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letra de pimpin' appealin' - mac dre

[chorus: miami the most]
robbin’, stealin’, lootin’ and k!llin’
i knock a b-tch with this pimpin’ appealin’
robbin’, stealin’, lootin’ and k!llin’
i need money to touch the ceiling
robbin’, stealin’, lootin’ and k!llin’
i knock a b-tch with this pimpin’ appealin’
robbin’, stealin’, lootin’ and k!llin’
i need money to touch the ceiling

[verse 1: mac dre]
short cutthroat cuddie, cold as snow cones
es telemundo – what’s up, holmes?
mac drevious, northern califas
two hundred diamonds shinin’ in my teefas
backwoods leafas, only
i say “cuddie,” you say “homie”
b-tches all on me, i don’t sweat it
tryna get wetted, any other sh-t, dead it
believe me if i said it, it’s the real deal
like evander holy-muh’f-ckin’-field
no pill, hand her half
these shrooms got you, make me laugh
i’m a rock star trapped in a rapper’s body
that’s why i always turn out the party
cutthroat, down for the murder and k!llage
right now, soak up this verbal spillage
[chorus: miami the most]
robbin’, stealin’, lootin’ and k!llin’
i knock a b-tch with this pimpin’ appealin’
robbin’, stealin’, lootin’ and k!llin’
i need money to touch the ceiling
robbin’, stealin’, lootin’ and k!llin’
i knock a b-tch with this pimpin’ appealin’
robbin’, stealin’, lootin’ and k!llin’
i need money to touch the ceiling

[verse 2: jay tee]
pull up on the scene, let me out
’cause i’ma bump a b-tch, ain’t no doubt
i spit that sh-t that they love to hear
that’s why i catch chlamydia twice a year
my game run deep, just ask my daddy
how you think i know about that four-door caddy?
trues and vogues, and h-lla beat
full-blooded gangstas with h-lla heat
big old choppas and throwaways
why need a job, i keep a ho at bay
hook me up, foot the bill
and every night, put the scrill
in the bank, up under my mattress
another hundred thou’, watch how i scat this
and burn rubber, no time for kissin’
turn down the beat, y’all need to listen
[chorus: miami the most]
robbin’, stealin’, lootin’ and k!llin’
i knock a b-tch with this pimpin’ appealin’
robbin’, stealin’, lootin’ and k!llin’
i need money to touch the ceiling
robbin’, stealin’, lootin’ and k!llin’
i knock a b-tch with this pimpin’ appealin’
robbin’, stealin’, lootin’ and k!llin’
i need money to touch the ceiling

[verse 3: little bruce]
facin’ trigger locks on my hoes on the block
used to keep a glock and a pocket full of rock
gotta have a knot and a whip that’s hot
can’t be shot, no hustle, no spot
how can i be lost and clueless?
no hoes, no weed, broke and jewel-less?
you sound so foolish, so old school-ish
when bubblegums and certs jackets was the coolest
i went from bmx to full-dressed hogs
it’s b-tches in the back and they f-ckin’ like dogs
it’s the american dream, scream if it’s your nightmare
it’s ugly but it’s fair, so i gotta stack my money all the way up to there
all the way up to there, all the way up to there, all the way up to there

[interlude: miami the most]
i’ll tell you the truth
i’m laghetto lamossie, and i’m the cognac k!ller
and it don’t get no better than this
[chorus: miami the most]
robbin’, stealin’, lootin’ and k!llin’
i knock a b-tch with this pimpin’ appealin’
robbin’, stealin’, lootin’ and k!llin’
i need money to touch the ceiling
robbin’, stealin’, lootin’ and k!llin’
i knock a b-tch with this pimpin’ appealin’
robbin’, stealin’, lootin’ and k!llin’
i need money to touch the ceiling

- mac dre

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