gorilla pympin' - six2 lyrics
[verse 1: six-2]
big baller, on fly diggy, black four fifty
quickly run into your city like a gypsy
i kept a half an ounce of buddah to get the cash and bounce
51 mashin, i ain’t stopped to see who doin’ the askin’
all these player haters doin’ this blastin’
so while these fools’ world’s be heated like p-ssion
i’m gon’ cash in, what? – i’m workin’ with the full grip
ain’t no future in that bullsh-t
so i pull sh-t, off like a presidential
snake, stay illegal like the governmental
fake. its phat cat all the time
got my sh-t lookin’ bright like a shoe shine
rub you off like a m-ssage when i’m on the grind
cause in my mind, you better get yours, cause i’mma get mine. fool
[hook: dr. dre]
stackin’ them bricks got you trippin’
them cookies and them cakes got you slippin’
a flock of birds got you on the yard simpin’
while we be cheifin hay all day, gorilla pimpin’
stackin’ them bricks got you trippin’
them cookies and them cakes got you slippin’
a flock of birds got you on the yard simpin’
while we be gettin’ paid, all day gorilla pympin’
[verse 2: six-2]
now i’mma drop a jewel right quick, g sh-t
you finna get the convict, subliminal bomb sh-t
criminal, monoply, philosophy
million dollar properties, g’s overseas, status
peep my mackish apparatus
known for my gift to grammar from atlanta to atlantis
i handles this, pound for pound, roy jones scandalous
break ’em down, i’m gonna give you what you need
full bars, big d-ck and straight weed
or get wet up, fool, you better get up
and get yours from the t.o.p. f-ckin’ with me
smooth jacks and broke backs and kool max
some criminal contacts, be lovin’ my platinum plaques
but that ain’t where my goals at
on the real, dollar bills mothaf-cker
can you fold that?
[hook: dr. dre]
stackin’ them bricks got you trippin’
them cookies and them cakes got you slippin’
a flock of birds got you on the yard simpin’
while we cheifin hay all day, gorilla pimpin’
stackin’ them bricks got you trippin’
them cookies and them cakes got you slippin’
a flock of birds got you on the yard simpin’
while we gettin’ paid, all day gorilla pympin’
[break: dr. dre]
it’s goin’ on and on, n-gga
it’s goin’ on and on and on
it’s goin’ on and on, my n-gg
it’s goin’ on and on and on
it’s goin’ on and on, n-gga
it’s goin’ on and on and on
it’s goin’ on and on, my n-gg
g’s up, goin’ on and on and on
[verse 3: six2]
knick knack patty whack, give the dog a bone
no give him a check ‘tell my n-gga it’s on
it don’t stop, until your life get popped
and you can sell them 5 million when you drop. i jam better than the rest of them
i am, therefore, i pack the floor when i’m on tour
we can make it, though, n-gga’s actin’ hardcore
it ain’t the cost though, n-gga it’s the cash flow
or the -ss-holes, for sheezy, best believe me
ain’t no tellin’ where my g’s be
nationality, reality, n-gga’s salary or locality
ugh, the grand finale, on my way back from cali’
f-ckin’ twin b-tches and their friends for their ends
and it’s on n-gga
rock, slang it to you like the dirty cop
clock ’til the world stop, make them all drop
my n-gga doc empty out the whole box
i set it off, come one, come all get yours
talkin’ about your all black clothes
cadillac doors, money from fat hoes
you know that’s how gorilla pimpin’ goes
realize that you gotta get yours
all dimes, all the time, better get yours
cause i’mma get mine, fool
[hook: dr. dre]
stackin’ them bricks got you trippin’
them cookies and them cakes got you slippin’
a flock of birds got you on the yard simpin’
while chiefin hay all day, gorilla pimpin’
stackin’ them bricks got you trippin’
them cookies and them cakes got you slippin’
a flock of birds got you on the yard simpin’
while we be gettin’ paid, all day gorilla pympin’
[outro: six2]
304’s on your back
got game, and they dont know how to act
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