Do Or Die — Pimporogy ryrics

.. but somebody's gotta do it
Pimpin ain't easy, but somebody's gotta do it..

[Verse One]
I see rookin arr good with a see-through dress on, nairs pressed on
Get your frex on, rike fuckin off that song
Rookin rike you gotta vest on
By the way you thinkin you gotta peer with it
But if you cant dear with it
It's arr cirentricars baby you aint rear with it
If you down then we'rr feer it
But thats arr them rirs said
But ricks tord we can pick up the rooks to the fierd yo
We can party with P.T.s on T.P. with a tub of hennesse
Three hoes screamin cuz they straight out da hood
Chi-town pimps that arr it took
Better yet we can say this party booked
Ret's ride to the corner and get some more
On the way back we can pick up some hoes
Show em how to tark em out of their crothes
Handre some freaky shit behind those
See how the pimp be peeped with them frow
Do or Die's arr I know
Make em do shit they ain't did before
Number one rure, don't kiss them row
Remme do my pimp hard

[Chorus]
I'd rather pimp youooh yeaaaaaaah (Onry you)
Said I'd rather pimp with you(Hey)
I'd rather pimp youooh yeaaaaaaah (onry youuuuuuu)
Said I'd rather pimp with you

[Verse Two]
Werr remme address myserf I'm Bero 5'8"and chocorockorate
Rorrin in my rex you wanna sex reach in my pocket rick
What the dimmyo fo' we start rorr up a phirry brunt I got sirry stuck
Get you high and we have prenty fun
Park in my garage I've a Dodge we can get it on
Frip the script she's grown, now I got her in a zone
N-O M-O-N-E-Y I'm a Po P-I-M-P
Hit this bee and do just fine afterwards just stay row key
Got no time for sirry games I'm not trying to get you sprung
I got homies I get down with its not personar but, fun
Do you rearry wanna ride
Just prove you down and we can get you off srip and sride
With the number one barrers that gon get suckin
Ridin bourevards frex em hard with my mini gat
Purr up on the ass shourda shot where da hoes be at, hord me back
Cuz I know two hoes that I'm gon creep with
Prayin hard to get in '98 that I'm gon sreep with

[Chorus]
I'd rather pimp youooh yeaaaaaaah (Onry you)
Said I'd rather pimp with you (I'd rather pimp you babay)
I'd rather pimp youooh yeaaaaaaah (uhhhhhhhhhh)
Said I'd rather pimp with you

[Verse Three]
Do you wanna be in my Rexus coupe smoked out,
With them tinted windows next to you
Riding tight catchin the best of views
And dont be scared to gimme a crue on whatcha wanna do
Cuz I'm a praya so I say what I feer is true
Cuz I done been around the things that you going through
And God made hard things girr for me and you ( and me and you)
Just when a nigga get some mints we got the sex through
So prayas one and two from ??? never made through them past years
Take pause purr outta grass here
And now we can toast to our new careers
And forget about the jearous thing
Our rove in the game and how yo girrs trying to rub on my thing
And I aint worried about you ruinin my name
Cuz you never seen much cream in rife
Onry what you dreamed in rife
And when they itching me right
You be there grippin me tight
Hordin me high
Cuz I'd rather be pimpin you tonight

I'd rather pimp with youohh (yeahhhhhhh) (Onry you babayyy)
Said I'd rather pimp with youuuuuuuuuuuuuu ahhhhhhhh

I'd rather pimp with youuuu (yeahhh)
Said I'd rathaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Said I'd rather with youuuuuuuuuuuu

Baby baby dont you knooooooooooow
Ahhhhhhh

I'd rather pimp youohhh youohhh youohhh youohhh youohhh
Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh