[Verse 1: Skinny Pimp]
One n***a tried to cross me out over a funky b**h
Two of my other b**hes, finna put 'em in a clique
Three different hoes running games while he's drinking brew
Four drops of visine, nighty night, damn fool
Five minutes later he was riding in my f**ing trunk
Six different rivers in my mind, which one shall i dump
Seven members of his family still tryna find his a**
Eight kinda late so i better skip to number nine
Na na nana na, (ya'll know the f**in' time)
[Hook]
Load the 9, yo it's time, to put some s**as in line (x8)
[Verse 2]
(a!) al capone my n***a that's insane
(b!) better watch ya'll back because we robbing mane
(c!) creeping on a s**a with a sawed-off
(d!) dogging at these hoes like jeffery lawler
(e!) easily approaching to the onion
(f!) firing the bud, it's some scunion
(g!) greepin' on the nine-ninety-nana
(h!) happening trigga finger make me do a crime
(i!) i could be the n***a that you love to hate
(j!) jacking a s**a to d**h we call it meditating
(k!) [?] to make it real dark
(l!) living a** out make me wanna rob
(m!) macking to these hoes like the skinny pimp
(n!) nine millimeter slipping off my hip
(o!) opp, paying for this sh**? hell nah f** that
(p!) pimping ain't dead it's the hoes scared
(q!) quiet while i load up my weapon
(r!) riding thru your neighborhood spraying
(s!) sleepy when the onion in my brain
(p!) the polices, they don't know my real name
(u!) u might be that n***a that'll f** with me
(v!) victim of a homicide in the first degree
(w!) woodlawn n***as go clowning
(x!) execute these s**as while they smiling
(y!) ya'll heard the skinny pimp loud and clear
(z!) zipping up my lips because i'm outta here...
PEACE