Andre Nickatina - Pimp's Blood lyrics

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Andre Nickatina - Pimp's Blood lyrics

(Intro - Andre Nickatina) It's blowin' cop, cop Try not to get knocked, knocked Other pimp's on the block, block They think you hot, hot (Andre Nickatina) In a pimp's blood, the mouthpiece says a gold tub Countin' money, talkin' sh**, hit fifth with a back rub 'Cause in a pimp's eye, baby don't lie 'Cause every word not heard, game floats by Man like a lear jet, I need a hairnet 'Cause I can see that my money in your purse yet (Equipto) Gon' to make money, I'ma stay hungry Know the right time when not to say nothing Huh, get gone international Just campaign, tell 'em go cast yo' vote I give game a good name, smooth as woodgrain Spit real talk that you wish you could say Right timin', hoes are co-signin' My look cut gla** like diamonds (Andre Nickatina) In a pimp's veins, it's not good to forget names I'ma get that b**h, I don't care what you say mayne Yo, ho it's chump change And if she wasn't so stupid she'd be with a mack mayne You can see me in the left lane Man I'm a rap cat God, I hangs with the best mayne Tatoo on her chest mayne And she'll represent the name in her brain 'til she rest mayne She walk like a horse God And when she get up his money and stop by force God (Equipto) b**h where the bankwad, let the a** drop So deep that I can't stop Talk sh** boastin', cloud nine mind stay floatin' Yet I'm showin' no emotion I'm stone face, on deck or the home plate Rotate on the block like you won't skates To the curb, I hit 'em with the right words Chance is slim, you f**in' with a iceberg I'm gon' win, I spend to make ends Ridin' alone, my phone's my best friend Huh, I relax, you plottin' on G-stacks Count mo', lean back (Andre Nickatina) In a pimp's act, I might tell a playa step back Man I'ma bust that b**h and her girlfriend, f** that And at the right time, them hoes 'll be mine It might take like twenty-three cold lines Ask me anything, I'm just like bu*terscotch I got information freak, like a laptop Yeah I'm at cha', I know you got to do You know it's rude but it's smooth and it's way cool It might feel like a snake when I make moves But if you trust me, check it out we can't lose 'Cause in a pimp's eye, you see dollar signs Sayin' he's number one with the fresh vines Cadillac right there with the pure shine And engraved in the steering wheel "Get Mines" We do best havin' fun in the night time And we can keep on grindin' 'till the sun shine I keep a lock on your mind 'till lunch time And I'm Sugar Ray Richardson in crunch time Never full of hot air I don't pump lines And the money's right there on the front line (Equipto) These hoes gon' fall like Autumn leaves Make things so clear 'till my bottom be's Come on, get to work it's back and forth In town just to see what your track is worth I'm sayin', all night P.M. A.M. Put 'em down at the Days Inn Get long distance, know the mind of your b**hes Tell 'em mind your bidness 'Cause all this mean somthin', 'till your team of runners Come through too clean, b**h bring my money No joke, I'm out for the federal note We from the 'Sco where we known, to keep a b**h broke Yeah, that's right, you tryin' to get your cash right 'Cause all this in the fast life, in a pimp's blood