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lirik lagu if u didn’t know bitch – kingpin skinny pimp

[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

- kingpin skinny pimp

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