Project Pimp - Getting Crunk (Screwed) HD

Project Pimp off Preston, ballin with the Hill Click, ho it’s on again Nigga with the smoked out Chevy thang, grill to the grill, still holl’n out Ten Wanted Men What’s up with these dirty hoes, watch a nigga click on a bitch, shut cha mouth don’t you say shit "Homicidal Ride" in the deck, gettin buck, out of luck, betta duck, split ya wig for da ‘96 Clickin with the mask on my face, Riverside, South Park, let’s unite, throw yo ana in a bag South Memphis niggas in this junt, throw ya sets in the air, I don’t care bout no different color rag Beale Street bound late night on a Saturday, hit the junt full of funk, South Memphis thug Jumpin out the car on the Paul, sloppy drunk, got me crunk, but them folks got a nigga on the run Head to the park, showcase, I’ma scope, 44 in my lap as I’m bouncing through the crowd Four 6 by 9’s, 18’s in the trunk too, amp Pioneers so my system bumpin loud South Memphis, south shit, nigga down to break a bitch, Preston St. bound, where I live, where I dwell Listen to my bitches hum in the background when I clown to the sound with a ticket straight to hell Living like a convict, tell a dirty ho that I’m broke when I’m vampin from the scene, then I’m straight Ballin to the Southgate lot, plus the chevy with the Ox, yeah they bop, Project Pimp gotta take I don’t give a fuck bout no muthafuckin he-say, niggas from the Hill and the South bitch we don’t play P double L, what up fool, stay cool, never lose as I cruise through the hood bumpin “Mayday” Wanted by them folks, I gotta get away, them police been hot on my ass Leavin you niggas in ditches, you bitches be talkin that shiznit, I’m hidin in the grass Murdering psychopath, come feel the fuckin wrath, back-to-back hollow points leave yo ass dead Kill a bitch talkin shit, Hill is too fuckin thick, duckin and dodgin to vamp from the feds Junkie junt fuckin bound, squat and dot through the woods, Project Pimp hobbies are boom and go stang Never “rest haven” no ho, if she go then them Hill villain niggas go run a damn train ’96 will I live, Crooked Chris packin steel, if I can’t reach da yalk then he gon blast Nigga don’t tell no one that I been here cause I got them damn crooked cops chasing my ass South Memphis in this bitch for 1996, funky town, alcohol, rollin up bud Niggas wit triggers, drug dealers and killers, real niggas that vampin up in the damn club C to the fuckin A, Hollow Point in this bitch, Gangsta D, Tonio, Danny and Earl J.E. the pretty boy, B.B. the ladies toy, Big Pooh up in the ho vampin to Turrell Project Pimp, psycho thug, ready to cut a rug, fifth of Paul in my hand, ready to clown Drunk as a skunk with the pump in da trunk as we ball in that Chevy thang, South Memphis bound Critical pitiful nigga don’t hesitate squeeze the damn trigga we unload in yo head Rest of you niggas just give me 10 feet, if you come from South Memphis then throw up yo set Bitch my name is Project Pimp, the Project Pimp is who I am Strapped like jap on the track wit the ga