Tonalité : B minor•
Verse 1
Em
Bm
Ayy it is pimpin'?
Slim
Thug
T .I .P doin the
B .I .G.
Em
Bm
B .I .G. you understand what
I'm sayin?
Ayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.
P .S .C.
Em
Pimpin'
Bm
Y 'all already know what it is man it's the bad boy thing man grandmas
A
Bm
collaboration y 'all already know man boss hot what's happenin?
Ayyyyyy.
A.
Town
Pimpin'
Em
I roll strapped,
Bm
Glock 40 in my lap I rap but still think
Em
like I'm grindin' in the trap
Tryin' to adapt to the change
Bm
from the streets to the game
Can't be sellin'
CDs and still sellin' them things
Em
The snitches drop names and bring
Bm
a lot of problems
And puttin' somethin' in they head,
the only way you gon' solve em'
Jackets stay plottin',
watchin' your every move
Em
And the minute you snooze'll be the minute you lose,
dude
That's the rules,
Bm
so I cruise with the tools
To fix the damn fools who think I'm
slippin' with my jewels
Em
Bm
Breakin' old habits so hard to do
That's why you see me on the
same block with the same crew
Em
Bm
And everybody
sittin' fat livin' good
And I'm the only nigga that be
Em
rappin' in my hood
Bm
I was raised by the hustlas
and gained by the
G's
And taught by the bosses
how to stack that cheese
Em
You got bad
G shit still a part of you
Bm
Could breakin' old habits so hard to do
Em
Bm
You still watch for the haters in the road
Em
Could breakin' old habits so hard to
Bm
Went on shot that nigga like I started to
Hey, could break an old
habit so hard to do
Em
First shot to deal the shit,
Bm
crackin' open cigars in the coupe
Man, could break an old
Em
habit so hard to do
Bm
Damn it feel good to see people up on it
Flipped two keys in two
Em
weeks and didn't flaunt it
Bm
My brand is haunted with mean dreams
GS's with
BB's on it, supreme schemes
Em
To get richer and richer you quickly
Bm
Em
Bm
Niggas wanna hit me if they get me
Em
Dress my body in linen by
Armani
Bm
Check it, my lyrical card jack,
make your brain splat
High caliber gaps is all I fuck with
Em
Now keep the rough shit in
my circumference
Bm
Mad bitches with mad luchi
Bulletproof vests is under they
Em
coochies
Spittin' my
Bm
Uzi, don't lose me
My trigger niggas represent
Drivin' dirty in
J30s, gettin' bent
Em
Bm
Enter my hit holes, my murder mommies
I be smokin' trees in
Belize when they find me
Em
While you still killin' niggas with
Bm
Panani
Like
Connie and
Cyrus up in
Cyprus
Fuck your
Em
Roy, you're on the floor with the virus
While I just sling coke,
Bm
Em
smoke pounds an d chill
Bm
Got lawyers watchin' lawyers
Em
so I won't go broke
Now check it,
Bm
them country niggas call me
Frank
White
I'm squirtin' off in my loft,
Em
of course I know my shit's tight
Bm
Sunrise, open my eyes, no surprise
Got my shorty flyin' in with keys
taped to her thighs
Em
Bm
With all the utensils who
hate my china things
She half black, half oriental,
Em
86 she got me wedged with
Bm
Em
got rich, g -shit's still a part of you
Bm
Could break an old habit so hard, hey
Em
Bm
You still watch for the haters in the run
True, I could break an old habit so hard
Em
Ain't one on shot that
Bm
nigga like I started to
Hey, could break an old habit so hard
Em
Dude, first shot the dealership
Bm
Crackin' open cigars in the coupe, man
Could break an old habit so hard
Em
I used to drive a
Chevy, money -collar bricks
Bm
And blow all in it
I was taught to sell this shit
You put your nose all in it
Em
Let my bitch drive the van
Bm
But the road's off limits
Hey, how you call yourself pimpin'
Em
With hoes all in your business?
Bm
I do this in my sleep and you way
out your division
Pimp this game, we play for keeps
and the rules remain hidden
This ain't a place for lamin',
that snitchin' shit is forbidden
Em
We're sittin' in the kitchen and whip
Bm
pin' with hopes to get it back
All that off a brick,
Em
they gon' blow us to even fifty stacks
Bm
And now I'm sittin' back,
thinkin' bout a time when a nigga get a hundred
G's, think he went dime
Em
Bm
And that little valority in the game,
it ain't fair
And things ain't the same,
they changed, it ain't fair
Real niggas dead,
doin' they time and they ain't here
You commit the same crime,
Em
come home to save you
You get rich and
Bm
G -shit's still a part of you
Could break an old habit so hard,
Em
Bm
You still watch for the haters
and the robbing crew
Could break an old habit so hard,
Em
When I'm shot,
Bm
that nigga like I started to
Could break an old habit so hard, dude
Em
Fresh out the dealership,
Bm
crackin' open cigars in the coupe
Man, could break an old habit so hard,
Em
dude, dude
Bm
Em
Bm
Em
Bm
Oo h, oooh, oohh
Em
Bm
Ooh, oooh, oooh
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Em
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