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c-bo - pimpin' & jackin' lyrics

[c-bo] (too $hort)
man, it sure has been a long time mayne… you know?
got the f-ck out the gate though
$hort dog, check these b-tches man
(ay yo c-bo) ha, what is it my n-gga? (what’s up mayne?)
ah you know, keepin’ it gangsta fo sho’ (yeah)
(these n-ggas out here tryin’ to player hate on the west man)
f-ck them n-ggas (spit that sh-t n-gga)

[c-bo]
i give a f-ck where you from fool i’m ridin’ with $hort
if i step in the ring and scream k!ll they dyin’ for sure
you better ask these n-ggas, from high death to the top
i had to answer these n-ggas, bone crusher blast at these n-ggas
there ain’t no fast in these n-ggas, all my n-ggas gotta eat
so it’s a must that i crush ki’s, if i’m smearin’ i dust up many
bustin’ slugs up any, from the yay to ga
heard the fed’s at the house, gotta use the spray with the ‘k
twenty pounds of criptonite on a plane (on a plane)
ten metrograph birds on a train (on a train)
ten years down the line doin’ the same thang
n-gga fresh up out the pen bangin’ the same gang
on parole, fo-fifth stay aimed to flame
rearrange a n-gga brain, b-tch we bring the pain
$hort dog my n-gga, we ride ’til death do us
only way to face death is to put a teflon through us

[hook: c-bo]
me and $hort forever stack doe, and keep it crackin’
if the music ain’t stackin’, he pimpin’ b-tch and i’m jackin’
on the track with a full metal jacket, yellin’ f-ck the world
westside gon’ have it, what?!
me and $hort forever stack doe, and keep it crackin’
if the music ain’t stackin’, he pimpin’ b-tch and i’m jackin’
on the track with a full metal jacket, yellin’ f-ck the world
westside gon’ have it, uh

[too $hort]
i know all about these nothin’ -ss hoes
n-ggas you can’t trust and how this street life goes
i gotta hustle, that’s all i ever think about
if i gotta stand on the corner when the fiends come out
if my raps don’t sell, i’m pimpin’ sonia
cause p-ssy never stop sellin’ in california
turn a b-tch into a ho…
even had a b-tch rappin’ in the studio
turnin’ tricks, suckin’ d-cks in a video
if you see some money you better get it ho
you know i gotta eat good, this ain’t no joke
we got b-tches, music, and we slangin’ dope
up all night, tryin’ to make more cash
police always tryin’ to take your stash
they need to just let a player do his thang
eat steak everyday and make some loose change

[hook: c-bo]
me and $hort forever stack doe, and keep it crackin’
if the music ain’t stackin’, he pimpin’ b-tch and i’m jackin’
on the track with a full metal jacket, yellin’ f-ck the world
the westside gon’ have it, what?!
me and $hort forever stack doe, and keep it crackin’
if the music ain’t stackin’, he pimpin’ b-tch and i’m jackin’
on the track with a full metal jacket, yellin’ f-ck the world
the westside gon’ have it, uh

[c-bo]
it’s f-ck a b-tch, get rich, put a snitch in a ditch
keep a clip full of hollow-tips that’ll slang from the hip
fo’-fifth flame and flip, bodies like a gotti
once my infrared spot him i rise and i got him
f-ckin’ with a k!ller, stay on the chase for the millas
fat house on the hilla, benz truck, 20 inch wheelas
600 blunted, to the airport then scoop $hort
fat heater on lap, i dare any n-gga to step forth
get smoked of course, blasted, in a casket
murder them b-st-rds, leave the whole scene drastic

[too $hort]
jumped in the car with c-bo, on the way to the liquor sto’
before we go get some more indo
so we can smoke and ride
cause i’mma stay high for the rest of my life
independent in a major way
i know you love the way us players play
i wasn’t born with a silver spoon, but i stay hungry
b-tches hear what i say and everyday they want me

[hook: c-bo]
me and $hort forever stack doe, and keep it crackin’
if the music ain’t stackin’, he pimpin’ b-tch and i’m jackin’
on the track with a full metal jacket, yellin’ f-ck the world
the westside gon’ have it, uh
me and $hort forever stack doe, and keep it crackin’
if the music ain’t stackin’, he pimpin’ b-tch and i’m jackin’
on the track with a full metal jacket, yellin’ f-ck the world
the westside gon’ have it, n-gga

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