Mir Fontane - d**h of a Pimp lyrics

[Hook] Playa, playa, though I told you pimpin' ain't easy But now them n***as strapped outside ya home And they askin' for Jerome, you know it won't be long Before the d**h of a, playa, playa Thought I told ya pimpin' ain't easy But now them n***as strapped outside ya home And they askin' for Jerome, you know it won't be long Before the d**h of a, girl [Verse 1] It's 5:11 when the sunset hit them skyscrapers We gone off Jesus juice, take a sip and hope God saves us We ridin' with that heat, my heart cold as a snow day f** that n***a, no foreplay, finna roll it up like Chipotle Me, Tommy, Cole and we finna hit a lick, uh Heard a n***a f**ed my b**h, uh Got two guns, two clips, finna let sh** tell the n***a who it is Make this left on Everette and then bust this right on Chase Make a right pull up to the gate n***a pump yo' breaks, sit back just wait Just wait… five mo' minutes give it five mo' minutes He might not get it tonight but I swear he gon' get it Just then that's when Jerome walked out Ooo that's what a n***a talkin' bout Looking fresher than he often, limpin' while he walkin' Screaming at his b**hes steady spittin' while he talkin' He leaving his apartment, it's raining, it's pouring Creepin' up behind him tip-toeing in my Jordans, uh I watched him as he walks his hourly stroll He wipes the, cold from his nose and wipes his head on his clothes He looks back and sees my face and turns around and runs for cover Grabs the pistol off my waist and I said Blucka, blucka…blucka Screaming die, silly stupid motherf**er Feeling sorry that I had to do it to my older brother, sh** Just then a off duty undercover grabs his gun and says freeze I turn around like n***a please, I'm gone I ran, a couple of streets, a couple of blocks, couple of blocks A couple of wounds, a couple of shots, couple of shots I hit the alley, think I've lost him, grabbed my knees to catch my breath And then somebody says “Martin,” who that? [Outro] Martin: You scared me half to d**h Gina!