Gorillapimpin'

[Intro/Hook: Cold 187Um] Wherever we go, another player whore From city to city, we still Gorilla pimpin' We still pimpin' We keep the whores the Ghetto Stars We're sippin' Caviar From city to city, we still Gorilla pimpin' We still pimpin' [Verse 1: Cold 187Um] Sometimes I have a whole lot of bullshit on my mind Sometimes I sit and write hype rhymes time after time About these hoochies, about these hookers, about these hoodrats Bitch you disrespect that, Bitch you get your head cracked Now, pay your tribute to the P.C.G. (Pimp - Clinic - Gang) Yo, and bow down cause we raw team Cause I was out in Malibu with this bitch from Honolulu You should've seen what she wants to do She wants to do it from the Livin' Room to the Kitchen I mean all up in the cabinets, breakin' dishes Yo, now let me tell you somethin', this is how you break a ho: Tell what she wanna hear, take where she wanna go And when it gets real good to 'em You gotta treat them like you don't even ahh care for 'em Yo, yo, that's a tactic, you call it psychology We are from the Pimp Clinic, we call it pimpology And we pimped on like them Rolling Stone makin' hits All up in the traffic, yellin' fuck a bitch Yo, on that for reala my nigga Yo, cause when I pimps, I pimps like a Gorilla, yeah [Hook] [Verse 2: KMG] ?? with the Antenna, hangin' with my Banana Banana be in my clip, A.K. - set trip Keep the Clinic mingle, peep the new single Flossy pimp nigga, peep cap when I hit you with the mental Caravan cause the ho's look good to me They spit light too, I was hookin' up their weed Now, they be streamin', and they got their mack on Come on, yeah they speadin' love as I get my grind on the Microphone Slide you in the homie's Benz, spend some of the homie's ends Hell of conversation with you and a friend I never lied to you, just so I can slide through you Check it out, let me show you the view And continue, to smell good and look good And still be chasin' them hoodrats, like a nigga should be With a hell of a Chronic Sack, with my fat ass Gat Yeah, nigga's got a Low-Rider, plus, I mobs with my rockweiler Chronic so the ho's follow Worldwide, cause that's what I wanna do Click with my ignint, Pimp Clinic crew [Hook] [Verse 3: Enuff] I'm a type of nigga that cause a gang of drama Posted, chillin', see I'm all up in your baby's mamma Fools, get trippin' like they're royal But see half of these bitches couldn't spell the word LOYAL I run deep with a gang of killas So if it's static, you better come for reala I say trust no ho til the day you die And don't be showin' these ho's your safe because it's suicide I hit the A.C. as I roll through Killa California, on the 10 on my way to Pomona To make peace with my kinfolks, marinate off some hell of a smoke I keep it real like I used to do on the street Cause still water's run deep And if you really wonder how I feel-a Can't nobody get by a Gorilla [Verse 4: Kokane] Ugh, we run game on you ho's from start to finish Now, it's the good, the bad and the pimpish Now, why would I run down the hill and fuck one cow When I can creep down the hill and fuck 'em all Ugh, I know this freaky P-Y-T, so young, so sweet She was only Seventeen At one of my shows, kickin' it backstage You know them young ass bitches never act the age She whispered in ear: do you wanna fuck? This young bitch made my dick hairs curl up on my nuts My spidersense is tinglin', this bitch kept on minglin' She gave the pussy and in my ride she wants to be a singer Promises, promises, I tapped that ass and kicked the bitch up out my S-Class And on my dash it say: Pimpin' Ain't Easy I can't kick it around the bitch that got no rhyme with me, ugh [Hook]