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letra de if u didn't know bitch - kingpin skinny pimp

[chorus]
if you didn’t know b-tch

[skinny pimp verse 1]
money mo, money mo
n-ggas on the track with dope
i was only 14, slangin on some dial soap
tryna break a junkie b-tch
and then i get my d-ck sucked
why you runnin’ your c-cksucker
b-tch my pockets swoled up
i was into gamblin
n-gga 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 m-th-rf-ckin chainsaw
mane, i hate the police
lawyers got me sowed up
now every time you see them crooked b-tches
fire that thang up
ghetto ass n-gga, from a ghetto ass neighborhood
i’m ready to k!ll, stеal, trill n-gga
i ain’t got no love
stressin’ all that bullsh-t
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 n-gga
f-ck peace
[chorus]
shoot on a trick, when i’m thick
sl!ck ain’t got no sorrow b-tch

if you didn’t know b-tch

[skinny pimp interlude]
aww yeah, this sh-t is like this right here
for all y’all sissy ass n-ggas
you think you wanna get some?
this sh-t is too thick, busta ass n-gga
f-ck peace
yeah b-tch, i’m finna take care of my business
what’s up to my n-gga 211
you know what i’m sayin
cause my n-gga g-ngb-ng on any kinda thang
know what i’m sayin
it’s like this hoe ass n-gga

[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 sh-t 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 n-ggas 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 n-gga
cause i’m livin by the tone
f-ck peace
my 98 is ’93, with homicide, biatchhh
[chorus]
shoot on a trick, when i’m thick
sl!ck ain’t got no sorrow b-tch

if- if you didn’t know b-tch

[skinny pimp outro]
aww yeah, y’all know what m-th-rf-ckin time it is
all the real m-th-f-ckin k!llers proud of they self
like me, know what i’m sayin
any kinda anna i got with a b-tch ass n-gga, mane
i told ya, imma take care of it, b-tch
so, step on up
be the next contestant
to the morgue hoe

- kingpin skinny pimp

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