Pimp tha Pen, Pt. 1
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'Cause out there used to it like this
And we like this
And we don't stop
You know what I'm saying?
This is here for Southside players
Everybody big pieces on their neck but I'll fade
The screwed up click, know what I'm saying?
With my nigger big Troy and them, know what I'm saying?
My nigger Fat Pat, my nigger Porky know what I'm saying?
My nigger Little Kiki know what I'm saying?
Go on drop that shit man
I'm draped up and dripped out
Know what I'm talking bout
Three in the morning get the get out the stash spot
Five up a fat sweet turn on the bulb lights
Hand on the wood grate, ass on the tight white
Showing naked ass in the great state of Texas
Home of the players so it never be no pexis
So long we've been waiting
Never ever hating
In Houston we elbows, in Cali they date
1996 And you hoes better duck 'cause the
World going to drip candy and we all sued up
Pop in your break a set
Turn up your fucking deck
Lend me or give it 'cause the South Side's been a wreck
Dine here we smoke free then let the world see
True head tell it like Screw and little Kiki
Ain't no love for haters and you busted dick suckers
On the South Side we staying paid motherfucker
Know what I'm talking about?
Know what I'm saying?
Niggers is here
Southside
I'm saying off the head
Over '96 we gonna show up to screw it up click
You know what I'm saying?
Because on the South Side, know what I'm talking about?
Everybody players
Don't hate man
Sayin'
And Kiki go on and tell them what time it is player
Time to lay them down like a fresh set of dominoes
All the players, all the pimps, all the bitches and all the hoes
Who's the man?
Who's the boss?
Who's the nigger that paid the cost?
I really don't give a damn 'cause I
Ain't the one who's gonna take them out
Ripping a grant up in the slant
Working the wood it's understood
Flipping these foes and slapping these dos
Pulling these hoes and wearing these clothes
Who in the hell was able to tell the Southside they had to chill?
From hitting that boulevard on Belton Park and swarming that grill
Popping that trunk and smoking that skunk and pulling up candy red
Sitting on bug not giving a fuck and able to turn a head
Something serious when I let go 'cause I got a way with words
I'm able to clown with you but I'm known to take the place of verbs
My dearest go together like a pair of socks and shoes
My flow is slow because it's bolted down by DJ Screw
Take it from me the nigger Lil' K, the H, the A, the R, and D
Menace to society
Born and raised to be a G
Grab the phone go on and on
Two or three songs I won't postpone
'Cause these lyrics coming from the very top of my heart
So many ways it pays if you can flip
The script for moving a ton you take
A dose and listen close promise that you is bung
Jacks and hustles, players and macks
Foreign doors and Cadillacs
Surf, codeine, that makes you lean and
Kill a squeeze thrown out the sack
All these things remain the same because I'm so able to win
All around just my down because the king is the queen