Текст (слова) песни: Do or Die f Twista, Johnny P - Still Po Pimpin`

[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 split up the front
Approach you with a limp while I hit on the blunt
Your pager goin off (oh, that ain`t nuttin)
Meet me at the crib bout 2, stop frontin
Blow to the bone as I clicked 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 lookin at the do` females still comin
Lookin to my left and the B`s still comin
Lookin to my right and the drinks still comin
Tryin to shake the dice but the girl lookin cunnin
Circlin the do` where the money start runnin
Took a pause, hey y`all wassup
Hey Hummers in the double-R, is it a double car
Pulled 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 could you take my G`s
I`m a Po P-I-M-P

[Belo]
Wanna be like P-I, M-P, hoes - plenty
Comin straight from the Windy
Choppin up tens and twenties, MMMM!
Lean back in the corner with the dob hat
Now my nature is to ball like a democrat
In the club with hoes, and I suppose
that I`ve been chose, the nigga with the hoodrat
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm - got it down pat
You call her what you want or even all that
I been taught by the best, so put it to rest
And I confess, I`m here just to ball black
Gettin paid in the game bend a row free
Flip a penny to a dime I`m like an O-G
Go to the mall, with all of y`all
Show you some cash, now, tell me what you want B
You can ride or just smoke in the Cadillac
AC, windows down, with the top back
From a Caddy to Lex` to Rolex
I`m a put in a roll, tell me could you top that?
Ever though I`m makin money in a row friend
Nickle dime ? fiend don`t approach me
If you do, we could have sex, in the Caddy or Lex
But keep on the low-key

Chorus

[??]
Well a motherfucker used to say I might be broke
But now I`m stackin C-notes, still dope
Different strokes, same folks; hangin from a rope
Me and Do or Die just try to cope
Sit back and like a picture take a toke
Take a stroll through the hood
It`s some haters but it`s still all good
Roll up another bad boy, playa pimpin to the groove
In the place to be to see who I can choose
Now it`s time for me to make a move
Shotry what`s the lead?

[Twista]
I done seen your sexy walk 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 could be some freaks and both of our ass could be high
Fiends drip, ours is full of octane
with pimp status and a hot name, we don`t gotta pop thangs
No more servin the rock `caine, the night-game
Flippin flows like hoes which is a drop-game
It`s like, awww suki suki now, lookie here
Stick a phrase while I trades on my hog road
Devine words form the pimp scroll
Get the bitch if I`m walkin and she peepin that my limp`s cold
See a playa po` trippin, pimpin`s the method
to runnin you try to play me in slow-vision
Picture how I`m mackin cold women
Bendin and grinnin my hair spinnin
while we smokin on Henny, Still Po Pimpin`

Breakdown: Johnny P (repeat 2X)

Do you wanna ride, slip-slide 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..

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