Pimpin' Songtext / Lyric

(Deuce/Intro)
Come on everybody throw your hands up, in the air come on let's...
If you know, we keep the party jumpin' so let's keep them 40's comin' (Deuce/Chorus)
Come on down to the city of LA we're we
We ride with gangsta's and the pimpin's easy
You know how we keep it bumpin' everyday babe
We ride with gangsta's and the pimpin's easy (Charlie Scene/J-Dog)
When I ride with J - D O G it's like okay basically, we get shit faced and crazy, we're screamin':"FUCK THE POLICE!"
J-Just like easy, let´s smoke these, with old E, and Charlie
We mix it over a heart beat, and run with the Undead Army
And you don´t need to see the best of me, the best M.C it´s just the beat Producer feeds, that makes me mean that seems to be what makes me scream
So what up?! Let´s roll the town fucked up! Let´s tag LA and show love!
Yo J-Dog wait just hold up, take my Mic my P.O showed up!

[Chorus]

(Johnny3Tears/Funny Man)
We're six Caucasians, hell raisin', blazin' making zero pay
Can't wait to drink, to stop to think, to call Funny
To ride with me!
My pants are so low, I'm sippin' on this 4-O
Rollin' in the fo' do'
Producer, me and four HO's...OH NO!!!
The 5-0's rollin' cold, I didn't stop, but tried to smoke
Container's open!
Funny's smokin'!
I think I'm chokin'
It's time to go (OH!!!)
This midnight tale, let's keep it rollin'
Keep the fuckin' and Mad Dog flowin'
Los Angeles we keep it goin'
Undead is what we're throwin'

[Chorus]

I keep'em blowin' on my
Head keeps gettin' fatter everyday, baby
On TV ya better listen 'cause you know they'll play me
In the club, you in the corner while my shit go crazy
And I got my soldiers in the back so you don't wanna face me
And when your girl looked up at me, I'm lookin' right down
And all that yappin', you know you gonna' be a smack down
I stick around to keep it mad while the crowd's loud
In the city of LA, that's my hometown

[Chorus]