Kingpin Skinny Pimp - 1,2,3 (ABC's)/After Nine

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One
Nigga tried to cross me out,? funky bitch
Two
Of my other bitches finna put him in the click
Three
Different hoes runnin games while hes drinkin brew
Four
Drops of fyzine, nighty night damn fool
Five
Minutes later he was ridin in my fuckin trunk
Six
Different rivers in my mind, which one should I dump him
Seven
Members of his family still tryin to find his ass
Eight
Kinda late, so I better skip the numba nine
(Verse 2: Kingpin Skinny Pimp)
Al Capone my nigga thats insane
Better watch yo back because we robbin mane
Creepin on a sucka wit a sawed off
Doggin these hoes like Jerry?
Easily approachin to tha onion
Fryin up tha bud and tha?
Grippin on tha naah naha naah naah
Havin a trigga finga make me do tha crime
I could be tha nigga that you love to hate
Jackin a sucka to death we call it meditate
Keepin on the lonesome make it real dawg
? out make me wanna rob
Maccin to these hoes like the Skinny Pimp
Nine millimeter slippin off my hip
OVP
Hell nah fuck that
Pimpin ain’t dead it’s the whole?
Quiet while I load up my weapon
Ridin through your neighborhood, sprayin
Sleepy with tha onion in my brain
Tha polices, they don’t know my real name
U might be tha nigga that will fuck wit me
? homicide in tha first degree
? niggas cold clownin
Executin suckas while they smilin
Y’all heard the Skinny Pimp, loud and clear
Zippin up my lips because I’m outta here
Peace