Knalmtalkinbout? Like we always do about this time, bitch!
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[Pimp C:]
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I got candy in my cup (cup), candy in my car (car)
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Candy on my wrist (wrist), candy on my car (car)
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Smokin on this chocolate, my neck be sittin so sparkling
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Man I feel so awkward-ward when I ain't got no barre to spliff
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I keep a whole sip (whole sip), a whole clip (a whole clip)
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In case these pussy niggaz wanna trip (uh!)
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Fly high boy (boy), high fly boy (boy)
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'Fore I fly high, lookin at them jackers in their eye (eye)
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I remember when a rapper was a go getta (go getta)
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Now all these rappers is some hoe niggaz (uh!)
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Hide behind the guards at the show nigga (uh!)
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Don't want no pussy, homosexual, on the low nigga
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That's y'all (that's y'all), I from the old school (uh!)
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Like MJG and Ball, like Devin the Dude
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I know Short Dog (Dog), the real Short Dog (Dog)
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Who see me drapin drips, stepped out the whip on Sunset Strip
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[Chorus: Pimp C]
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Swishas and dosha, blow when we driving
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Benz's and Cadi's, swangin big bodies
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Swishas and dosha, blow when we driving
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Benz's and Cadi's, swangin big bodies
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Swishas and dosha
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[Bun B:]
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Fuck niggaz bumpin gums, real niggaz be bumpin screw (screw)
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So don't get bumped up, just in case a real G bump into you
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I'm like Bumpy Knuckles, buck with nothin but ready rockers
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That's down for pistol play (on who?), on boy's that's steady knockers
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Got boppers that's steady jockin, goofy niggaz in my ear
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Bitch I'm a self-made trillionaire, get your soft ass outta here
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Weak niggaz wanna plead their case (case), just to raise up out my face (face)
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I ain't got that time to waste, punch your mouth and knock out the taste
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You MySpacin and Facebookin, playin games with them toys
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I'm in the streets where gangstas meet, while you're online with them boys
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So step your game up, build your name up, quit your talkin and quit your doin
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All that planning and contemplating... when the fuck you gon' start pursuing?
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Cars ain't driving themselves, mansions ain't building themselves
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They waiting for Ed McMahon and they need to stop feelin themselves
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They wealth ain't comin until they earn it
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But that somethin they won't know 'til they learn it, while burnin...
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[Chorus]
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[Pimp C:]
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I'm a tell you pussy niggaz once again (once again)
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Ain't had no friends since I left the pen (uh!)
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It's some niggaz I respect in the rap game (game)
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But it's some niggaz that I better not hear sayin my fuckin name (uh!)
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You say I love a stripper (bitch!), pullin down my zipper (bitch!)
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That hoe was payin me, bitch don't try to play with me! (bitch!)
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You runnin from the fight, hiding bitch, I stay with it (with it)
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You gotta problem with me, go to Lil J with it
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[Bun B:]
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This is UGK, get it? Bun and Pimp, Pimp and Bun
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Three little G's is stayin hard, you comin limp simply son
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They want it, we can give 'em some
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(But) probably not what they wanna see
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Trill ass niggaz certified, ain't never been no wanna-be (naw)
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Has-been's, Never-was, Past-due, Out-dated
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Can't nobody from the North, East, West, or South fade it (at all)
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You talkin down but we comin up as well as comin down
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So Pimp sum it up baby
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[Chorus x2]
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Swishas And Dosha
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