Grand Pimp, hey, what's happenin' shorty? Me a true player and all I mean you know as a stand up guy you I really hate to say I told you so, man I you so
Back we said we were goin to run this shit man When we said Pimp Click, Grand Hustle was the business When we said their was a whole side of Atlanta A bunch of motherfuckers in the trap, y'all didnt know
Man, I you so They thought a pimp s'posed to blow Because I was about moving O's and blow Pimp I you so
They thought that Outkast the door Ludacris came in and sold his 4? Man, I you so The Mac, C-Rod, and Dro And AK had the flow, nigga, I told you so
I said the future was right up under your You thought the wouldn't explode no more Remember, I you so
Way back Kriss-Kross was hollering, "Jump", on ya tube was still gettin' jumped at school, we used to tote them tools Don't get me wrong I'll respect to them dudes But approach us wrong and we'll them fools
Ain't no it's the truth, fuck a hater, let 'em do what it do I'm busy now, but I'll be through in a few and then I'm for you So keep shit talking it's something to do spend a 100 grand get a killer something to do
I've hustlin' since 92' when I heard UGK Hollering "Pocket of Stones", I was on my way Had a in the yay, before I started to trap At 13, let me take you back farther that
my uncles was baggin' blocks, used to count the stacks I was only 8, my grand-daddy can vouch for And my had a lot of work, a lot of folk he got 'em work And ran numbers, said if he wanna, he ain't gotta work
Why I sold rocks? I guess, I got pops My uncles a chip off the old block The nigga you hear now the same one from off the old Who used to stand on Front St. and get off the old
Man, I you so They thought a wasn't s'posed to blow Because I was about moving O's and blow Pimp I you so
They thought Outkast closed the door Ludacris came in and his 4? Man, I told you so The Mac, C-Rod, and Dro And AK had the flow, nigga, I told you so
I said the future was right up your nose You thought the wouldn't explode no more Remember, I you so
I remember the PSC, Killer Mike, David And me and YoungBloodz, ran through Atlanta with When Atlanta was sleep, nigga, back before you heard of me I was middle man into serving keys when KC was 3
I'm on top 'cause I to be So simmer down, calm nerves at least your words with peace Before you lay out on the deceased
Think about it, it's to beef, I took my songs to street He me dope boy was the bomb in the street then my name rang like alarms in the street Who knew how it would be?
If only L.A. knew how wrong he be I you ain't nobody stronger than me
Man, I you so They thought a pimp wasn't s'posed to Because I was rappin' moving O's and blow I told you so
They thought that Outkast the door came in and sold his 4? Man, I told you so The Mac, C-Rod, and Dro And AK had the flow, nigga, I told you so
I the future was right up under your nose You thought the wouldn't explode no more Remember, I you so
This southern rap shit of the day is something I helped Puerto Rico of the mix show I'll let you who the next in line The Snowman, Wall, the Thug [Incomprehensible] Alot of niggaz shouldn't of even been signed
That's a opinion of mine 'cause niggaz be neglecting the grind Ain't waiting on nobody to let me shine, I'ma go get me And then they wonder why checks behind TIP was 20k? back in the day, need me to press rewind
What be on these niggaz mind? Man, don't get me to I seen ya kind, dopeboy and that ain't even ya Ain't sold a gram of crack and ain't no need of ya tryin' Back in the trap, pimp I see him survivin'
Man, I you so They thought a pimp wasn't to blow Because I was rappin' about O's and blow Pimp, I you so
They thought that Outkast closed the came in and sold his 4? Man, I told you so The Mac, C-Rod, and Dro And AK had the coldest flow, nigga, I you so
I said the future was up under your nose You the south wouldn't explode no more Remember, I you so