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Uh, uh, uh. Now stop what you doing. I'm grooving lame, Switching my pace. My system knocking, bumping Tupac, and I'm puffing the dank. I'm blasting All Black and rocking, this nigga's Having his thang. It's Self Made from Sac City, Can't none of these fakes get with me. See, I'm a casual jean wearer, tucking the.44 By my kidney. On the late night plane to Robert, smoking Philly blunts with Whitney. I can show you 80 ways to rock, 80 Ways to sag your Dickies. 80 ways to floss Your ice so they will jock the chilly willies. Well, I be running through the alleys, hopping over Fences. Leave my passenger keys for my big body Benz. And I'm switching, C-walking, hollering 42 Swish. And Boss Sachs, you know that, Self Made Be rocking the show that got me taking off My T-shirt, showing off my warrior tats. And you best calm your nerves 'cause this here Could heart attack. I'm in the money green, Something pretty, I'm bouncing with titties. You know I aim to see me, player, you Want me, come get me. I'm in traffic lane Switching, pumping and shifting, pissing. Engine revving, I'm betting the front slipping the Suspension. Made pimping, hold on to heat, It glisten. Tongue twist so I'm gon' spit then, Strictly for these stickings. Counteract my strategy with European reverie. Pick 'em, cock 'em, stick 'em, and rip calves, Pass, bending knees. Stick a please, I'm skilled up, Clip filled up, filthy and raw. When I spit, locks draw. Nigga, I'm all haul. It's Made pimping, see how sacks get packed so Nice. It's Made pimping, see how we be sliding Through the night. It's Made pimping, see how we Be spitting at these chickens. Made pimping, don't let nobody tell you no Different. It's Made pimping, see how sacks get Packed so nice. It's Made pimping, see how we Be sliding through the night. It's Made pimping, see how we be spitting at These chickens. Made pimping, don't let nobody tell You no different. It's that lyrical rider, Guaranteed to blind you. Got you in a spot where the cops cannot Find you. I'm right behind you and I'm ready To make my move. Flip the chicken wire and Slit your throat real smooth. Like the criminal I am, nigga, 'cause I don't Give a damn. Put a grenade in your hand And watch you blow up, man. Damn, them niggas think nothing ain't happening. Snap my fingers, I'm rapping. Then hop in the Mustang and leave the scene, Straight smash and dashing. From the left to the Right, my window fogged up. In a pursuit, Hyperventilating from the system. I see sparks and smell the gas from shooting Up a chicken head that I met one day. Bursting up and I thought, "Okay, never thought of The positions I might be my later days." Always gotta do things twice like take a hit Of the bomb and sip and focus. This is Self Made, haven't you hiccups heard of The real mob? We five times D, never caught Us sleeping, scrapping the ground like 24/7. Some undercover lowlife ballers always on the Mission with the devil on Saturday. It's Made pimping when I'm whipping, 64 warrior deep Dipping. 'Cause I cannot bar a piss drunk, unable To understand. Ready for war indeed like a pissed Off breed of fans. From Mr. Officer Man, Governor Man to the mob from Japan. Screaming, "Fuck the world," my hands. Hit them alleys, leaving the whole block cloudy. Spitting gangsta bad bitches that is like howdy. And a nerdy hooker squad hit the party, it's Rowdy. It's Made pimping, see how sacks get packed So nice. It's Made pimping, see how we be Sliding through the night. It's Made pimping, see How we be spitting at these chickens. Made pimping, don't let nobody tell you no Different. It's Made pimping, see how sacks get Packed so nice. It's Made pimping, see how we Be sliding through the night. It's Made pimping, see how we be spitting at These chickens. Made pimping, don't nobody tell you No different. I'm flipping these chickens, flips Them into smooth main pieces. I'm ripping these scriptures, I'm Made pimping, Beats my main pieces. Remains features, you hater Mans I had to repel. I did the job like a professional, left no Clues or details. The main squeeze know the rules, She getting rules if she tell. It's Baby Bug, the real McCoy, only Self Made Prevail. To slide through like we do, It's these young fly dudes. And even if you try to, you can't pimp Like I do. I took her to these recaps, Brung it to 'em like C-Dat. I'm skilled, you know the drill with the deal, The whole G stack. I love math, cash, And bitch ass and extra zeros. Street men are street smart with Self Made logos For my memos. Tint windows, the bendo and sack Zipped up and weighed. Pack, boy, I bust rounds and blow back, clear A way. In black and gray, I'm Self Made, Deal with contracts and checks. This nigga can spend a lot and still have A lot left. It's Made pimping, highrise balling, Leave a check, matter fact, deposit. Coming to chef made on my skelly, all right Through left two in your belly. Welcome to my house, water cats, they hot. Turning my words to fly, all right. That's why bringing the Self Made crew through Lights their lips. Act right when the piss off Ever since. Getting spit in this piss off venomous Shit. On the rise in the north, high, and Nation wide. Block to block and the ears all Right. It's tight, bugs get biting, go ahead, don't Be shy. We bump like sacks and steal like Flies that hang like cocaine. The one they call Taz, yeah, you know me. Murder after murder equals 187 streets. Many casualties, so please don't you test. A nigga like Taz put holes in your chest. God bless, should've wore a vest, now you's a Goner. No time to second guess 'cause Self Made Slowly crept up on you. I'm on you, can you see me? I bet you don't. Too bad, so sad, now you're laying in my Slope. It's Made pimping, see how sacks get packed So nice. It's Made pimping, see how we be Sliding through the night. It's Made pimping, see How we be spitting at these chickens. Made pimping, don't let nobody tell you no Different. It's Made pimping, see how sacks get Packed so nice. It's Made pimping, see how we Be sliding through the night. It's Made pimping, see how we be spitting at These chickens. Made pimping, don't let nobody tell You no different.
Self Made, Mickey, Taz, Lo-Cell, Baby Bubb, Bugzy — Made Pimpin'
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