Dirty - Bendin' Corners lyrics

Big Pimp aka all up off in yo main gul draws Frank Dingaling the dirty hog Thats some of that?????? weed ok, ok ok ok ok Now everyday is a pimpin day so... I slide on my lac with blackalligators Feather in my hat wit a 3 piece tux Ice in my grill plus my rollie stay plush Don't got no main lady 'cause i dont like to f**k Just got one I can trust to bust these keys down to dust Split these g'z out with us shut these p'z down to flush I got s*uts that can puff and blow yo nuts till they bust what We bending corners in a plush crush (oh lawd) And keep 2 clips 'cause im quick to bust (on yall) One pimp 4 hoes so we gone ball we got a case of yak so my dick won't fall Them 20 inches got that Coup Deville sittin tall Eight 12's beat the hinges off the trunk like stonewall And we gone creep when we crawl here we come We poppin 65432 and here comes the 1 and that's for real chorus Im bending cornersin my Cadillac Pistol under my seat wit a sack full of crack Smoking hay (hay) getting blown (blown) Im bending corners in my Cadillac 4 hoes In the back One head in my lap Getting head (head) on the road (road) Now, its eight rules to my game of life Rule 1: learn em all and follow em right Rule 2: don't take no sh** from none of these hoes Just be bought 2 things f**kin em out and leavin em broke Rule 3: if you ever get some bread to buy a key Make sure the n***a you getting it from don't work for the MPD (your under arrest) Rule 4: If you ever try to kick in a doe, kick it right the first time You dont lay out the back doe Rule 5: Most important keep yo Southern pride F**k what they sayin hind closed doors you know the South get live Rule 6: Tell them playahaters to s** yo dick, get mad like a b**h 'cause they sh** aint droppin hits Rule 7: Aww naw now that shouldve been 1 Don't eva leave the house without being strapped wit a gun Rule 8: Just repeat 1-7, and if you eva get to heaven hug my late uncle Kevin Bring it back now Them 20 inches got that Coup Deville sittin tall Eight 12's beat the hinges off the trunk like stone wall We gone creep when we crawl here we come We poppin 65432 and here comes the 1 And that's for real Chorus Now ask yo self am I the slickest pimp you eva saw They call me Peter Westraw the devil's son in law why I know you n***az don't know how To make the sadidiest hoes snort powder and get live Been doing this sh** since the age 5, way back in 85' and I still aint tired But why? 'cause that's something that yall need to know When I empty out yo block im gone fill it wit holes Bring it back now them 20 inches got that Coup Deville sittin tall Eight 12's beat the hinges off the trunk like stonewall And we gone creep when we crawl, we poppin 65432 and here comes the 1 And that's for real Chorus