Doggin All These b*tches lyrics

[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp & 211]
North Memphis
Doggin' all these b*tches
Westwood
Doggin' all these b*tches
South Memphis
Doggin' all these b*tches
Orange Mound
Doggin' all these b*tches

[Verse 1: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Little Wolf, M16, that's what's in his f*ckin' hands
Somebody slip, oh my God, watch 'em do a backwards flip
We so deep when we creep, never underestimate
Project Born, Woodlawn n*ggas hard to undertake
'Cause, fool, I thought you knew so now you know
When I reach for my 4-5, watch me hit the bullseye, homicide
Walkin' with the old man suit just to fool you, G
f*ck you up so bad, they have to haul your ass off in the street
We got the Gat, we love to hear you beg
You try to run, we break your f*ckin' leg
I'm in the game, game called the stang
Dump you in a ditch, damn, I'm gettin' rich
I'm wanted for whoopin' these b*tches
I'm whoopin' these b*tches for feelin' like froggy enough to jump
That's why I'm dumpin' the funky hoes in my trunk
Pimpin' dead? Hell nah, you hoes gonna bless this
Pimp sh*t too thick, we doggin' all these b*tches
[Chorus: 211 & Lyrical Dope]
Trigg and Lauderdale
Doggin' all these b*tches
Woodlawn
Doggin' all these b*tches
Evergreen
Doggin' all these b*tches
Hurts Village
Doggin' all these b*tches

[Verse 2: 211]
Pimpin' all these b*tches is the game that I'm playin', n*gga
b*tches hustle the pus*y, bringin' my money in big figures
I stay on my toes, I'm watchin' all my hoes, so
Pimp is a easy life, f*ck a wife, bring the bank roll
You say you want a job b*tch? Then I got a openin'
Slangin' that pus*y on the corners like crack, keepin' my money goin'

[Verse 3: Lyrical Dope]
Lyrical Dope will slap a ho and kick the b*tch in her face
I'll put her head to the ground and tell her stay in her place
But if she wanna jump up, then I just kick more ass
Hey, Lynch, hand me the nine, then I just let the gun blast
Another ho dead, because she tried to be bad
She tried to cross me like wind and got a foot in her monkey ass
If I have told the ho once, then I have told the ho twice
But if her stupid ass don't listen, then I just take her damn life
And that will be that, and she will meet her end
So just listen to my words and don't f*ck with the R.A.N. 
Or get messed up, best believe with the violent blow
A b*tch is a b*tch, I let a ho be a ho
[Chorus: Lyrical Dope & 211]
College Park
Doggin' all these b*tches
Dixie Homes
Doggin' all these b*tches
Scutterfield
Doggin' all these b*tches
Tupelo
Doggin' all these b*tches
Hyde Park
Doggin' all these b*tches
The Carriage House
Doggin' all these b*tches
Ridgegrove
Doggin' all these b*tches
Ridgecrest
Doggin' all these b*tches

[Verse 4: Kingpin Skinny Pimp & Lyrical Dope]
Pimps don't die, we true players, we only multiply
Hoes gettin' dumped or either they workin' in a shake junt
See I don't want the f*ckin', all I want is the chewin'
'Cause I'm the Skinny doctor, with the big di*k thermometer
Trust no b*tch, beat your b*tch, players gotta get paid
All hoes got the f*ckin' mind of a third grader
They don't know they ABC, all they know is DDT
On they f*ckin' head, off them junts, we send 'em to the med
Real pimp n*ggas is you barrin' that sh*t?
Hell nah, we never scrap, we peel your cap, b*tch
[Outro]
I'll f*ck that b*tch, that b*tch, that b*tch, even the fat b*tch
b*tches, hoes, and all that sh*t
I don't-I don't, I don't play that sh*t
Tryin' to get the young b*tches ridin' my balls
I want quick nut, all I want my di*k sucked
Rode me like a horse I said, "Woah Kemosabe"