Verse One:
I say why a nigga got to die, that`s a part of life
I wish I wasn`t never born, cuz this life ain`t right
My partner had to go over a hoe, but it`s cool
I can`t be calmed down, when I see her I`m a use my tool
Act a fool, let her know how it feel to be underground and
When she get there I know Pimp gonna beat her down
Give me the weed so I can choke
When I see her she get smoked
Bitch think it`s a game, but it ain`t no joke
I`m a fuck on that dope
Pimp Daddy we miss ya, we love ya
But it`s all right, that whole Ca§h Money Click
Gonna be on that other side and get high
Cuz I`m comin` cuz I`m a three man funk and
B gonna bring the gin Boo-Koo trill
There it go, havin` fun in another world
Thinkin` about old time`s
We go open the lab, and have us still writin` rhymes
Nigga`s wanna sound like you, and walk with a limp
Everybody still wanna be like you, but there`s only one Pimp
And you gone, who did it gonna get popped in
Glocked in, my boy gone but ain`t forgotten
{Rest In Peace, That`s How We Do It,
Straight From The Heart, And That C.M.R.}
{Ya Heard Me}
Verse Two: {Yella Boy}
Ninety Five, Ninety Six, more trick`s, Fa`sho Yella Boy, ya see
My summaries, the memories, ya see he`s never buried
A nigga still pimpin` for the legendary Gary,
Every time I get happy up in this rap there`s a glisp cliff
I think about the drama sho`nuff make`s me
Miss ya, I got to pull`s off for you fake pimp wanna bee`s
Don`t let me catch ya sleepin` I`ll knock you to yo knees
Pimp up in the air, I know my boy standin` close
If you was around pimpin` we shoul take a toast
The pimpin` the trippin` on a regular basis
Servin` hoes, lockin` number`s, not rememberin` face`s
I got yo back shootin` straight like a sniper
I ease up on the scene and make`s ya rowdy
Like Rod Piper, duck`s behind the bin, to
Often feel I need to Buck! Buck!
Brusin` all my enemies bringin` `em bad luck
Verse Three: {Tec-9}
This analogy, that my nigga Pimp
With the gangsta limp, is now in a gangsta lean
But this shit is true, and I never knew it could be like that
Ain`t nobody special when it come`s to the gat
First you fuck that hoe, and then you stop to think
How many nigga`s die, because of a stank ass hoe
Should have been that bitch layin` on the floor
Guess what? But she still got to go
What the fuck is this, blood comin` from my nigga head
Retailation is the method that I`m takin`
When I`m steppin` in that world
Got to go get myself some furl
And I`m in yo hallway always plottin`
In a situation, where my nigga is gone but not forgotten
{Fa`sho, you not forgotten boy}
{Much Love Pimp Daddy from yo nigga Tec-9}
{And the Black Connection}
{Cash Money Records always in there}
