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lirik lagu shawty pimp - stayin' true

[verse 1: lil west aka key fee]
well is that furr skinned n~gga, yeah, that n~gga named lil west
boomin on this boomin track, slangin’ nothin’ but the best
with that n~gga shawty pimp, walkin’ with the gangsta limp
pimpin’ hoes in ’94, yeah, that’s the way the sh~t go
the n~gga that charge the b~tches, knockin’ stitches
make ’em lose their bridges, london bridges fallin’ down
with my nine glock sound
the king of all kings, and the pimp of all pimps, you the b~tches of all b~tches
makin’ my pockets thick for riches, see, you done crossed me in the game
with that foolish gang~bang, who’s to blame?
i blame you mane, my four~five glock will put you to shame
another n~gga, on that othеr level, kickin’ lyrical pimpin’, b~tch
you got me f~ckеd up, if you think i’mma’ take all that bullsh~t
rata~tata, whoever i scatter, just to make my pimpin’ phatter
i’ts all about respect, f~ck all that cars and the fake
sh~t, i’m loadin’ up my tec, for all you n~ggas talkin’ sh~t
i’m finna’ go and make a hit, on your motherf~ckin’ clan
you punk~ass n~ggas, i just can’t stand, claimin’, aimin’, like you got clout
b~tch, you dont know, what this all about, is all about that money, mane
that white~man crack, still fryin’ your brain, this is your brain on drugs, n~gga
beat me to the punch here, how the f~ck you figure
man, i f~cked up [?] in the wrong place, k!ll you quick, without a trace
when i’m trough kickin’ pimpin, i’ts time to do a stang, n~gga
four~five glock, we gon’ k!ll ’em, my n~gga spade gon’ pull that trigger
shawty pimp, jump in the ride, gotta’ find some place to hide
ridin’ deep in the showdown left out n~ggas, that don’t know how to act
five n~ggas just got away, smoke the hay, livin’ day by day
ain’t barrin sh~t, i’m straight legit, me and my n~ggas never slacked up, b~tch
f~ck you, b~tch, and your whole d~mn crew
lil west is a n~gga, that’s stayin’ true
[verse 2: mc spade]
i got a ak~47 pointed at your motherf~ckin’ ass
try to treat me like a hoe, i got to shoot your ass, fast
all up in my face, about some scandalous funky~ass hoe
s~p~a~d~e, is finna’ let you motherf~ckers know
jockin’ ain’t to healthy, look my n~gga, you gon’ wind up dead
laid off in his b~tch, with two bullets in your f~ckin’ head
pimpin’ is what’s makin’ money up in 1994
b~tches make the clientele, motherf~cker you ain’t know
better ask somebody, busta, ‘cuz this sh~t right here is deep
last time i heard, you was somewhere suckin’ some n~ggas d~ck
mane, you ain’t too trill, if you walkin’ by the hoe
breakin’ b~tches is my business, gotta make some cash flow
better listen if you wanna learn, ‘cuz that sh~t is weak
if you wanna make some money, put your b~tches on the street
schoolin’ n~ggas on this pimpin,’ but i really thought you knew
mane, i pop it off my b~tches, ‘cuz a n~gga is stayin’ true

[verse 3: shawty pimp]
they call me shawty pimp, ‘cuz i’m the thrillest of the crew
she’s f~ckin’ one me, b~tch, when that old sh~t, be buckin’ you
you tell me, that you got it in your pocket
boy, you sick
you kissin’ on that b~tch
when all the time, she suckin’ d~ck
you jealous, ‘cuz i’m havin’
and you just can’t make no green
but n~ggas on the gank, i keep a loaded magazine
i never let my business get to high, i keep it low
‘cuz n~ggas talk about my business, everywhere i go
i claim that i’m a pimp, because these bustaz just ain’t true
you tryna’ pimp a b~tch, but really that hoe is pimpin’ you
you call her everyday, because you shoppin’ for that b~tch
you tell her that you lover her
when that b~tch just ain’t the sh~t
so, i’mma [?] six, ninety~nine straight to you
‘cuz we playaz on this funky~track
and always stayin’ true
[verse 4: fresh ld]
i’ts all about the money, i gotta’ make it
can’t be no fake, k!llin’ all these junkies
they hit they ladies
gotta’ make my cheese, off these b~tches
you know, i got ’em
that ass, i’m stabbin’, if i ain’t, im on the track, boomin’ some crack
i could not never, pass up a chance, just to romancin’
you n~ggas, you gettin’ jealous, all becacuse i’m handsome
altough, i might be high~profile, i keep a low~pro style
a little bit more [gone fed up?], i warm it up like a sweater
a money makin’, fly, smooth, honey go~getter
before i go, i would like to sent out a shouty
mc spade, shawty pimp, lil roy
peace, yo, i’m outie!

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