Pen Pimpin

[Chorus:] What that bitch said? Pimping ain't dead! [x8] [Verse 1:] I talk the shit that I wanna I do the shit that I like Ride the Chevy wit spinner He hit the switch at the light Free whip thru the city Left the beamer at home See, I'm Jacking the Slang Tryna tell ya to close On the mission to get it The only thought on my mind Otha niggas was trippin This is a different design They think the hustle a crime But we just slangin the rep It might look like a booth But this bitch is a track Steady pimpin the pen Be finessin them lies But they don't go when they knows You just listen to mine Bet you hiding the bitch Cause I don't neva cut We just give you the raw I know it's fuckin you up Play this shit in yo system When you pull up on them hoes I heard the haters be lookin So we gon give em a show Came up in the game Did it a tape at a time They tell you pimpin was dead Man, that shit was a lie [Chorus] [Verse 2:] I bet you got it twisted You don't know who to trust All these copycat niggas wanna sound like us Playa hatin from a distance, but they study yo moves Know a nigga neva fit On walkin' in yo shoes Hating on me for those hoes Cause we accomplish on goals That bitch suckin yo blood And it is starin to show But I ain't trippin, it's nothin We just continue the hustlin Tryna get me a Bentley And sit that bitch on the buttons You ain't in the discussion When they speakin on witness This ain't fo no beginner That's taking trip on my dinner I'm just chillin, my nigga I'm just coolin yo deed Making workin Look easy, but we still workin the big Paint that picture so vivid So you can see all the colors Fuckin material shit But neva let it become us Givin dabs to my niggas Hand outs to the lames Might be able to see em But you ain't touching the planes [Chorus]