(Snoop….talking)
Yeh you did it again my nigga
Fa' shizzel dizzel

(50 Cent) 2x
F-i-f-t-y C-e-n-t and S-n-double O - P
We Internationally known and locally respected
Boy I know you dun' heard about me
I'm a P-I-M-P

(Snoop) (Chorus)
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a blunt up outta me
I drive a Cadillac, wear my perm cause I'm a G
And I'm a motherfuckin C-R-I-P

I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a crumb up outta me
I drive a Cadillac, wear my perm and I'm a G
And I'm a motherfuckin P-I-M-P

(Snoop)
Yeh bitch I got my now and later gators on
I'm 'bout to show you how my pimp hand is way strong
You dead wrong if you think the pimpin gun' die
12 piece with a 100 whores by my side
I'm down with that nigga 50 like I'm down with blue
Fuck Cu's, nah nigga motherfuck you
G-U-N-I-Tizzee, fuckin with me and the D-P-Gizzee
Niggas in New York know how Doggie get down
I got my niggas in Queens, i got my bitches uptown
I got my business in Manhattan, I aint fuckin around
And got some butter pecan Puerto Ricans, from the boogie down (down)
That's waitin on me to return,
So they can snatch these braids out and put my shit in a perm (word word)
They love it when I get to Crippin
And spittin this magni-gni-ficent pimpin

I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a blunt up outta me
I drive a Cadillac, wear my perm and I'm a G
Cause I'm a motherfuckin C-R-I-P

I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a crumb up outta me
I drive a Cadillac, wear my perm cause I'm a G
And I'm a motherfuckin P-I-M-P

(50 Cent)
It's G-Unit and the DPG
From New York City to the LBC
I break it down for you I'm a P-I-M-P
When my gun go off nigga ask about me
Nigga look what dun' happen since your bitch dun' chose
My wrist dun' froze I'll show you how I get them hoes
I'll spit that G that be fuckin with their brain
Have ‘em on a track when it's freezing in the rain
Scream on a bitch with the nerve to complain
Like bitch you dead wrong
If you catch a date you be warned
You said you want the finer things in life
You gotta go out and get it
And I'll be right here waiting when you come back with it
You see I was born to break a bitch
My instructions to make a bitch
I got me a New York Knicks, Celtics, and a Laker bitch
I got that G that make these hoes have a change of heart
I'm a natural I've been good at this from the start

(Snoop)
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a blunt up outta me
I drive a Cadillac, wear my perm and I'm a G
Cause I'm a motherfuckin C-R-I-P

I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a crumb up outta me
I drive a Cadillac, wear my perm cause I'm a G
And I'm a motherfuckin P-I-M-P

(Don Magic Juan….talking)
It's goin down now with 50, and big Snoop Dogg, and the Arch Bishop Don Magic
Juan riding shotgun with Whoo Kidd, the straight up pimp. It's crack-a -lackin.
It's pimps up, you know it's hoes down. It's green for the money, gold for the
honey. We off and we runnin' with 50 and Snoop Dogg and the Mackalennium.
Keep it down playa. Pimps up, you know the rest. Check.

[Hook x2: 50 Cent]
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P

[50 Cent]
Now shorty, she in the club, she dancin' for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce & Gabbana
She's feeding fools fantasies, they pay her cause they want her
I spit a little G man and my game got her
A hour later have that ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggaz in they ear sayin' they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar tryin' to get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk
She from the country, she like me cause I'm from New York
I ain't that nigga trying to holla cause I want some head
I'm that nigga tryin' to holla cause I want some bread
I could care less how she perform when she in the bed
Bitch hit the track, catch a date, and come pay the kid
Look baby, this is simple you can't see
You fuckin' with me you fuckin' with a P-I-M-P

[Hook x2: 50 Cent]

[Bridge: Snoop Dogg]
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get up out blood ta me
I drive a cadilac, wear a perm cuz I'm a G
And I'm a motherfuckin C-R-I-P

I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a crum up outta me
I drive a cadilac, wear a perm cuz I'm a G
And I'm a motherfuckin P-I-M-P

[Snoop Dogg]
Yeah bitch I got my Now and Later gators on
I'm bout to show you how my pimp hand is way strong
Your dead wrong if ya think that pimpin' gon' die
Twelve piece with a hundred hoes by my side
I'm down with that nigga Fifty like I down with blue
Fuck cuz, nah nigga motherfuck you
G-U-N-I-Tizzy, fuckin' with me and the D-P-Gizzy
Niggaz in New York know how Doggy get down
I got my niggaz in Queens, I got my bitches Uptown
I got my business in Manhattan, I ain't fuckin' around
I got some butter pecan, Puerto Ricans from the Boogie Down
That's waitin' on me to return
So they can snatch these braids out and put my shit in a perm, word
They love it when I get to crippin'
And spittin' this mag-ah-ni-ficent pimpin'

[Hook: Snoop Dogg]

[Lloyd Banks]
You need to switch over and ride with a star
It'll get you far
I'm a P-I-M-P G-A-N-G-S-T-E-R
Yeah, I'm young, but I ain't dumb
Got some tricks, but I ain't one
I'm a guerrilla for scrilla, I trip you, you try to run
I let em' do as they please, as long as they get my cheese
Even if they gotta freeze, or if it's a hundred degrees
I keep em' on they knees, take a look under my sleeve
I ain't gotta give em' much, they happy with Mickey D's, PIMP

[Young Buck]
We keep it pimpin' in the South, you know how it go (Dirty, Dirty)
We drive old school white walls with mink clothes
I spin the G-Unit piece, and get em' dizzy
Man cough up your love, or you're girl comin' with me
When your neck and wrist glow, she already should know
That money make the world go round, so lets get mo'
Its time to show these playas how it should be done
You got pimp protection, you're mic could be one, G-UNIT

[Hook: 50 Cent]

[50 Cent speaking]
In Hollywood, they say there no b'ness like show b'ness
In the hood, they say, theres no b'ness like ho b'ness
They say I talk a lil' fast, but if you listen a lil' faster
I ain't got to slow down for you to catch up, BITCH