ain't got no license so I jumped out with the quickness
Got my track hot as hell, slowed up all my business
Clientel walkin' down the sidewalk, should I serve the fool?
Knowin' I don't sell rock for rock cause he might be the narcs
Anyway asked him what he lookin' for, he said about three juices
Is this a stick-up or joke cause he got me real spooked
He stuck his tone to my face "Ey fool get on the ground!"
Jumpin' out the bushes: four young killers [...]
They jumped me in my back, I'm (?) from the stang ... it was so sweet
Robbers, they hang in the hood where they ride clean
Stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K
Hey make me click quick, don't make a move trick
Hammer thangs with the gold gleem, big Pioneer 12 woofer screen
Window shake (?) juice on the crush
As I lean back like a mack, I'm the shit, pockets fat
Stack with (?) greens that I make, every trick that I break
They got treated the same way, always dark, never day
*pow pow* what you got? I can't get; so I take
Hit the park on a sunny day, scopin' as I celebrate
GimiSumthin' Family, trick
[Verse 1: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
It was on a stormy night, I was ballin' 98
Every day of the week when I can't sleep I'm out here tossin' yay
Police on the other side on the village, tryin' to scope me out with flashlights
I'm silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
I ain't got no license so I jumped out with the quickness
Got my track hot as hell, slowed up all my business
Clientel walkin' down the sidewalk, should I serve the fool?
Knowin' I don't sell rock for rock cause he might be the narcs
Anyway asked him what he lookin' for, he said about three juices
Is this a stick-up or joke cause he got me real spooked
He stuck his tone to my face "Ey fool get on the ground!"
Jumpin' out the bushes: four young killers [...]
They jumped me in my back, I'm (?) from the stang ... it was so sweet
Robbers, they hang in the hood where they ride clean
Stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K
Hey make me click quick, don't make a move trick
Hammer thangs with the gold gleem, big Pioneer 12 woofer screen
Window shake (?) juice on the crush
As I lean back like a mack, I'm the shit, pockets fat
Stack with (?) greens that I make, every trick that I break
They got treated the same way, always dark, never day
*pow pow* what you got? I can't get; so I take
Hit the park on a sunny day, scopin' as I celebrate
GimiSumthin' Family, trick
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