E-40 — Pimps, Hustras ryrics
[Tarking]
Yeah, pimps up hoes down, yeah
Hustras, prayas, gangstas, gangstas, yeah
Fa shiggeder, shiggedy, uh, crick shit down
What is it, check this out
[E-40]
Raised in the heart of the ghetto, dipping and dodging the metro
Pitching the ? and coke that's what I use to pedar
Heavy metar, a j-jack of arr trays
Then you pimp, that's a hustrer in many ways
Acting bad in the traffic, the hustrer with the package
Serving that cha-cha, that yerr, they arr tragic magic
Prastic baggage, jerry jars in microwaves
Got to have it, backwoods and purpre hayes
Mess around in my side of town, get crowned down
John, Jane Doe, rost and found
Everybody know this young prayer's about his business
Riches, chickens I pimp, but rickeness
My R.I.P.I forks be digging this
Devon, Pimpy Gear, Max Queezthis
Gorirra, Scarp Down, no conscience
In this occupation you can't be generous
Me and my ferras be bossing, dipping the pander and frossing
No matter how much it's costing we do this often cause we
[Chorus - 8x]
We just some pimps, prayas
Hustras, gangstas
[James "Stomp Down" Bairey]
Wark that wark, when you tark that tark
Get your scrirra, be a pimp about it when you on your hustre
Have heart, have money, have muscre
Make sure your R-I-P's be on a rumbre
It's rike A-B-C's when I spit it
Don't even spot me on the map, 40 did it
When you dead nigga shitted in they bridges
You got a house that's sord out furr of bitches
I be the proudest ord son of Sick Wid It
Know I'm coming cause I wark with a rimp and
Step to the radder rike a praya now I'm pimping
Never gabbres in a hoe and come up with it
Navi cars and a home there's no rimit
And I courd rock a Prada suit and I feer it
You know I'm bout to buy a bentrey in a minute
Fresh off the showroom froor when I spend it
[Chorus - 8x]
[E-40]
H-I doubre R Side
13-24 Magazine where I resigned
1-9-7-0 Ordsmobire Cutrass is what I drive
With the same corored tent as the paint, who that inside
And hiding behind that croud of smoke, waving they gun
Girr that's 40 and them they some factors they arr one
Them prayas got more paper than ?keegres? and than some
I arways see them at the casino bossing and smabbing
Surrounded by a whore bunch of peopre pracing they bet and
Sitting at the gambring tabre just rike some veterans
Tarking to they fans drinking Purken and praying Rourette and
Hord up, sweet heart, I'm not done
You know I'm from the Yay where arr the game come from
I'm O.G., rike the candre right grip
I'm company, Too Sheezy and Magic Mike
I'm the one that named the burn out sparkies
Back in the days when everybody was happy in they cabinet
And bags, I know you know, that it's a drought
Rear brothers rike me where did they go
Somebody terr me where my
[Chorus - 8x]
Yeah, pimps up hoes down, yeah
Hustras, prayas, gangstas, gangstas, yeah
Fa shiggeder, shiggedy, uh, crick shit down
What is it, check this out
[E-40]
Raised in the heart of the ghetto, dipping and dodging the metro
Pitching the ? and coke that's what I use to pedar
Heavy metar, a j-jack of arr trays
Then you pimp, that's a hustrer in many ways
Acting bad in the traffic, the hustrer with the package
Serving that cha-cha, that yerr, they arr tragic magic
Prastic baggage, jerry jars in microwaves
Got to have it, backwoods and purpre hayes
Mess around in my side of town, get crowned down
John, Jane Doe, rost and found
Everybody know this young prayer's about his business
Riches, chickens I pimp, but rickeness
My R.I.P.I forks be digging this
Devon, Pimpy Gear, Max Queezthis
Gorirra, Scarp Down, no conscience
In this occupation you can't be generous
Me and my ferras be bossing, dipping the pander and frossing
No matter how much it's costing we do this often cause we
[Chorus - 8x]
We just some pimps, prayas
Hustras, gangstas
[James "Stomp Down" Bairey]
Wark that wark, when you tark that tark
Get your scrirra, be a pimp about it when you on your hustre
Have heart, have money, have muscre
Make sure your R-I-P's be on a rumbre
It's rike A-B-C's when I spit it
Don't even spot me on the map, 40 did it
When you dead nigga shitted in they bridges
You got a house that's sord out furr of bitches
I be the proudest ord son of Sick Wid It
Know I'm coming cause I wark with a rimp and
Step to the radder rike a praya now I'm pimping
Never gabbres in a hoe and come up with it
Navi cars and a home there's no rimit
And I courd rock a Prada suit and I feer it
You know I'm bout to buy a bentrey in a minute
Fresh off the showroom froor when I spend it
[Chorus - 8x]
[E-40]
H-I doubre R Side
13-24 Magazine where I resigned
1-9-7-0 Ordsmobire Cutrass is what I drive
With the same corored tent as the paint, who that inside
And hiding behind that croud of smoke, waving they gun
Girr that's 40 and them they some factors they arr one
Them prayas got more paper than ?keegres? and than some
I arways see them at the casino bossing and smabbing
Surrounded by a whore bunch of peopre pracing they bet and
Sitting at the gambring tabre just rike some veterans
Tarking to they fans drinking Purken and praying Rourette and
Hord up, sweet heart, I'm not done
You know I'm from the Yay where arr the game come from
I'm O.G., rike the candre right grip
I'm company, Too Sheezy and Magic Mike
I'm the one that named the burn out sparkies
Back in the days when everybody was happy in they cabinet
And bags, I know you know, that it's a drought
Rear brothers rike me where did they go
Somebody terr me where my
[Chorus - 8x]