[Kamikaze] Yeah yeah, uh check it I blaze two for them niggas that gets rowdy enough And shakin up they concrete face till it's gets cloudy enough I'm 'bout it and tough Irregular, I can't be fixed It's middle-finger for them pigs, tell em "suck my dick!" I never grew up in the ghetto but I spits that shit And got a team that'll get you and you won't be missed I don't drink Cris, you like it at the top of your list But never figured how you did it cuz it tastes like piss I'd rather sip the two fingers till I make me a fist And take a break from revolutions so I could hit you wit this You took you first advance money, put it dead on yo' wrist Or all them big-body strippers wit them big ol' tits But man I see them same hookers and just blow em a kiss Cuz they the ones who used to dis before I made these hits Before I had the turkey bacon wit mahamony grits Before a nigga hit the pits and started rhymin for kicks Nigga, you fuck wit Kamikaze, you gon' sleep wit the fish That why when you see me commin, you just creep in yo' six Nigga, it's cuz of David Banner that I'm beatin yo' picks Phinga's at home knee-deep in yo' bitch, nigga ya heard me? Yeah now that's pimp shit
[David Banner] One government, one card and one chip That got Curtis Mayfield, they got Griff They got the west coast hatin folks on the east They know we lazy, now we back and ?market the beast? That paper money, soon they gon' have no mo' Right now they buildin houses wit computer chips in the flo' So they know when you at home and when you ain't And when you use that smart bank card, you in the paint Let me break it down, they called it the New World Foundation And when you use it, they know your exact location And what you spit, and what you spit that ?own is your line? That leave a mark, now they got that card in your mind And in your skin, shit don't mean nuttin to them And then power is the gold passion for us to defend And when they get that money, yo' value ain't shit Cuz they got all yo' cheese and the C on the chip Now that's pimp shit bitch That's pimp shit hoe
[Kamikaze] Uh, don't playahate, I'm eatin steak, bitch lobster and shrimp (This is for the hoes man, this is for the pimps) You know the kind that got them gators, man'll walk wit a limp The ones that got the girls in the clubs showin they tits Don't playahate, I'm eatin steak, bitch lobster and shrimp (This is for the hoes man, this is for the pimps) You know the kind that got them gators, man'll walk wit a limp The ones who got them girls in the clubs showin they tits Ha ha, now that's some pimp shit Believe dat, that's some pimp shit (I'ma go 'head and give y'all what y'all wanna hear) Camoflagued in a entourage wit a tour stop approach Contemplatin my assault to get your wallet, slit your throat Leave you bleedin on the sidewalk, callin for yo' kin Then I slide off in the darkness wit some stolen checks again Ain't it funny, when I passed you wouldn't even shake my hand Now you give up all yo' money and yo' jewels at my command Stand in line for twenty hours, application says denied Wanna see a 9-to-5 but couldn't work it if I tried Man you lied, didn't give me my forty acres and a mule Now it's back to sellin crack to all your children after school Fools rush, when I rap you better hush, I'm in yo' place Ain't no chance to see my face, I'll make yo' memory erase Taste the steel as I point it oh so lovely at your dome Tell your wife to hit the canvas while I violate your home Then I'm gone up out the window, if you slip then I'll be back You know my mind stays on crime cuz I'm black, that's what you wanna hear
[Budz] I've been around a lot of individuals who think they got game Claimin they've earned their player badges Passin on this eroneous information to the masses Cuz they speakin way outside they mental capacity classes Perpretratin the fraud against God as I observe And despite what you may have heard I don't forgive but I do give you what you deserve Now my homey's kickin these nouns and verbs Have acquired me to unnerve these cats wit shoddy dialect Who see women as sex, I see them as another check Or an opportunity to get my name on a title of a Lex Havin only paid my respect Overstand I'm not one-sided I'm just one up on the misguided sistas and brothas I'm a capitalist, they lovers While they buyin red rubbers I'm purchasin briefcases that cover Green sheets wit caucasians who sold it over our black mothers People say pimpin lost its morals I say that must be territorial cuz my people stay deep like corals As my coronary and cerebulum collaborate and make me historical Game recognize game Intellectuals recognize lame-brains wit fallen poetical aim While you countin change, we countin for money-makers wit thangs And muscle-bound man maniacs that maim Pimp's last mack