Black Truck Pimpin'
Uh
Them niggas ridin' round on the swole
On the grind wantin mo'
Of that green and that gold...
Hey
Of some some green and some gold...
Hey, hey, hey, look
Them niggas ridin' on them fours
Kickin' doors, sellin' dope
For that green and that gold...
Hey
For some green and some gold...
Hey, hey, hey
Black truck pimpin' ho
Juice and hen sippin' ho
Workin' till my wallet have a nigga limpin
Makin' commas tryna dodge a sentence
Put my hands together, know a nigga sinnin'
Know some niggas wanna send me to a prison or a prism
In the dirty, niggas poppin' pills and poppin' pistols
Like they don't even know the difference
Get hit like a Drake song
That clip never take long
See coppers who look at a nigga like Trayvon
Ain't no neighbor, No state farm
Do dirt with yo homie, he singing like Trey Songz
When he see what's at stake for him
Women cut for that cake if you pay put that cape on
You a simp when they call for yo pockets, no 8-ball
Know what they want
Ha
Uh
Them niggas ridin' round on the swole
On the grind wantin mo'
Of that green and that gold...
Hey
Of some some green and some gold...
Hey, hey, hey, look
Them niggas ridin' on them fours
Kickin' doors, sellin' dope
For that green and that gold...
Hey
For some green and some gold...
Hey, hey, hey
Buncha ways you can take a fall
Winning, Women, Warring with the law
We just hopin' none of that the cause
To the top is all a nigga want
We just really wanna be the boss
We just really wanna know the cost
We just niggas out here in the sauce
Pray to God that we don't end up lost
Do whatever for a dollar wanna pop a collar
Put some Daytons on an Impala
Candy coated Cutlass with the Golden teeth encrusted
Showed me that that money was power
Made 'em wanna be around the corner like a wide out
He just wanna ball
Can you blame him?
Chasin paper, only way he know how to stack
Is to break the law
What that nigga want?
Uh
Them niggas ridin' round on the swole
On the grind wantin mo'
Of that green and that gold...
Hey
Of some some green and some gold...
Hey, hey, hey, look
Them niggas ridin' on them fours
Kickin' doors, sellin' dope
For that green and that gold...
Hey
For some green and some gold...
Hey, hey, hey
Buncha ways you can take a fall
Winning, Women, Warring with the law
We just hopin' none of that the cause
To the top is all a nigga want
We just really wanna be the boss
We just really wanna know the cost
We just niggas out here in the sauce
Pray to God that we don't end up lost
Black Truck Pimpin Ho!
Them niggas ridin' round on the swole
On the grind wantin mo'
Of that green and that gold...
Hey
Of some some green and some gold...
Hey, hey, hey, look
Them niggas ridin' on them fours
Kickin' doors, sellin' dope
For that green and that gold...
Hey
For some green and some gold...
Hey, hey, hey
Black truck pimpin' ho
Juice and hen sippin' ho
Workin' till my wallet have a nigga limpin
Makin' commas tryna dodge a sentence
Put my hands together, know a nigga sinnin'
Know some niggas wanna send me to a prison or a prism
In the dirty, niggas poppin' pills and poppin' pistols
Like they don't even know the difference
Get hit like a Drake song
That clip never take long
See coppers who look at a nigga like Trayvon
Ain't no neighbor, No state farm
Do dirt with yo homie, he singing like Trey Songz
When he see what's at stake for him
Women cut for that cake if you pay put that cape on
You a simp when they call for yo pockets, no 8-ball
Know what they want
Ha
Uh
Them niggas ridin' round on the swole
On the grind wantin mo'
Of that green and that gold...
Hey
Of some some green and some gold...
Hey, hey, hey, look
Them niggas ridin' on them fours
Kickin' doors, sellin' dope
For that green and that gold...
Hey
For some green and some gold...
Hey, hey, hey
Buncha ways you can take a fall
Winning, Women, Warring with the law
We just hopin' none of that the cause
To the top is all a nigga want
We just really wanna be the boss
We just really wanna know the cost
We just niggas out here in the sauce
Pray to God that we don't end up lost
Do whatever for a dollar wanna pop a collar
Put some Daytons on an Impala
Candy coated Cutlass with the Golden teeth encrusted
Showed me that that money was power
Made 'em wanna be around the corner like a wide out
He just wanna ball
Can you blame him?
Chasin paper, only way he know how to stack
Is to break the law
What that nigga want?
Uh
Them niggas ridin' round on the swole
On the grind wantin mo'
Of that green and that gold...
Hey
Of some some green and some gold...
Hey, hey, hey, look
Them niggas ridin' on them fours
Kickin' doors, sellin' dope
For that green and that gold...
Hey
For some green and some gold...
Hey, hey, hey
Buncha ways you can take a fall
Winning, Women, Warring with the law
We just hopin' none of that the cause
To the top is all a nigga want
We just really wanna be the boss
We just really wanna know the cost
We just niggas out here in the sauce
Pray to God that we don't end up lost
Black Truck Pimpin Ho!
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Writer(s): Calvin Bagby
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