| You know I dont discriminate, |
| I killed bitches, I killed, pets, |
| Dogs, Cats, uhh, Canaries, |
| Anything, you know that’s just how I do it. |
| Y’know back to what I was saying, |
| This is Rondell Beene, back on the mother fucking scene, |
| It’s been a while since you seen me, |
| But now I’m real, ice and gleamy. |
| Nah, not really, y’know I just got home so, |
| I aint really out there like that. |
| But on some real shit dawg, |
| Y’know what I’m sayin', I’m talkin' 'bout pimpin, |
| You know how I do it, |
| I keeps, a, a nice flock o' hoes wit' me, |
| You know and, y’know they always sayin' about ma style, |
| Y’know what I’m sayin' - |
| Put my Pimp coat down bitch, now, y-y-yer too close now. |
| Sit your ass down for your position, now that’s Doggy-style, |
| Y’know what I’m talkin' 'bout. |
| Anyway though, uh, y’know what I’m sayin', |
| I’m kinda proud o' these niggaz that did 'n' came up |
| From tryin' to bein' pimps, to bein', Assistant pimps, |
| Y’know what I’m sayin, |
| And everybody knows Rondell Beene is the true pimp of all pimps. |
| Y’know I gave Proof his first hand-me-down Cango, |
| He, he don’t give me no props for it, |
| But it’s all good, 'cause he’s keepin' ma commissary full, |
| Y’know what I’m sayin', shout out to ma man Big Proof, |
| For getting me on his album, |
| For givin' me the oppurtunity, to express, ma, ma whole, |
| Uh, outlook and exorcism about pimpin', |
| Y’know what I’m sayin', and that’s what I do, |
| Y’know what I’m — Bitch, |
| Didn’t I tell you to put ma glass down, |
| If I take these headphones off, I’ma, I’ma lay hands on you, |
| Okay, aight okay we’ll settle down then, settle down, |
| But that’s how I do it, so keep it locked right here, |
| 'Cause my man Big Proof and D12 gone tell you somethin' about some real pimpin', |
| Little bitch! |