Let's get it hype, nigga   Let's get it crump   Yeah, yeah, yeah      Pass me them swisher sweets, let's get it crump   If a nigga disrespect me I'mma prove my shit and dump   Blast ryhmes like I pump, turn your belly to jelly   Veteran MC, I don't think you rookies is ready      Three hundred and fifty pounds of pressure to deal wit   I run with suave, always packin' something to kill with   Feel this bitch, when I get rich I'mma still hustle   Go down in history, paper taller then Bill Russel      Kilo flows, I got 'em hid in the basement   Choppin' boys up, on some puttin' it in they face shit   Eightball, F A T M A C K, known for layin' it down   And doin' shit the playa way      Callabo's of the dough ain't no secret   Space age pimpin' means I don't do free shit   Time waits for no one, it ain't gon' wait for me   Yours truly, signed Eightball and MJG      All my hard core niggas, what you wanna do?   My real thug ass niggas, what you wanna do?   All my money makin' bitches if you ride with me   I'mma pimp 'til I die and I'mma ride for free      Now where them real bitches at?   Where them real bitches at?   Where they at, where they at   Where they at, huh?      And where my buck niggas at?   Where my buck niggas at?   Where they at, where they at   Where they at? Come on      I ain't new to this, damn nice bitch that's true to this   Money ain't never been a thing to me   Always stack my dough, holla back   Ass fat, thighs thick, titties perfect      Inhale the cheese from here to Tel Aviv   Y'all know it, shit, I don't bluff and no dough?   I dont fuck 'em, fuck, I'mma fake for?   Make mine's, I'mma take yours      'Cuz I'm no nigga like love before   Make bitch scream like, gimme some more   If a nigga broke, what'd you fuck him for?   Waste of time, it's like we playette minds      Dont stop, get it get it, bitches   Take it from a real motherfuckin' pro   Y'all get that dough, we don't trust these niggas   They gon' pimp if you let them, from NY to the dirty South      And them bitches' dime tight, I got my mind right   And my ice, got the shine right and if it don't blind bitches   When them lights hit the wrist?   You won't be sticking shit, you be lickin' this      All my hard core niggas, what you wanna do?   My real thug ass niggas, what you wanna do?   All my money makin' bitches if you ride with me   I'mma pimp 'til I die and I'mma ride for free      Now where them real bitches at?   Where them real bitches at?   Where they at, where they at   Where they at, huh?      And where my buck niggas at?   Where my buck niggas at?   Where they at, where they at   Where they at? Come on      I'm the pimp motherfucker, baby   Ice cold, stories so high I pimp the whole village twice   So tight fold crease right on the President's nose   Pimp clothes, drinkin' straight Henney'and Buckstrum   Touch toed, hoes, take a centerfold pose      Break a treat, make 'em pay to enter those pros   Slam those, game tied tight like bows   We never close three sixty five, twenty four   Hand chose bitches, a la mode, gettin' sold      Plus a load of killer ass, chronic gettin' blowed   Keep it froze, tucked up in a Tupperware bowl   Stick of gold, somethin' from the school of the old   Forever flows, I take it down as deep as it can go      Burn rolls, braids tight, blazed afros   With pussy hoes, dicks get erect like poles   Pay the toll MJG is in control      All my hard core niggas, what you wanna do?   My real thug ass niggas, what you wanna do?   All my money makin' bitches if you ride with me   I'mma pimp 'til I die and I'mma ride for free      Now where them real bitches at?   Where them real bitches at?   Where they at, where they at   Where they at, huh?      And where my buck niggas at?   Where my buck niggas at?   Where they at, where they at   Where they at? Come on      Pimp dis', you and them boys need to slow down   Up in the mornin' in the court, it's 'bout to go down   There's no remorse now, better explore 'round   Them jackets be on the lose until the dope is found      Juvenile's my name, bitch   I represent it to the end, the same shit   Niggers don't be wearin' suits on these blocks   All you see is your boys and Reeboks      A thin hat to the back with a strap too   Willin' to bust a nigga ass if he had to   If you feel the same my nigger, you's a hot boy   Blocka, blocka, blocka, better get up off the block, boy      Call for the cops, boy your mommy or pops, boy   Cash wasn't a million, never hit the spot boy   You want props ha, you sold to the cops ha   You in a cell block ha, 'cuz you too hot ha      All my hard core niggas, what you want to do?   My real thug ass niggas, what you want to do?   All my money makin' bitches if you ride with me   I'mma pimp 'til I die and I'mma ride for free      Now where them real bitches at?   Where them real bitches at?   Where they at, where they at   Where they at, huh?      And where my buck niggas at?   Where my buck niggas at?   Where they at, where they at   Where they at? Come on      Where the real ones at? Beyach   Oh, you know how we feel   About all you wanna be ass ghetto super stars   Wanna be like me ass niggas      Tryin' to be like Foxy Brown bitches   I give a fuck about your intermureal status, mother fucker   You ain't nobody, we been doing this, been doin' this shit   We go way back with this baby      Talkin' about this real shit on the mother fuckin' microphone   Pimps and hoes and gettin' money   Tricks and hoes and fuckin'   Mother fuckin' clothes and shit ridin' Vogues and shit      Nigga ridin' on 20's and shit, nigga what you got?   Brand new assed nigga   You don't know nothin' about this game, come on      All my hard core niggas, what you wanna do?   My real thug ass niggas, what you wanna do?   All my money makin' bitches if you ride with me   I'mma pimp 'til I die and I'mma ride for free      Now where them real bitches at?   Where them real bitches at?   Where they at, where they at   Where they at, huh?      And where my buck niggas at?   Where my buck niggas at?   Where they at, where they at   Where they at? Come on      All my hard core niggas, what you wanna do?   My real thug ass niggas, what you wanna do?