If U Didn’t Know Bitch
[Chorus: Nigga 9]
If You Didn't Know Bitch
[Skinny Pimp verse 1]
Money mo, money mo
Niggas on the track with dope
I was only 14, slangin on some Dial soap
Tryna break a junkie bitch
And then I get my dick sucked
Why you runnin' your cocksucker
Bitch my pockets swoled up
I was into gamblin
Nigga hit the concrete
When I knock the socks off
You can talk yo ass off
My step daddy Darrell taught me how to play broad
And how to cut game like a mutherfuckin chainsaw
Mane, I hate the police
Lawyers got me sowed up
Now every time you see them crooked bitches
Fire that thang up
Ghetto ass nigga, from a ghetto ass neighborhood
I'm ready to kill, stеal, trill nigga
I ain't got no love
Stressin' all that bullshit
That trick I'm playin, hoe front
I buck 'еm down
[BLAM]
He's in my trunk, stankin like a skunk
This is from experience
I sacrifice my life to the streets
Yeah nigga
Fuck peace
[Chorus: Skinny Pimp & Nigga 9]
Shoot on a trick, when I'm thick
Slick ain't got no sorrow bitch
If You Didn't Know Bitch
[Skinny Pimp interlude]
Aww yeah, this shit is like this right here
For all y'all sissy ass niggas
You think you wanna get some?
This shit is too thick, busta ass nigga
Fuck peace
Yeah bitch, I'm finna take care of my business
What's up to my nigga 211
You know what I'm sayin
Cause my nigga gangbang on any kinda thang
Know what I'm sayin
It's like this hoe ass nigga
[Skinny Pimp verse 2]
I woke up in the morning
Smokin breakfast, got me dazed
I threw on my khaki shirt
OG style, baby doo-doo braids
I'm plottin on these sissy suckas
They run they grip constantly
My road dawg Lil John strapped with "M"
For one, we faithful to the streets
Because I grew up with not shit up in my frigerator
Sometime I hustle from the circle
Put food on my table
I'm down to die on my time
It was for me I own
You talkin gankin?
Adios
Partner, sho you wrong
I'm full of alcohol
But tryna make my pockets swole
In fact, I'm slangin, stangin, gankin
When I'm on the stroll
A yo, I'm only down with niggas that I hang with
B-zzz-at to they high fade
Ain't meant for no robbin
Yo f-zzz-act
Pe-zzz-rsonally, they say I'm in-zzz-sane
And I ain't thinkin bout no lawyer
See my sack's fat
Smokin on some tr-zzz-ue
Blowin a gun, it i-zzz-s new
My bank on swole nigga
Cause I'm livin by the tone
Fuck peace
My 98 is '93, with homicide, biatchhh
[Chorus: Skinny Pimp & Nigga 9]
Shoot on a trick, when I'm thick
Slick ain't got no sorrow bitch
If- If You Didn't Know Bitch
[Skinny Pimp outro]
Aww yeah, y'all know what mutherfuckin time it is
All the real muthafuckin killers proud of they self
Like me, know what I'm sayin
Any kinda anna I got with a bitch ass nigga, mane
I told ya, Imma take care of it, bitch
So, step on up
Be the next contestant
To the morgue hoe