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shawty pimp - playas gotta get paid pt. 2 lyrics

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[verse 1: lil west]
all up in the club, bullet strapped just to k!ll
you b+tches cannot f+ck with me because i’m just so trill
a trill ass n+gga, and i’m shootin’ ’til the end
f+ckin’ with the gangs, mane i’m down to make some ends
as far as both my eyes can see i’m straight keepin’ it violent, g
you b+tches cannot f+ck with me, my dope is my reality
not fully educated, but i’m surely dedicated to the game
that i claim, you punk+ass busters cannot hang
with me, ’cause i’m pure, i’m drinkin’ everclear
my eyes, they never ever shed a tear
i have no remorse, i strictly fire with force
my glock or my .22, here’s my f+ckin’ source

[verse 2: shawty pimp]
yeah, the shawty pimp straight kickin’ it with the west
boomin’ on this corner, sellin’ nothin’ but the best
and no real mackin’ player, player gotta get paid
me and spade got our fingers on the twelve+gauge
but still that n+gga that’s pimpin’ these hoes
but now i’m ridin’ the chevy, with them oxs and vogues
i serve this n+gga, he just called me weak
he underestimated, now this n+gga six feet deep
let’s get a sicker, and roll up a blunt
get a sack of indo, when n+ggas smoke a junt
the b+tches think they game, and that b+tch ain’t got no hoe
i unzip my present, put my d+ck down her throat
pulled out the dice, n+ggas start to step big
picked up the phone, set the dice and get a seven
to all you n+ggas, mane, got no to deal
bullets to the head, and the paper three k!ll
b+tch i got my glock, so what you wanna do?
yeah, players gotta get paid, part 2
[verse 3: lil west]
i told you all before, this sh+t goes on player
i don’t need no energizer, because i’m the f+ckin’ fella
fired up the thangs that enters you from the tec
technical weapons will keep them b+tches in jail
see i’m that n+gga you love to hate, i don’t like to wait
for the most stupid b+tches, who roll here like roller skates
i’m a pimp and i know, the king of this show
these b+tches that f+ck with, they catchin’ a ellbow
i’m blowin’ the bud, mane, i’m smokin’ the hoe out
these b+tches that f+ck with, aim quickly, i’ma think they bounce
bounce+bounce on my d+ck, suckin’ good, don’t ever quit
when you’re with the west, ho, all b+tches hit the floor
hit the floor, with your knees, go outside and make my cheese
don’t come back until you through, bring me back, not playin’ a fool, b+tch



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