Текст песни Pimp Daddy f B.G., U.N.L.V. - Gone But Not Forgotten
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Verse One: {B.G.}I say why a nigga got to die, that`s a part of lifeI wish I wasn`t never born, cuz this life ain`t rightMy partner had to go over a hoe, but it`s coolI can`t be calmed down, when I see her I`m a use my toolAct a fool, let her know how it feel to be underground andWhen she get there I know Pimp gonna beat her downGive me the weed so I can chokeWhen I see her she get smoked Bitch think it`s a game, but it ain`t no jokeI`m a fuck on that dopePimp Daddy we miss ya, we love yaBut it`s all right, that whole Ca§h Money ClickGonna be on that other side and get highCuz I`m comin` cuz I`m a three man funk andB gonna bring the gin Boo-Koo trill There it go, havin` fun in another worldThinkin` about old time`sWe go open the lab, and have us still writin` rhymesNigga`s wanna sound like you, and walk with a limpEverybody still wanna be like you, but there`s only one PimpAnd you gone, who did it gonna get popped inGlocked in, my boy gone but ain`t forgotten{Rest In Peace, That`s How We Do It, Straight From The Heart, And That C.M.R.}{Ya Heard Me}Verse Two: {Yella Boy}Ninety Five, Ninety Six, more trick`s, Fa`sho Yella Boy, ya seeMy summaries, the memories, ya see he`s never buriedA nigga still pimpin` for the legendary Gary, Every time I get happy up in this rap there`s a glisp cliffI think about the drama sho`nuff make`s meMiss ya, I got to pull`s off for you fake pimp wanna bee`sDon`t let me catch ya sleepin` I`ll knock you to yo kneesPimp up in the air, I know my boy standin` closeIf you was around pimpin` we shoul take a toastThe pimpin` the trippin` on a regular basisServin` hoes, lockin` number`s, not rememberin` face`sI got yo back shootin` straight like a sniperI ease up on the scene and make`s ya rowdyLike Rod Piper, duck`s behind the bin, toOften feel I need to Buck! Buck!Brusin` all my enemies bringin` `em bad luckVerse Three: {Tec-9}This analogy, that my nigga PimpWith the gangsta limp, is now in a gangsta leanBut this shit is true, and I never knew it could be like thatAin`t nobody special when it come`s to the gatFirst you fuck that hoe, and then you stop to thinkHow many nigga`s die, because of a stank ass hoeShould have been that bitch layin` on the floorGuess what? But she still got to goWhat the fuck is this, blood comin` from my nigga headRetailation is the method that I`m takin`When I`m steppin` in that worldGot to go get myself some furlAnd I`m in yo hallway always plottin`In a situation, where my nigga is gone but not forgotten{Fa`sho, you not forgotten boy}{Much Love Pimp Daddy from yo nigga Tec-9}{And the Black Connection}{Cash Money Records always in there}