Lyric Pimp Anthem
96
Ah shit
Ice-T back
Representin, nigga, once again
That real shit, nigga
I thought you knew, bitch
Better recognize
[ CHORUS ]
Players, check your grip before you get popped
Bitches, get my money before you get dropped
Gotcha - buggin off the words I say
Because this type of pimpin happens every day
[ VERSE 1 ]
Niggas wanna know my steelo
Bitches wanna get with the baddest
Hustlin apparatus
It s the LA cash flow master-roller
No one gets colder, I used to flip boulders
Of caine, on my brain, it s outta control, crime plot
A dead-ass cop and muthafuckas get got
In the game it ain t safe for the weak or the timid
Known to break a bitch but barely rarely slide up in it
So you see me in a club, grab your woman like you wanna
Blink your eyes and the freak is out there freezin on the corner
She got caught by the curls and the jewels
Lookin for a nigga that is quick to pull tools
Now she s breakin herself, makin herself
Respect my technique of pimpin, minus all simpin
Check it bitches, it ain t nothin nice
You re gonna seal or sell pussy if you roll with the Ice
[ CHORUS ]
[ VERSE 2 ]
Oh my God, the nigga rolls hard..
Every player mentions me
The hustler of the century
(Ice, that nigga ain t nothin nice!)
I got more freaks than Heff , my bankroll s off vice
Commandin straight pimp tactics
None of y all can match this
Meet a freak in a week, her workplace a matress
Really though, recognize the pimp type flow
I don t smoke endo, I count cash on my patio
So much love on the streets, don t need no bodyguard
Big up to my homies with the pimp type nod
I m off the hook, checkin traps in Vegas [Name]
Full link mink with the matchin borsalino
I change cars like you change drawers, bitch
I got a stable full of thoroughbreds that make me rich
Niggas hate me, cause they can t control they roll
They see that fat old ass and start givin me cash
[ CHORUS ]
[ VERSE 3 ]
My mind s blown off fine champagne
So bent on currency, got green in my vein
So damn smooth that every woman wanna touch me
So much sexuality that nuns wanna fuck me
I kick back with my pimpin ballin brothers
Stand over the bed, dump the cash on the covers
The game s got me, I m a slave to the roll
Hoes belong on the track and I belong in gold
Silk and satin, I deserve a pimpin pattin
Been in the life so long cause I stomp bitches who start rattin
Mostly friendly, but do got that gorilla in me
Save it for the player-hater niggas with the envy
Lot of niggas talk it, but they can t hold a hooker
Ice took her, she was too long a looker
It s strictly straight-lace hustlin on mine
I been pimpin all my life and I don t mind dyin
[ CHORUS ]
Ah shit
Ice-T back
Representin, nigga, once again
That real shit, nigga
I thought you knew, bitch
Better recognize
[ CHORUS ]
Players, check your grip before you get popped
Bitches, get my money before you get dropped
Gotcha - buggin off the words I say
Because this type of pimpin happens every day
[ VERSE 1 ]
Niggas wanna know my steelo
Bitches wanna get with the baddest
Hustlin apparatus
It s the LA cash flow master-roller
No one gets colder, I used to flip boulders
Of caine, on my brain, it s outta control, crime plot
A dead-ass cop and muthafuckas get got
In the game it ain t safe for the weak or the timid
Known to break a bitch but barely rarely slide up in it
So you see me in a club, grab your woman like you wanna
Blink your eyes and the freak is out there freezin on the corner
She got caught by the curls and the jewels
Lookin for a nigga that is quick to pull tools
Now she s breakin herself, makin herself
Respect my technique of pimpin, minus all simpin
Check it bitches, it ain t nothin nice
You re gonna seal or sell pussy if you roll with the Ice
[ CHORUS ]
[ VERSE 2 ]
Oh my God, the nigga rolls hard..
Every player mentions me
The hustler of the century
(Ice, that nigga ain t nothin nice!)
I got more freaks than Heff , my bankroll s off vice
Commandin straight pimp tactics
None of y all can match this
Meet a freak in a week, her workplace a matress
Really though, recognize the pimp type flow
I don t smoke endo, I count cash on my patio
So much love on the streets, don t need no bodyguard
Big up to my homies with the pimp type nod
I m off the hook, checkin traps in Vegas [Name]
Full link mink with the matchin borsalino
I change cars like you change drawers, bitch
I got a stable full of thoroughbreds that make me rich
Niggas hate me, cause they can t control they roll
They see that fat old ass and start givin me cash
[ CHORUS ]
[ VERSE 3 ]
My mind s blown off fine champagne
So bent on currency, got green in my vein
So damn smooth that every woman wanna touch me
So much sexuality that nuns wanna fuck me
I kick back with my pimpin ballin brothers
Stand over the bed, dump the cash on the covers
The game s got me, I m a slave to the roll
Hoes belong on the track and I belong in gold
Silk and satin, I deserve a pimpin pattin
Been in the life so long cause I stomp bitches who start rattin
Mostly friendly, but do got that gorilla in me
Save it for the player-hater niggas with the envy
Lot of niggas talk it, but they can t hold a hooker
Ice took her, she was too long a looker
It s strictly straight-lace hustlin on mine
I been pimpin all my life and I don t mind dyin
[ CHORUS ]
