Real Pimp

I'm a real P-I-M-P
And I love the way the ladies shake that thang

From a real G-A-N-G

And the haters know this Dogg Pound Gangsta gang

Nigga you can't f**k with me

From the jump I told you I cannot be faded

Never been no mystery

Never took no shit and always got my thang

Let me teach you the game man homie wit' this
When he rockin' ya brain man gimme a visit
Let me show you the ropes loc would she be missin'
Goin' to smoke you some endo we keep it pimpin'
Niggaz playin' that hate game we keep it pimpin'
Niggaz movin' that weight man we keep it pimpin'
Bitches shakin' that thang man we keep it pimpin'
Got one comin' wit' me man I got love

I got love for my niggaz who be watchin' my back

No I ain't got love for hoes who play them games

You can check my gangsta files

I been putting in work since 1985

Got an angel by my side

All my demons always beggin' me to ride

Uh now ever since ruffles had ridges Luda's had bitches
Pimp get more gums then baby pictures
Menages wit sistas veins poppin' out like shimp lobster

A-Town mobster garage full of 6's what can I say
If something don't smell right what can I spray
Tec-9 incense say for instance

See you in the distance hit 'em in an instant
We so crummy countin' mo' money
But stay strapped up like crash test dummies
Put 3 to ya tummy 2 to ya throat
And bulletproof cars we ride like the pope
Just in case you don't make it home
You better super glue grip the chrome
'Cause you was talkin' that yap and got put in the bed
Now it's a frog in ya throat like Ms Piggy givin' head