Big Tymers - Pimp'n Ain't E-Z lyrics

[Baby] Wusup n***a, Fa'sho Wusup Pimp, Rest In Peace n***a We should have whipped that hoe Kim From Saint Claude To Erata [B.G.] Pimpin' ain't easy got to keep these hoes From talkin' back, hoe I'm yo daddy respect the dog a** or Get slapped, don't let yo b**h violate once She gonna try again, and that's when you be up in That stank hoe sh**, got to teach her a lesson Girl don't you ever try me, stay in line cuz You gonna mind some muthaf**in'' body n***a I'm a young gangsta, got these hoes under my belt Fifthteen, got pimpin' trophies on my f**in' shelf My n***a Pimp, had all his hoes in check My n***a Pimp, hoes never disrespect Baby, gave me the game about this stank b**hes He said these hoes ain't right, they'll get you left in ditches That's why I keep my strap, cuz them hoes will cross you up Tell a n***a somethin', you ain't safe and have a n***a stuck That's why I keep hollow points to bust yo head n***a I left loose shot's, bloody red from yo head n***a Took me behind the coke, comin' get me My n***a Mark and Clarence comin' in that water with me With them chopper's to leave yo mutherf**in' a** greasy For this B.G. pimpin' ain't easy Chorus: {Baby} Pimp'n Ain't E-Z But it got to be done Pimp'n Ain't E-Z But it's nesscary Pimp'n Ain't E-Z Got to beat these hoes up Pimp'n Ain't E-Z But it's nesscary [Baby] n***a, I be hard on these hoes, cuz a b**h ain't sh** Every hoe I done f**ed, done s**ed my dick {These hoes like Mosquitoes, s**in' dick and lickin' nut's} To ridin' truck's on Baud's and Astro's With elbow's but baller's ride Contero My gold's be on shine, cuz I think I'm the sh** I keep my diamond's on shine, just to blind a b**h I keep my gold platted AK for the phone Just incase a chump make me pop the trunk I keep my gat to protect and serve Cuz on the down low, I'm still sellin' bird's { n***a done told me} For twenty two five, an ki for eleven five n***a you can get served with a fifhty five Money is a habit I got's to have it {Gimmie that, gimmie that} Every chance I get I'm straight just taxin' it {Headed to the Ramp} Vamp still waitin' on me, Tec on his way We bout to get blowed hommie I got to break these ki's down to quarter ki's and Let Vamp put 'em all in that one three Big Roe, Tee-Dog, and Joe Casey I got to let all my hommies get on that fee and Ride Astro's, Lexus with Trues and Bauds Chorus [Mannie Fresh] Cash Money and the power hour after hour Big pimpin' from the bed to the muthaf**in' shower f** mo hoes then Tommy Hil made clothes Come together like b**hes, like Trues and Baud's Like one, two, three, four Mirror, mirror who's the gangsta n***a you know? {You are} The mirror replied, the gangsta n***a I know alive I'm one of the greatest, f** player hater's If you name was Wille Blame, you couldn't fade us If pimpin' hoes is wrong, I don't want to be right So won't you shake that a**, roll that a** Ride that a** for Pimp Daddy baby all night All kind's of car's neighborhood superstar's Fed by n***a's and loved by broads Mannie Fresh a.k.a. Willis {Willis Who} Will these dick fit in yo mouth boo Pimpin' ain't easy {Fa'sho n***a}