Even Pimps Get Broken Hearts

Even pimps get broken hearts I spark the line stay trivia Blow you to oblivia To give me, a Semi auto with led Keep a rap in my head like ruboys keep a lock full of dreads Twist like a tornado the fatal cuban jewel Run around the world saying gangsta rap rules Give an F finger to the flyest freak While im sitting right there in the drivers seat Smoke a blunt for the gods at the crack of dawn I think them rings that I stole im bout ready to pawn Because I grin like a P-2 10 a sun lock Rapper of the cats got Glocks on cock Walk like a rat when it comes to the cheddar And in any kind of weather with the 3 quarter leather The lethal injection with the chinese connection First we amp up Then we vamp up Watch them other muthafuckas all clamp up Baby talk to much ricky shut the tramp up I enter through the back door exit through the front We don't jock bitches, tiga fire up the blunt Heat up ya chest like yukon jack Work ya credit card the first day to the max The 5 millimeter Nickatina Street cleaner I bounce back and forth from fillmo to korea The chronic chokin rap child bustin it loud I stand still while i'll rap trying to move the crowd In my koneiact lounge position Bullet shots rang right before in the mision Muthafuckas thought andre was going to listen But my detroit roots told me hit em with the piston Rip the compositions What was yo intention? No gratitude just attitude Bangin like mission Kill doja I thought I told ya I sports leather while you wear summer clothesa My boss theme Andre going to get you back Yeah I rap but the streets is where my heart is at And my crudentials No insturmentals Im like a bullet in ya face right through the window What! The proof is in the fudge, money, raps and drugs Nigga keep your hugs Nigga keep ya love Billie Holiday just crossed my mind Everything she sang was right on time I can tell in my soul I was just her kind Cause I can see a better life when I close my eyes