Gangsta Pimp lyrics

Yeah
Back up in this biatch
Gelo
You know
You know how we do
Dedicated to all them gangsta pimps in the motherf*cking place
Putting it down in the 2002, '03, '04, '05

How many times will I kick these rhymes
Till you motherf*ckers tell me that I'm sick with mines
Couldn't get my line so I slowed it down
Spelled G-E-L-O and they know it now
Style's still the same, forever changing with the game
Like the weed and the 'caine go straight to the brain
Hoes froze when I came, take me to the face
Wanna get a little taste anytime, any place
Anywhere they don't care, in their eye, in their hair
Wanna keep it like a little secret sex souvenir
What the hell I ain't tripping, if they're sipping then I'm busting a nut
GB is never trusting a sl*t

[Chorus x2]
We them gangsta pimps, playboy mack daddies
Kind of motherf*ckers that you see off in the Caddy
Kind of motherf*ckers got the weed and the cavi
Kind of motherf*ckers if you trip'll let you have it