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Pimps, Players Hustlers - Luniz
*(Yukmouth & Knumskull talking)*
Ni**a what's hap'nin
Who we got in here
Ni**a ain't this the last album
F**k that We got Richie Rich Dru Down (you know ) Yukmouth
Knumskull we bout to do this sh*t man Fo the 9-Fever check it out
*(Chorus- Yuk & Richie)*
Pimps playas hustlas ballas shot callas all of us

T for tech out to get the scratch it ain't easy b**ch believe me
Pimps playas hustlas ballas shot callas all of us
T for tech out to get the scratch
It ain't nuthin nice
Yukmouth let me
Hear ya
Verse 1 *(Yukmouth)*
Well it's the one of the mill ni**a
The Vill niggaz
That spill niggaz guts to the fullest
Fill niggaz up wit bullets
Kill niggaz Yuk don't bullshit
An I pull licks if I have to
No laughter
Or chit-chat I juss clack my sh*t
Back an then I blast ya
When it's the wig split
Come wit big sh*t fo the 9-Feva-roo
'Cause ya f**kin either two
Of yo baby ma'mas
Got em on camera

Doin a tootsie roll wit a hammer up
Her coochie hole an a 40 up her
Bootsy hole
Fo sho I pimp nights like Gladis
Niggaz better knock on wood like havock
When I'm in yo hood wit an

Automatic
So crack ends givin me jaw
I be call f**kin around wit mo ups & downs
Then a see-saw
Sometimes I feel like I'm broke sometimes I'm shot calla
Who got all the b**ches lost in the motions like Pala
Balla than shisty mo betta blues then Spike Lee
Might be off the 40 'cause I'm OG like Ice-T
Ya dig
Verse 2 *(Richie Rich)*
Smoke hoes an coke hoes
Are sumpthin like the same
One fo the white d**e
One fo the ni**a that's in the game
Now I know b**ches that
Say "Richard do what ya wanna"
But like old Vogues them b**ches cry
When I hit the corner
My 7-duce produce '
Cause the zues was pissed off
I'm still gettin zips off
Niggaz feelin ripped off an clipped off

Until they told me it was Knumskull Yuk an Dru
Now what you wanna do
It's 35-hundred for the straight laced triple gold

Wit the vogues
That's what they cost in the store yeah
An you can reach
But you can not touch
Ever figga scared ni**a
That you feared too much
If you scared go to church
I know it hurts
To find out she works for me
Brought me that Jeep
That's why I keep my b**ch business in the cut
That way I gets yo skrilla plus I get to f**k
'Cause we
*(Chorus)*
Pimps playas hustlas ballas shot callas all of us

T for tech out to get the scratch
It ain't easy b**ch believe me

Pimps playas hustlas ballas shot callas all of us

T for tech out to get the scratch
It ain't nuthin nice Dru Down let
Me hear ya
Verse 3 *Dru Down
I'm steadily stackin up on the green
Ballas will use the triple beam
Shot calla use they words
Hustlas will use they shoulders
Playas sit back an get served
Now observe the definition of the pimp-mode
I take hoes an break hoes
An hoes is stayin mobile really though
Doe is what I love so what's up
Ni**a who you tellin
That life always been tough
Ni**a I had it rough
An ni**a it ain't no bluff
An potna I had my own mama sufferin
That's sumpthin
Yeah okay
I turned straight into a hustla

Crap on bustas
Skrilla fo reala from them suckas
I gave my mama half me half I'm out the door
Ready to bubble
I turned into a balla shot calla
Two for twamp
With in a year I'm back on the spot
Zippas in zipper
I'm ready to hit some fences
It's so wicked
B**ch you jack rabbit call me Bugsy

Four-four up in the Paddy wagon
To break my niggaz love me
An I'll be sure the next time niggaz see me I'll be high
Do or die throwin up the 5
In the 5th lane right
Side I'm watchin the rearview juss for po-po's
I swerve to the curb
About 3 an you know that I straight broke that
Hoe
Verse 4 *(Knumskull)*
Fa sho G-A fo checks
Pimp b**ches fo sex
Might as well go all out an pimp the whole block
Wit 4 techs
Niggaz on this on the move in many
Plenty taken playa hatin Caddy's
That ain't my thang ruger
It's good to roll skrill that's the best thang
My S-S-I check came
You gotta be a big mack to do some sh*t like that
An issued this game
My buddies
Who ever can better my Operation Stackola
Smack mack
The greenery an crackola
Homies wanna be down rollin big stacks
You wanna make an effort towards paper
Then b**ch get crack
So sick wid it
That's why I shitted on raps fo luck
I'm like what ever it takes to make a buck
Could never be stuck
I'm facin a life of brokeness already
F**k the pain
It juss make sense fo me to stay on my hustle and game
Blame no ni**a fo my down fall
But pimpin is the final frontier
I gets around y'all
We all
*(Chorus)*
Pimps playas hustlas ballas shot callas all of us

T for tech gettin major scratch
It ain't easy b**ch believe me

Pimps playas hustlas ballas shot callas all of us

T for tech tryin to get the scratch
It ain't easy b**ch believe me
*(talking in the background)*
Pimps playas hustlas ballas shot callas all of us
B**ch believe me ahhh-yaaa Ahaha