Andre Nickatina, Paul Wall - Pimp Hop lyrics

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CHEEA, im dippin hella hard
Man using all my credit cards
And I don't show nobody where i live
It's like a poppy farm
Im grand theft auto, holdin on to a
Hennessey bottle, somethin like
Carlos Delgado, not the perfect roll model
I like to hang with barracudas and
Them gun shootas that like to
Walk up in the club with mo
Gold then Rick The Ruler
You go and name the price i like the sound
Of shaking dice always up in Vegas man
But especially when they have a fight
I like the leather in my 500 S
Benz hangin with The Peoples Champ
A very well known Texan i like breakfast
All up into midnight ask me how im living and
You can see it's straight up city life
Im straight gwaped up, man blade fresh and
Chopped up pimp hop is in affect
Cause Hip-Hop is knocked up

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Im help leaning hard off them handle bars
Married to my Cadillac
Man broke up with my foreign car
Riding with the top extract
Higher then the planet Mars inhaling this
Magical greenery outta lit cigars
Already you know the paper is stacked up
The pimpin is mac'd
Up broads wanna get shacked up
Haters better get back bruh
The strong arm is Shaq tough
I ride with the trunk cracked up
My foes never clak up back up on top
The paper is quite a lot please
Someone go and tell these haters to
Get up out my chop mayne

I like to smack these edgey assholes like im
Wile E cleaver comming out the dry cleaners
With magnificent
Gear i parlay like it's 3 am at the
Waffle House someone said it was a drought
Then why we got our benzs' out?
My manicured nails got me on my paper trail i
Can tell you bout my life it's money
Weed and pony tails
Its like it never fails you can
See im in the crime
Doing it since Melle Mell was
Rapping bout them white lines

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