Pimpin'

Come on, everybody throw your hands up in the air

Come on lets...

And you know, we keep the party jumpin'

So lets keep them 40s comin'

R: Come on down to the city of LA

Where we, we ride with gangsta's and the pimpins' easy

You know how we keep it bumpin' everyday, baby

We ride with gangsta's and the pimpins' easy

Well I ride with jay-dee-oh-gee

And it's like, kay, basically

We get shit faced and crazy

We're screaming "FUCK THE POLICE!"

J-just like easy lets smoke these with Old'E and Charlie

We mix it over a heartbeat, and run with the Undead Army!

And you don't need to see the best of me

The best MC, its just a beat, produce the feeds that makes me mean

That seems to be what makes me scream

So what up?!

Let's roll the town fucked up!

Let's sing LA and show love!

Yo JDOG, wait, just hold up

Take my mic, my PO showed up!

R:

We're six Caucasians, hell raisin'

Blazin', making zero pay

Can't wait to drink to stop the pain

To call Funny

To ride with me

My pants are so low, I'm sippin' on this 4-0

Rollin' in the fo' do'

Producer, me, and four ho's

OH NO!

The 5-0's rollin' cold, I didn't stop, but tried to smoke

Container's open, Funny's smokin'

I think I'm chokin'

It's time to go (OH)

This midnight tale, let's keep it rollin'

Keep the fuckin and Mad Dog flowin'

Los Angeles we keep it goin'

Undead is what we're throwin'

R:

I keep'em blowin' on my

Head keeps gettin' fatter everyday, baby

On TV ya better listen 'cause you know they'll play me

In the club, you in the corner while my shit go crazy

And I got my soldiers in the back so you don't wanna face me

And when your girl looked up at me, I'm lookin' right down

And all that yappin', you know you gonna' be a smack down

I stick around to keep it mad while the crowd's loud

In the city of LA; that's my hometown