Lil B — Dont Kill Pimpin

[Intro] Yeah. Check me out, we in Oakland right now [Verse] Pause, niggas mad the boss rock On and off top, niggas high like stove talk Killing off mics, had to get the grim reap Leave 'em ten feet, [?] no sleep [?] wanna talk with no reach Like Mugsy Bogues, niggas six feet Niggas act like I ain't [?] through hell Niggas quit first week Get my mind correct As I walk steps in history, my eyes is dead One thing, get your mind respect Seem to curse a lot and less fucking bitch Real good rappers they don't have to say that Cause real real niggas got Maybachs Niggas give his day back Take the whole fucking world, you hear that Old school, [?] with a mere cat [?] underground Niggas I'm hood as ever People respect the real The world to mother If I had one thing, that's word to brother Actually I do fucked up nigga Smoking hella blunts while I drink this liquor Cadillac old school three of my bitches [Chorus] Don't kill pimpin' Just don't kill pimpin' Don't fight pimpin' Don't shoot pimpin' Don't kill pimpin' Just don't kill pimpin' Don't fight pimpin' Don't shoot pimpin' Don't kill pimpin' Don't fight pimpin' Don't kill pimpin' Don't shoot pimpin' [Interlude] Evil Red Flame nigga. Lil B [Chorus] Don't kill pimpin' Don't fight pimpin' Don't shoot pimpin' Don't hurt pimpin' Don't fight pimpin' Don't kill pimpin' Don't shoot pimpin'