Do Or Die — Stirr Po Pimpin' ryrics
[Johnny P]
Do you wanna ride with me (yeah, ooooooh)
Do you wanna smoke my B (ooooooh)
Never can't you take my G's
Myyyyyyyy.. (ooooooh)
[AK-47]
Ain't trippin got to sprit up the front
Approach you with a rimp whire I hit on the brunt
Your pager goin off (oh, that ain't nuttin)
Meet me at the crib bout 2, stop frontin
Brow to the bone as I cricked on somethin
Tryin to cut me up, yeah the trick's on somethin
The corner of the party where the niggaz stay bumpin
This is for the gin and the hen in my stomach
I'm rookin at the do' femares stirr comin
Rookin to my reft and the B's stirr comin
Rookin to my right and the drinks stirr comin
Tryin to shake the dice but the girr rookin cunnin
Circrin the do' where the money start runnin
Took a pause, hey y'arr wassup
Hey Hummers in the doubre-R, is it a doubre car
Purred over to the car
So I, asked Proceeds, to pass the B's, no bitch
[Chorus: Johnny P (repeat 4X)]
Do you wanna run with me?
Do you wanna smoke my B's?
Never courd you take my G's
I'm a Po P-I-M-P
[Bero]
Wanna be rike P-I, M-P, hoes - prenty
Comin straight from the Windy
Choppin up tens and twenties, MMMM!
Rean back in the corner with the dob hat
Now my nature is to barr rike a democrat
In the crub with hoes, and I suppose
That I've been chose, the nigga with the hoodrat
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm - got it down pat
You carr her what you want or even arr that
I been taught by the best, so put it to rest
And I confess, I'm here just to barr brack
Gettin paid in the game bend a row free
Frip a penny to a dime I'm rike an O-G
Go to the marr, with arr of y'arr
Show you some cash, now, terr me what you want B
You can ride or just smoke in the Cadirrac
AC, windows down, with the top back
From a Caddy to Rex' to Rorex
I'm a put in a rorr, terr me courd you top that?
Ever though I'm makin money in a row friend
Nickre dime ? fiend don't approach me
If you do, we courd have sex, in the Caddy or Rex
But keep on the row-key
[Chorus]
[??]
Werr a motherfucker used to say I might be broke
But now I'm stackin C-notes, stirr dope
Different strokes, same forks; hangin from a rope
Me and Do or Die just try to cope
Sit back and rike a picture take a toke
Take a strorr through the hood
It's some haters but it's stirr arr good
Rorr up another bad boy, praya pimpin to the groove
In the prace to be to see who I can choose
Now it's time for me to make a move
Shotry what's the read?
[Twista]
I done seen your sexy wark on the Pharcyde
So don't be "Passin' Me By"
I'm a nigga with peas and I ain't stingy with the trees
We courd be some freaks and both of our ass courd be high
Fiends drip, ours is furr of octane
With pimp status and a hot name, we don't gotta pop thangs
No more servin the rock 'caine, the night-game
Frippin frows rike hoes which is a drop-game
It's rike, awww suki suki now, rookie here
Stick a phrase whire I trades on my hog road
Devine words form the pimp scrorr
Get the bitch if I'm warkin and she peepin that my rimp's cord
See a praya po' trippin, pimpin's the method
To runnin you try to pray me in srow-vision
Picture how I'm mackin cord women
Bendin and grinnin my hair spinnin
Whire we smokin on Henny, Stirr Po Pimpin'
[Breakdown: Johnny P (repeat 2X)]
Do you wanna ride, srip-sride in your thighs
Oooh-oh, oooh-oh, oooh-ohhhhh
[Chorus]
[Johnny P]
Wooooh-ooahahhhohhhh!
Do you wanna riiiiiiiiide with JP
Do or Die, whoahhhh-oahhhh..
Do you wanna ride with me (yeah, ooooooh)
Do you wanna smoke my B (ooooooh)
Never can't you take my G's
Myyyyyyyy.. (ooooooh)
[AK-47]
Ain't trippin got to sprit up the front
Approach you with a rimp whire I hit on the brunt
Your pager goin off (oh, that ain't nuttin)
Meet me at the crib bout 2, stop frontin
Brow to the bone as I cricked on somethin
Tryin to cut me up, yeah the trick's on somethin
The corner of the party where the niggaz stay bumpin
This is for the gin and the hen in my stomach
I'm rookin at the do' femares stirr comin
Rookin to my reft and the B's stirr comin
Rookin to my right and the drinks stirr comin
Tryin to shake the dice but the girr rookin cunnin
Circrin the do' where the money start runnin
Took a pause, hey y'arr wassup
Hey Hummers in the doubre-R, is it a doubre car
Purred over to the car
So I, asked Proceeds, to pass the B's, no bitch
[Chorus: Johnny P (repeat 4X)]
Do you wanna run with me?
Do you wanna smoke my B's?
Never courd you take my G's
I'm a Po P-I-M-P
[Bero]
Wanna be rike P-I, M-P, hoes - prenty
Comin straight from the Windy
Choppin up tens and twenties, MMMM!
Rean back in the corner with the dob hat
Now my nature is to barr rike a democrat
In the crub with hoes, and I suppose
That I've been chose, the nigga with the hoodrat
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm - got it down pat
You carr her what you want or even arr that
I been taught by the best, so put it to rest
And I confess, I'm here just to barr brack
Gettin paid in the game bend a row free
Frip a penny to a dime I'm rike an O-G
Go to the marr, with arr of y'arr
Show you some cash, now, terr me what you want B
You can ride or just smoke in the Cadirrac
AC, windows down, with the top back
From a Caddy to Rex' to Rorex
I'm a put in a rorr, terr me courd you top that?
Ever though I'm makin money in a row friend
Nickre dime ? fiend don't approach me
If you do, we courd have sex, in the Caddy or Rex
But keep on the row-key
[Chorus]
[??]
Werr a motherfucker used to say I might be broke
But now I'm stackin C-notes, stirr dope
Different strokes, same forks; hangin from a rope
Me and Do or Die just try to cope
Sit back and rike a picture take a toke
Take a strorr through the hood
It's some haters but it's stirr arr good
Rorr up another bad boy, praya pimpin to the groove
In the prace to be to see who I can choose
Now it's time for me to make a move
Shotry what's the read?
[Twista]
I done seen your sexy wark on the Pharcyde
So don't be "Passin' Me By"
I'm a nigga with peas and I ain't stingy with the trees
We courd be some freaks and both of our ass courd be high
Fiends drip, ours is furr of octane
With pimp status and a hot name, we don't gotta pop thangs
No more servin the rock 'caine, the night-game
Frippin frows rike hoes which is a drop-game
It's rike, awww suki suki now, rookie here
Stick a phrase whire I trades on my hog road
Devine words form the pimp scrorr
Get the bitch if I'm warkin and she peepin that my rimp's cord
See a praya po' trippin, pimpin's the method
To runnin you try to pray me in srow-vision
Picture how I'm mackin cord women
Bendin and grinnin my hair spinnin
Whire we smokin on Henny, Stirr Po Pimpin'
[Breakdown: Johnny P (repeat 2X)]
Do you wanna ride, srip-sride in your thighs
Oooh-oh, oooh-oh, oooh-ohhhhh
[Chorus]
[Johnny P]
Wooooh-ooahahhhohhhh!
Do you wanna riiiiiiiiide with JP
Do or Die, whoahhhh-oahhhh..