DJ KansasEverybody screamin' dope man, dope man I got all the coke and I got all the drugsTrue hate, flip, Houston love Back to back to back then, back to back thenPlatinum plaques keep stackin' Just face the fact you made the matchYour brand ain't gang, no trash Don't make my shooters hate yaCause they would love to meet ya I drink for me, not RandyBut I used to love Moesha I'm psychotic in the gangsta bodyI'm a Chucky doll Duck my cows, Dennis *** em allWhere my crystal ball? Big and tall I'ma hit em allMake em summer, they runnin' off I'ma take em allI'ma scrape wax with this face off Made back when I skateStay back or get laid off All crooked cops get paidYou keep a cool head, you can bypass the *** ***Don't keep a cool head, you can bypass the *** ***Keep a cool head, you can bypass the *** ***Don't press your luck bitch, I'm the wrong king to ***D-O-D-O-A, verse 48 Ganglands, you gon' have to guess the magic wordHangman, yeah rightLook I'm the closest thing to Pimp C Look I'm the closest thing to Pimp CLook I'm the closest thing to Pimp C Besides his wife and bunI'm the closest thing to Pimp C I get full of styleIf you don't know it, stop listening Too hard to swallowIf you don't know it, stop acting What about Big Pimp?If you don't know it, stop listening I say smoke some beans, hurry stopI'm gripping, gripping grain Leaving candy stains on the airTake my, take my phone I'm tired of talkingI just let the cash talk Now pinky swear your life to meThen sacrifice your wife to me Your cousin, he a straight rapBut your brother alright I've been, I've been in the jungleMixing fatties with the crumble All y'all dancing nowTrappers, trappers making Texas look dumb You catch me, catch me with my hands on my hipPlease slap me, then make me drink some cyanideKick me and kidnap, uphold it Upholding what Pimp startedI can't stomach this no more I brought my mob niggas with meYou can't comic this no more It's up, it's up a muddy cupAnd the grill don't make you trill I'm King Kong, up in here tomorrowYou should write your will I pocket, pocket full of stonesThen a bag full of bricks I hide my, hide my CorvetteIn my Benz by the breeze Hoang, Hoang, noI was selling blow For a bank, drinks, drinks lowRest in peace to Pimp C and Bank Drinks low, rest in peace to Pimp C and BankDrinks low, rest in peace to Pimp C and BankLook, I'm the closest thing to Pimp C Look, I'm the closest thing to Pimp CLook, I'm the closest thing to Pimp C Besides his wife and bunI'm the closest thing to Pimp CIf you don't know it, stop listening If you don't know it, stop drinkingWhat about Pimp C? If you don't know it, stop listeningWhen I say smoke something, don't stop drinking