Kodak black pimpin ain t easy lyrics

Ty, they dead flies everywhere
Y’all know that, it’s Lil Kodak, ay
You play me, you late, ain’t no punk in me
Ain’t no punk in me but I pullin’ out a strap
‘Cause Imma dyke son, you n**gas bunions

Ay, I been pullin’ out straps on these f**k n**gas
I go Young M.A on these dumb b**ches versuri.online
Like a dyke, man you n**gas can’t f**k with me
If a n**ga say it’s up, then it’s stuck with me

What’s the principle, pimpin’ ain’t easy
I’m invicible , n**gas can’t beat me
What’s the principle, pimpin’ ain’t easy
I’m invicible , n**gas can’t beat me

I was in the 85, me and Pac healing
I been out 6 months made for million
Slidin’ in the 6’4, windows tinted
N**ga had to get low, boy started hittin’ it
F**k around hit the lil h*e with no jammin’
If a n**ga say go, better go kill him
Said that Lil Zo’ can throat with no feelings
Momma watch her Lil’ boy turn into menace
I’on care, I go fed and get a life sentence
I want every body dead, n**ga no limit
I’on shake n**gas hands ’cause I ain’t friendly
When I pull up to the crip, have no panties
I be leanin’ to the right like I’m on xannies
I be thuggin’ all my life, I ain’t romantic
When I whip out the .45 don’t panic
When I whip out the .45 don’t panic

I been pullin’ out straps on these f**k n**gas
I go Young M.A on these dumb b**ches versuri.online
Like a dyke, man you n**gas can’t f**k with me
If a n**ga say it’s up, then it’s stuck with me
What’s the principle, pimpin’ ain’t easy
I’m invicible , n**gas can’t beat me
What’s the principle, pimpin’ ain’t easy
I’m invicible , n**gas can’t beat me

New AP food water on my butt like a tube
I got my ‘lil gun in the club
Don’t worry about me Imma thug
You kill a street n**ga get a dime
If you kill a rap n**ga get a dub
Big chain on my neck, don’t budge
F**kin’ Dej Loaf like a stud
I swapped out the mic for the guns
Swapped out the ice for the mud
Swapped out the spice for the bud
F**kin’ on a dyke, I’m in love
I’m f**kin’ with a dyke she the one
Kodak don’t show no remorse
I be automatic, try to get a n**ga touched
Kodak on tour with his boys
Say they got a whole gun store on the bus
Missy Elliott come and sex me
Hoppin’ off a jet, to a check, to a jetski
I beatbox a n**ga like the music
I’m thuggin’ in my Reebok, I never need Gucci
I’on even see the confusion
I’m f**kin’ Young M.A lomg as she got a coochie
Say she got the strap and the toolie
Say she put the crack in her booty

I been pullin’ out straps on these f**k n**gas
I go Young M.A on these dumb b**ches versuri.online
Like a dyke, man you n**gas can’t f**k with me
If a n**ga say it’s up, then it’s stuck with me
What’s the principle, pimpin’ ain’t easy
I’m invicible , n**gas can’t beat me
What’s the principle, pimpin’ ain’t easy
I’m invicible , n**gas can’t beat me…

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Tied, they dead, flies everywhere Y'all know that, it’s Lil Kodak, ay, you play, you lay Ain't no punk in me, ain't no punk in me but I be pulling out the strap Like I’m a dyke, or something I be pullin' out straps on these f*ck niggas I go Young M.A. on these dumb bitches Like a dyke man, you niggas can't f*ck with me If a nigga says it's up, then it's stuck with me What's the principle? Pimpin' ain't easy I’m invincible, niggas can’t beat me Ayy, what's the principle? Pimpin’ ain't easy I'm invincible, niggas can't beat me I was in the 8-5, me and Pac hittin’ it I been out six months, made four million Slide in the 6-4, windows tinted Nigga had to get low, them boys start hittin' F*ck around, hit the lil' hoe with no jimmy If a nigga say go, better go kill him Said that Lil' Zo he cut throat with no feelings Mama watch her lil' boy turn into a menace I don't care, I go fed and get a life sentence I want everybody dead, nigga no limit I don't shake niggas' hands, 'cause I ain't friendly When I pull up to the crib, have no panties I been leanin' to the right, like I'm on xannies I been thuggin' all my life, I ain't romantic When I whip out the .45, don't panic When I whip out the .45, don't panic I be pullin' out straps on these f*ck niggas I go Young M.A. on these dumb bitches Like a dyke man, you niggas can't f*ck with me If a nigga says it's up, then it's stuck with me What's the principle? Pimpin' ain't easy I'm invincible, niggas can't beat me Ayy, what's the principle? Pimpin' ain't easy I'm invincible, niggas can't beat me New AP, flood, water on my butt like a tub I got my lil' gun in the club, don't worry about me, I'm a thug You a kill a street nigga, get a dime If you kill a rap nigga, get a dub Big chain on my neck, don't budge Fuckin' DeJ Loaf like a stud I swapped out the mic for the gun I swapped out the ice for the mud I swapped out the spice for the bud Fuckin' on a dyke, I'm in love I'm fuckin' with a dyke, she the one Kodak don't show no remorse, I be automatic tryin' get a nigga touched Kodak on tour, with his boys, say they got a whole gun store on the bus Missy Elliott, come and sex me Hoppin' off a jet, to a cheque, to a jet-ski I beatbox a nigga like the music I'm thuggin' in my Reebok, I never need Gucci I don't even see the confusion I'm fuckin' Young M.A., long as she got a coochie Say she got the strap and the toolie, say she put the crack in her booty I be pullin' out straps on these f*ck niggas I go Young M.A. on these dumb bitches Like a dyke man, you niggas can't f*ck with me If a nigga says it's up, then it's stuck with me What's the principle? Pimpin' ain't easy I'm invincible, niggas can't beat me Ayy, What's the principle? Pimpin' ain't easy I'm invincible, niggas can't beat me

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