Lyrics:

[intro]Let's get it hype, niggaLet's get it crumpYeah, yeah, yeah[eightball]Pass me them swisher sweets, let's get it crumpIf a nigga disrespect me i'mma prove my shit and dumpBlast ryhmes like I pump, turn your belly to jellyVeteran mc, I don't think you rookies is readyThree hundred and fifty pounds of pressure to deal witI run with suave, always packin' something to kill withFeel this bitch, when I get rich i'mma still hustleGo down in history, paper taller then bill russelKilo flows, I got 'em hid in the basementChoppin boys up, on some puttin' it in they face shitEight ball, f-a-t m-a-c-k, known for layin' it downAnd doin' shit the playa wayCallabo's of the dough ain't no secretSpace-age pimpin' means I don't do free shitTime waits for no one, it ain't gon' wait for meYours truly, signed eightball and mjg[mjg]1 - all my hard core niggas, what you want to do? My real thug-ass niggas, what you want to do? All my money making bitches if you ride with meI'mma pimp 'till I die and i'mma ride for freeNow where them real bitches atWhere them real bitches atWhere they at, where they at, where they at, huh? And where my buck niggas atWhere my buck niggas atWhere they at, where they at, where they at, come on[foxy brown]I ain't new to thisDamn nice bitch that's true to thisMoney ain't never been a thing to meAlways stack my dough, holla back (uh)Ass fat, thighs thick, titties perfectInhale the cheese from here to tel avivY'all know it, shit I don't bluffAnd no dough? I don't f**k 'emF**k i'mma fake for? Make mine's, i'mma take yours'cause I'm no nigga like love b'foreMake bitch scream like, gimme some moreIf a nigga broke, what'd you f**k him for? Waste of timeIt's like we playette mindsDont stop, get it get itBitches, take it from a real motherf**kin' proY'all get that dough, we don't trust these niggasThey gon' pimp if you let themFrom ny to the dirty southAnd them bitches' dime tightI got my mind rightAnd my ice got the shine rightAnd if it don't blind bitchesWhen them lights hit the wrist? You won't be sticking shitYou be lickin' thisRepeat 1[Ride lyrics on http://www.elyricsworld.com][mjg]I'm the pimp motherf**ker, babyIce cold, stories so highI pimp the whole village twiceSo tight fold crease right on the president's nosePimp clothes, drinkin straight henney'and buckstrumTouch toed, hoes take a centerfold poseBreak a treat, make 'em pay to enter thosePros, slam thoseGame tied tight like bows, we never closeThree-sixty-five, twenty-fourHand chose bithces a la mode, gettin' soldPlus a load of killer, as chronic gettin' blowedKeep it froze, tucked up in a tupperware bowlStick of gold, somethin' from the school of the oldForever flows, I take it down as deep as it can goBurn rolls, braids tight, blazed afrosWe're pushin' hoesDicks get erect like poles, pay the tollMjg is in controlRepeat 1[juvenile]Peep dis', you and them boys need to slow downUp in the morning in the court, it's 'bout to go downThere's no remorse now, better expose roundsThem jackets be on the lose until the dope is foundJuvenile's my name, bitchI represent it to the end, the same shitNiggers don't be wearin suits on theses blocksAll you see is your boys and reeboksA thin hat to the back with a strap tooWillin' to bust a nigga ass if he had toIf you feel the same my nigger, you's a hot boyBlocka, blocka, blockaBetter get up off the block, boyCall for the cops, boy your mommy or pops, boyCash wasn't a million, never hit the spot boyYou want props ha, you sold to the cops haYou in a cell block ha, 'cause you too hot haRepeat 1[mjg]Where the real ones at? be-atch...Oh, you know how we feelAbout all you 'wanna be' ass ghetto super starsWanna be like 'me ass' niggasTryin' to be like foxy brown bitchesI give a f**k about your intermureal status, motha f**kaYou ain't nobodyWe been doing this, been doin' this shitWe go way back with this babyTalkin' about this real shit on the mutha f**kin' microphonePimps and hoes and gettin' moneyTricks and hoes and f**kin'Mutha f**kin' clothes and shit ridin' vogues and shitNigga riding on 20's and shitNigga what chu got? Brand new-assed niggaYou don't know nothin' about this gameCome onRepeat 1 until fade