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HOLLYWOOD UNDEAD lyrics : "pimpin'"

Come on, everybody throw your hands up in the air

Come on lets...


And you know, we keep the party jumpin'


So lets keep them 40s comin'




Come on down to the city of LA


Where we, we ride with gangsta's and the pimpins' easy

You know how we keep it bumpin' everyday, baby


We ride with gangsta's and the pimpins' easy




Well I ride with jay-dee-oh-gee


And it's like, kay, basically


We get %#@! faced and crazy

We're screaming "F**K THE POLICE!"


J-just like easy lets smoke these with Old'E and Charlie


We mix it over a heartbeat, and run with the Undead Army!

And you don't need to see the best of me


The best MC, its just a beat, produce the feeds that makes me mean


That seems to be what makes me scream

So what up?!


Let's roll the town f**ked up!


Let's sing LA and show love!

Yo JDOG, wait, just hold up


Take my mic, my PO showed up!




Come on down to the city of LA


Where we ride with gangsta's and the pimpins' easy


You know how we keep it bumpin' everyday, baby

We ride with gangsta's and the pimpins' easy





We're six Caucasians, hell raisin'

Blazin', making zero pay


Can't wait to drink to stop the pain


To call Funny

To ride with me


My pants are so low, I'm sippin' on this 4-0


Rollin' in the fo' do'

Producer, me, and four ho's


OH NO!

The 5-0's rollin' cold, I didn't stop, but tried to smoke


Container's open, Funny's smokin'

I think I'm chokin'

It's time to go (OH)


This midnight tale, let's keep it rollin'

Keep the f**kin and Mad Dog flowin'


Los Angeles we keep it goin'

Undead is what we're throwin'




Come on down to the city of LA

Where we, we ride with gangsta's and the pimpins' easy

You know how we keep it bumpin' everyday, baby


We ride with gangsta's and the pimpins' easy



I keep'em blowin' on my


Head keeps gettin' fatter everyday, baby

On TV ya better listen 'cause you know they'll play me

In the club, you in the corner while my %#@! go crazy

And I got my soldiers in the back so you don't wanna face me


And when your girl looked up at me, I'm lookin' right down

And all that yappin', you know you gonna' be a smack down

I stick around to keep it mad while the crowd's loud


In the city of LA; that's my hometown



Come on down to the city of LA

Where we, we ride with gangsta's and the pimpins' easy


You know how we keep it bumpin' everyday, baby

We ride with gangsta's and the pimpins' easy

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