Victim Of A Pimp Sh#t lyrics

[Verse 1: Homicide]
I might tell you, that I love you, just to get you to the hotel
Pull on your panties, pull out my di*k and let me show you hell
You say I'm movin' kinda' fast, that's the way that I feel, every time I see that ass
Then you reply
Homicide you so nasty
What about you b*tch, every time you harrased me?
I don't say sh*t, when it comes to my di*k
Now you wonderin', why I'm callin' you a b*tch
Ain't no b*tch
I'm sorry, "ho" is your middle name
Open up your leg don't make me beg, so you can feel the pain
So I can get you sprung like a junkie, b*tch, take a dush, 'cause your pus*y's gettin' funky
You heard me tell my friends, I don't wan't you
The only time I wan't you, ho, is when I wan't to f*ck
I'm sorry, I don't mean to be vulgur
Stop all the cryin', put your head on my shoulder (My shoulder)
You f*ck around and get your lips split
Because I'm kickin' it with this pimp sh*t
(With this pimp sh*t, pimp sh*t, pimp sh*t)

[Verse 2: 211]
Now these b*tches got me f*cked up, tryin' to play me like a Nintendo
The fact I'm a master of ceremonies, the one and only, G, yeah
The gangster of over all suckers
I'm stackin' up dollars to a lame b*tch
Who got static, I make a holler, well, hollow-points in her ass
Make up her weapon, to the tone and I never limit automatically
I'm poppin' cones to a b*tch, who want's to be a victim of a 187, inflicted by me, the 211 (211, 211)
When you see me creepin', I pull my gat and you be sleepin' for days and days, in your grave
So b*tches stop weepin' over a b*tch, who wasn't about sh*t, none before or after [?] this is the pimp sh*t (Pimp sh*t, pimp sh*t)
[Verse 3: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
I'm a true player, b*tch, I thought you knew
'Cause every woman I try to talk to
I make her my prostitute
'Cause I don't need a ho that won't take care of me
'Cause nothin' plus nothin' equals nothin'
So b*tch, stay away from me
So many hoochies wanna ride the jock of the Skinny Pimp, that's why I'm takin' in all they wellfare checks, any foodstamps
But there's so many n*ggas out, they makin' it hard
For a pimp n*gga like me to pull up raw, 'cause they be gettin' charged, like a ho
But I ain't goin' out like a rudy poot
'Cause I be runnin' a train on these hoes, you know that choo-choo sh*t?
And if you enjoyin' what you doin'
I'mm make you famous by pimpin', you payin' me money
'Cause I'm the Goldy of the '90s
Or maybe your majesty
I'm makin' a lot of money by sellin' pus*y, the game is so contagiously
di*k you, dog you, call you a trick b*tch, here suck my nuts!
'Cause you's the victim of the pimp sh*t
(Victim of the pimp sh*t, victim of the pimp sh*t, victim of the pimp sh*t, pimp sh*t)

[Verse 4: Killa B]
Now, since I'm a killer, it's time for me to kill all these stupid ass b*tches
Who don't know the deal, and if you wanna suck up on my long black di*k
Then fall to your knee, so I can treat you like a trick
As it's pimpin' it's the name of the game that I claim
Watch me reach the jimmy-hat, b*tch
'Cause it's time, to do the wild thing (Wild thing, wild thing, wild thing)
[?? and when I stroke, I might stroke, with a pimp stroke ??]
You suck my di*k long enough, you might choke, b*tch
I'm tired of this motherf*ckin' f*ck sh*t
It's time, to get rid of these punk ass b*tches, with the quickness
The "B" will never get hoes to loss, 'cause I'm the boss
To break it down, it's time for the holocaust
I'm kickin' some organized rhymes but I think it's time
To rip off this motherf*ckin' track, with the drop of a dime and all your hoes on the creep, dip, don't even slip, sit down and witness this motherf*ckin' pimp sh*t (Motherf*ckin' pimp sh*t, pimp sh*t, pimp sh*t, pimp sh*t)
[Verse 5: 8Ball]
One, to the motherf*ckin' two, to the motherf*ckin' three, to the motherf*ckin' four, now you know, ho
Gotta go, soon after I pull my di*k outta' you
And If I have to slap your ass, that's what a pimp gotta do
f*ck you, pay me every time I stick my di*k in you
Kickin' some realer pimpin', that's why I'm always hittin' you
Takin' and breakin' and takin' a hoes money
So I stay rich, 'cause ain't nobody dumber
Then a weave wearin' freak b*tch!
[? flaugin ass livin ho with a bad habit?]
You wanna sell your pus*y and the money
I gotta have it, bring it to the
P, the I, the M, the P, that's me
F-A-T, M-A-C-K, pimp successfully
Orange Mound, [?] breakin' hoes, makin' hoes
Pay me what I weight, now, that's how that sh*t go, ho
Drop off your dough, now hit your knees
I'ma fat rat, b*tch, so drop off the cheese
I won't say please, now I just smack you with my di*k
I'm 8Ball, b*tch, now switch to
(Pimp sh*t, pimp sh*t, pimp sh*t)

[Verse 6: MJG]
One to the motherf*ckin' two
Motherf*ckin' three, what the f*ck you gonna' do?
To a pimpin' ass n*gga, spittin' game to the hoes
Smokin' on a sack, in the 'Lac, with the vogues
Rollin' down a strip, can't slip, hit a dip
Drankin' on the Yak, leaned back, take a sip
Skimmin' all the b*tches, for the richest on the job, of a pimpin' ass n*gga pimpin' hoes, and can't stop
So why not drop you drawers, then open your esophagus, bent that ass over with a smack and then I try to f*ck
Pull out the stitches that you had, from the last n*gga
Had a tight pus*y, 'til I hittin' her as the [?]
b*tches live their lives, to impress than they b*tches mad
n*ggas live their lives, to survive any way they can
But n*ggas be breakin' bad and hoes, be talkin' mad
People you thought were cool, they stabbin' you in your back
But I stay strong in the game, 'cause I gotta aim, to do what the other pimps respect, 'cause I want the same
Hand me the mic, I fired up and it's lit
Just like a square, In the hours of pimp sh*t
(Pimp sh*t, pimp sh*t, pimp sh*t)
[Outro: DJ Squeeky]
Ah, yeah, DJ Squeeky in this motherf*cker
Y'all know what time it is
Y'all my n*ggas
Homicide (TEC-9 automatic)
211 (I'm hittin' harder than Holyfield)
Skinny Pimp (Straight from the Projects)
Killa B (The motherf*ckin' Cappilla)
8Ball (Orange Mound Veteran)
MJ f*ckin' G (P-I-M-P)
Lil' Hank (Motherf*ckin' stuntman)
DJ Zirk (He like the dirty hoes)
Psycho [?]
Al Kapone (Say Aaaaaaaal)
DJ Smooth (Motherf*ckin' DJ)
DJ Squeeky (Lookin' for da chewin')
Oh, ho, just suck my di*k
Oh, ho, just suck my di*k
Oh, ho, just suck my di*k (Shawty Pimp)
Oh, ho, just suck my di*k (Free Pimp C)
Oh, ho, just suck my di*k (Orange Mound)
Oh, ho, just suck my di*k (Al Kapone)
Oh, ho, just suck my di*k (Riverside)
Oh, ho, just suck my di*k (Glenwood)
Oh, ho, just suck my di*k (Young hoes)
Oh, ho, just suck my di*k (Orange Mound)
Oh, ho, just suck my di*k
And we out