T.West - Pimp Or Die lyrics

[Intro: bu*tnaked Tim Dawg] And that was Father MC featuring Jodeci with their smash hit, 'Treat 'Em Like They Wanna Be Treated'. Well radioland, I wonder what he has in store for '93. Maybe he'll take it to the streets. But anyway, this is the bu*tnaked one signing off for Wbu*t FM in stereo [Hook] (What's the law?) Pimp or die (What's the law?) Pimp or die (What's the law?) Pimp or die (What's the law?) Pimp or die To my n***as uptown gotta pimp or die To my n***as downtown gotta pimp or die To my n***as cross town gotta pimp or die To my n***a round town gotta pimp or die [Verse One] I just jump in my Path Drive up the ave Talking on my cellular Hunting for [?] I'm the man, that's how I gets down I find recruits, knock the boots and then I gots to skip town I gets money on the regular Every day [?] honies are calling on my cellular I got a team From Brooklyn, Bronx and Queens A bald head, leather jacket, and baggy jeans I roll posse deep Check your catalog My name's Father and Tim Dawg's the landlord bu*tnaked's in effect They stepped up and said, "Yo Father, it's time to catch wreck" Straight up and down, bless this underground Brother don't play around So watch a real n***a get down So don't play me, cause I'm just too fly It's '93 and '93 is pimp or die [Hook] [Verse Two] I attack when I crush the new jacks And if I get stacks, I get stacks and stacks and stacks and stacks I front gold, a slim chain and a rollie band From my head to my toe, the toe is Timberland You got bank, but moneygrip I got your bank stop I'm not co*k diesel but I still sport a tank top That's how I'm living So don't give me the dead eye My last cutie played fly but now she's [?] goodbye I make tonight on the town And if it ain't good enough I work harder than Bobby Brown [?] caramel, sweet chocolate One taste of my love makes your heart drip Mr. Man Sisters never diss the program Before I kick 'em out [?] Straight up and down check me out as I catch wreck Hold your spinny cause I'm running through your projects [Hook] [Verse Three] Here comes a bigger n***a A slick daddy-o I got a dozen honies naked on my patio Smitty's gonna be around the sugar baby I never rush, I never tell them "yes", it's "maybe" Ladies it don't come easy You gotta go all out like your whole purpose in life was to please me I like 'em tender with a fight like a tiger then surrender I'll make everyday like Sweet November I get my nails done, baby ya won't be bitter Dip my hands in the bowl and watch my rocks glitter That's how pimply I am Pimping ain't hard, it's just a job and ya really don't understand I'm getting money on the real nothing's funny Everyday seems sunny when I'm chilling with my main honey So don't play me cause I'm just too fly It's '93 and '93 is pimp or die [Hook]