Pimpin
Hollywood Undead
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Bm G
Come on, everybody, throw your hands up
F# Bm G F#
In the air, come on, let's
Bm G
You know we keep the party jumping
F# Bm G F#
So let's keep them 40's coming
[Chorus]
Bm G F#
Come on down to the city of A , where we
Bm G F#
We ride with gangsters and the pimping's easy
Bm G F#
You know how we keep it bumping every day, baby
Bm G F#
We ride with gangsters and the pimping's easy
[Verse 1]
Bm
When I ride with J-D-O-G
G F#
It's like, okay, basically
Bm
We get shitfaced and crazy
N.C.
We're screaming "Fuck the police!"
Bm
J-just like easy, let's smoke these
G F#
With Old E and Charlie
Bm
We mix it over a hard beat
G F#
And roll with the Undead Army
Bm
And you don't need to see the best of me
G F#
The best MC, it's just the beat
Bm
Produca feeds and makes me mean
G F#
That seems to be what makes me scream
Bm G
So, what up? Let's roll the town fucked up
F#
Let's tag A and show love
Bm
Yo, J-Dog, wait, just hold up
G F#
Take my mic, my P.O. showed up
[Chorus]
Bm G F#
Come on down to the city of A , where we
Bm G F#
We ride with gangsters and the pimping's easy
Bm G F#
You know how we keep it bumping every day, baby
Bm G F#
We ride with gangsters and the pimping's easy
[Verse 2]
Bm
We're six Caucasians, hell-raisin'
G F#
Blazin', makin' zero bacon
Bm
Awake to drink to stop to think
G F#
To call Funny to ride with me
Bm
My pants are so low
G
I'm sipping on this 4-0
F# Bm
Rolling in the four-door
G F#
Produca, me, and four hoesâoh, no
Bm G F#
The 5-0's rollin' code, I didn't stop or try to slow
Bm
Container's open, Funny's smokin'
G F#
I think I'm chokin', it's time to go, oh
Bm
These midnight dealers keep it rollin'
G F#
Keep the fucking Mad Dog flowin'
Bm G
Los Angeles, we keep it goin'
F#
Undead is what we're throwin'
[Chorus]
Bm G F#
Come on down to the city of A , where we
Bm G F#
We ride with gangsters and the pimping's easy
Bm G F#
You know how we keep it bumping every day, baby
Bm G F#
We ride with gangsters and the pimping's easy
[Verse 3]
Bm
I keep on blowing up
G F#
My head keeps getting fatter every day, baby
Bm G
On TV, you better listen
F#
'Cause you know they'll play me
Bm G
In the club, you in the corner
F#
While my shit go crazy
Bm G
And I got my soldiers in the back
F#
So you don't wanna face me
Bm G F#
And when your girl look up at me, I'm looking right down
Bm G F#
And all that yapping, you know it gon' get you smacked down
Bm G F#
I stick around to keep it mad while the crowd's loud
Bm G F#m
In the city of A , that's my hometown
[Chorus]
Bm G F#
Come on down to the city of A , where we
Bm G F#
We ride with gangsters and the pimping's easy
Bm G F#
You know how we keep it bumping every day, baby
Bm G F#
We ride with gangsters and the pimping's easy
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