All my true fans still checkin' for me
Bitch nigga, you more of a bitch than a bitch
No more, now that I'm sober you ain't that fine
Xxplosive, for my niggas drinkin' Cognac, smokin' weed, always pack
Fuck a bitch, don't tease bitch, strip tease bitch
Here baby, hit the bong
Chronic in yo' system, let me know, my shit's the bomb
Overdosage, imperial pistols ferocious
Pimpin' bitches on the regular, I put that on the G
Nowadays a G like me can't even call it
Damn girl, you think you slick
All the true gangstas know
You'll be still jockin' gangsta dicks
A twenty-three year old pussy fiend and freakaholic
West Coast shit nigga
Nate ain't never loved no hoe
I got these freaky hoes, clappin' their hands, stompin' their feet
When I had you last night, baby
Lemme drop some shit about this bitch I used to know
Captain save 'em all day, well save this dick
Bitch niggas paid for hoes, just to lay with hoes
All the real smokers know, Nate ain't passin' nothin' but dope indeed
You ain't into hittin' pussy or hittin' the switch
Six-deuce in a plush, six-deuce Impala
She got freaky in yo' sixty-fo', I skeeted in her throat
Now I'm sayin' thank you 'cuz they tell me, my shit's the bomb
She ate her best friend, I left them hoes at the mo'
While the West Coast rolls along
Don't wanna treat you wrong
Backhanded, pimp slapped backwards and left stranded
Them hot hoes is fiendin', they on the nuts
Gobble and swallow a nut up, shut up and get my cash
But bitch, I'm out ya pussy when I nut for real
A bonafide pro, I had to grab the hoe
Xxplosive
You into hittin' bitches off of the grip, you punk bitch
Pimpin' hoes from Texas to Guatemala
I thought we had a chance, lady
Relax one night and paid to stay with hoes
Before I blew yo' mind
Somebody better get this bitch, this bitch
She gave yo' boy the head and said don't let nobody know
Don't wanna lead you on
While we still makin' gangsta hits
Eat of bowl of these bitch, gobble the dick
All my down hoes still trickin' with me
All my real doggs still kick it with me
All the hoodrats still shake it for me
A hustler and a player, nowadays it pays to be
Every now and then they put their mouth on me
And I bet you didn't know that she go both ways
Real trees, chronic leaves, no seeds
(Blew, blew, blew your mind)
Been knowin' the hoe for fo' days, pimpery pays
Causin' me to yank their arm and pose like I would do them harm
Just pop ya collar, pimp convention hoes for a dollar
They be beepin' me and shit, but we don't kick it no mo'
Mo' than one firearm, chrome rims, ridin' on
Hoe's forgot to eat a dick, can shut the fuck up
