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kingpin skinny pimp – if u didn’t know bitch lyrics

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[chorus]
if you didn’t know b+tch

[skinny pimp verse 1]
money mo, money mo
n+ggas on the track with dope
i was only 14, slangin on some dial soap
tryna break a junkie b+tch
and then i get my d+ck sucked
why you runnin’ your c+cksucker
b+tch my pockets swoled up
i was into gamblin
n+gga hit the concrete
when i knock the socks off
you can talk yo ass off
my step daddy darrell taught me how to play broad
and how to cut game like a m+th+rf+ckin chainsaw
mane, i hate the police
lawyers got me sowed up
now every time you see them crooked b+tches
fire that thang up
ghetto ass n+gga, from a ghetto ass neighborhood
i’m ready to k!ll, stеal, trill n+gga
i ain’t got no love
stressin’ all that bullsh+t
that trick i’m playin, hoe front
i buck ‘еm down
[blam]
he’s in my trunk, stankin like a skunk
this is from experience
i sacrifice my life to the streets
yeah n+gga
f+ck peace
[chorus]
shoot on a trick, when i’m thick
sl!ck ain’t got no sorrow b+tch

if you didn’t know b+tch

[skinny pimp interlude]
aww yeah, this sh+t is like this right here
for all y’all sissy ass n+ggas
you think you wanna get some?
this sh+t is too thick, busta ass n+gga
f+ck peace
yeah b+tch, i’m finna take care of my business
what’s up to my n+gga 211
you know what i’m sayin
cause my n+gga g+ngb+ng on any kinda thang
know what i’m sayin
it’s like this hoe ass n+gga

[skinny pimp verse 2]
i woke up in the morning
smokin breakfast, got me dazed
i threw on my khaki shirt
og style, baby doo+doo braids
i’m plottin on these sissy suckas
they run they grip constantly
my road dawg lil john strapped with “m”
for one, we faithful to the streets
because i grew up with not sh+t up in my frigerator
sometime i hustle from the circle
put food on my table
i’m down to die on my time
it was for me i own
you talkin gankin?
adios
partner, sho you wrong
i’m full of alcohol
but tryna make my pockets swole
in fact, i’m slangin, stangin, gankin
when i’m on the stroll
a yo, i’m only down with n+ggas that i hang with
b+zzz+at to they high fade
ain’t meant for no robbin
yo f+zzz+act
pe+zzz+rsonally, they say i’m in+zzz+sane
and i ain’t thinkin bout no lawyer
see my sack’s fat
smokin on some tr+zzz+ue
blowin a gun, it i+zzz+s new
my bank on swole n+gga
cause i’m livin by the tone
f+ck peace
my 98 is ’93, with homicide, biatchhh
[chorus]
shoot on a trick, when i’m thick
sl!ck ain’t got no sorrow b+tch

if+ if you didn’t know b+tch

[skinny pimp outro]
aww yeah, y’all know what m+th+rf+ckin time it is
all the real m+th+f+ckin k!llers proud of they self
like me, know what i’m sayin
any kinda anna i got with a b+tch ass n+gga, mane
i told ya, imma take care of it, b+tch
so, step on up
be the next contestant
to the morgue hoe



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