เนื้อเพลง Pimpin Ain't Eazy - Kodak Black
เนื้อเพลง Pimpin Ain't Eazy
Tied, they dead, flies everywhere
Y'all know that, it's Lil Kodak, ayy, you play, you lay
Ain't no punk in me
Ain't no punk in me but I be pulling out the strap
Like I'm a dyke, or something
N*ggas plottin' on us (Ayy, ayy)
I be pullin' out straps on these f*ck n*ggas
I go Young M.A. on these dumb b*tches
Like a dyke man, you n*ggas can't f*ck with me
If a n*gga says it's up, then it's stuck with me
What's the principle? Pimpin' ain't easy
I'm invincible, n*ggas can't beat me
Ayy, what's the principle? Pimpin' ain't easy
I'm invincible, n*ggas can't beat me
I was in the 8-5, me and Pac hittin' it
I been out six months, made four million
Slide in the 6-4, windows tinted
N*gga had to get low, them boys start hittin'
F*ck around, hit the lil' hoe with no jimmy
If a n*gga say go, better go kill him
Said that Lil' Zo he cut throat with no feelings
Mama watch her lil' boy turn into a menace
I don't care, I go fed and get a life sentence
I want everybody dead, n*gga no limit
I don't shake n*ggas' hands, 'cause I ain't friendly
When I pull up to the crib, have no panties
I been leanin' to the right, like I'm on xannies
I been thuggin' all my life, I ain't romantic
When I whip out the .45, don't panic
When I whip out the .45, don't panic
I be pullin' out straps on these f*ck n*ggas
I go Young M.A. on these dumb b*tches
Like a dyke man, you n*ggas can't f*ck with me
If a n*gga says it's up, then it's stuck with me
What's the principle? Pimpin' ain't easy
I'm invincible, n*ggas can't beat me
Ayy, what's the principle? Pimpin' ain't easy
I'm invincible, n*ggas can't beat me
New AP, flood
Water on my b*tt like a tub
I got my lil' gun in the club
Don't worry about me, I'm a thug
You kill a street n*gga, get a dime
If you kill a rap n*gga, get a dub
Big chain on my neck, don't budge
F*ckin' DeJ Loaf like a stud
I swapped out the mic for the gun
I swapped out the ice for the mud
I swapped out the spice for the bud
F*ckin' on a dyke, I'm in love
I'm f*ckin' with a dyke, she the one
Kodak don't show no remorse
I be automatic, tryna get a n*gga touched
Kodak on tour, with his boys
Say they got a whole gun store on the bus
Missy Elliott, come and sex me
Hoppin' off a jet, to a cheque, to a jet-ski
I beatbox a n*gga like the music
I'm thuggin' in my Reebok, I never need Gucci
I don't even see the confusion
I'm f*ckin' Young M.A., long as she got a coochie
Say she got the strap and the toolie
Say she put the crack in her booty
I be pullin' out straps on these f*ck n*ggas
I go Young M.A. on these dumb b*tches
Like a dyke man, you n*ggas can't f*ck with me
If a n*gga says it's up, then it's stuck with me
What's the principle? Pimpin' ain't easy
I'm invincible, n*ggas can't beat me
Ayy, what's the principle? Pimpin' ain't easy
I'm invincible, n*ggas can't beat me