Above the Law, Kokane, Enuff - Gorillapimpin' lyrics

Wherever we go another player hoe
From city to city we still Gorilla pimpin'
We still pimpin'
We keep the hoes the Ghetto Stars
We're sippin' caviar from city to city
We still Gorilla pimpin' we still pimpin'

Sometimes I have a whole lot
Of bullshit on my mind
Sometimes I sit and write hype
Rhymes time after time
About these hoochies, about these hookers
About these hoodrats
Bitch you disrespect that
Bitch you get your head cracked
Now, pay your tribute to the PCG, yo
(Pimp - Clinic - Gang)
And bow down cause we raw team
Cause, I was out in Malibu
With this bitch from Honolulu
You should've seen what she wants to do
She wants to do it from the
Livin' room to the kitchen
I mean all up in the cabinets
Breakin' dishes
Yo, now let me tell you somethin'
This is how you break a hoe
Tell what she wanna hear
Take where she wanna go
And when it gets real good to 'em
You gotta treat them like you don't
Even ahh care for 'em
Yo, yo, that's a tactic
You call it psychology
We are from the Pimp Clinic
We call it pimpology
And we pimped on like them
Rolling Stone makin' hit's
All up in the traffic, yellin' fuck a bitch
Yo, on that for reala my nigga
Yo, cause when I pimps, I
Pimps like a Gorilla, yeah

? with the antenna, hangin' with my Banana
Banana be in my clip, AK - set trip
Keep the Clinic mingle, peep the new single
Flossy pimp nigga
Peep cap when I hit you with the mental
Caravan cause the ho's look good to me
They spit light too
I was hookin' up their weed
Now, they be streamin'
And they got their mack on come on
Yeah they speadin' love as I get
My grind on the Microphone
Slide you in the homie's Benz
Spend some of the homie's ends
Hell of conversation with you and a friend
I never lied to you
Just so I can slide through you
Check it out, let me show you the view
And continue, to smell good and look good
And still be chasin' them hoodrats
Like a nigga should be
With a hell of a Chronic Sack
With my fat ass Gat
Yeah, nigga's got a Low-Rider, plus
I mobs with my rockweiler
Chronic so the ho's follow
Worldwide, cause that's what I wanna do
Click with my ignint, Pimp Clinic crew

I'm a type of nigga that
Cause a gang of drama posted, chillin'
See I'm all up in your baby's mamma
Fools, get trippin' like they're royal
But see half of these bitches
Couldn't spell the word LOYAL
I run deep with a gang of killas
So if it's static, you better come for reala
I say trust no ho til the day you die
And don't be showin' these ho's
Your safe because it's suicide
I hit the AC as I roll through Killa
California, on the 10 on my way to Pomona
To make peace with my kinfolks
Marinate off some hell of a smoke
I keep it real like I used
To do on the street
Cause still water's run deep
And if you really wonder how I feel-a
Can't nobody get by a Gorilla

Ugh, we run game on you
Ho's from start to finish
Now, it's the good, the bad and the pimpish
Now, why would I run down the
Hill and fuck one cow
When I can creep down the
Hill and fuck 'em all
Ugh, I know this freaky P-Y T, so young
So sweet she was only Seventeen
At one of my shows, kickin' it backstage
You know them young ass bitches
Never act the age
She whispered in ear: do you wanna fuck?
This young bitch made my dick hairs
Curl up on my nuts
My spidersense is tinglin'
This bitch kept on minglin'
She gave the pussy and in my ride
She wants to be a singer promises, promises
I tapped that ass and kicked the
Bitch up out my S-Class
And on my dash it say: pimpin' ain't easy
I can't kick it around the bitch
That got no rhyme with me, ugh