[Intro]
Yeah. Check me out, we in Oakland right now

[Verse]
Pause, n***as mad the boss rock
On and off top, n***as high like stove talk
Killing off mics, had to get the grim reap
Leave 'em ten feet, [?] no sleep
[?] wanna talk with no reach
Like Mugsy Bogues, n***as six feet
N***as act like I ain't [?] through hell
N***as quit first week
Get my mind correct
As I walk steps in history, my eyes is dead
One thing, get your mind respect
Seem to curse a lot and less fucking bitch
Real good rappers they don't have to say that
Cause real real n***as got Maybachs
N***as give his day back
Take the whole fucking world, you hear that
Old school, [?] with a mere cat
[?] underground
N***as I'm hood as ever
People respect the real
The world to mother
If I had one thing, that's word to brother
Actually I do fucked up n***a
Smoking hella blunts while I drink this liquor
Cadillac old school three of my bitches
[Chorus]
Don't kill pimpin'
Just don't kill pimpin'
Don't fight pimpin'
Don't shoot pimpin'
Don't kill pimpin'
Just don't kill pimpin'
Don't fight pimpin'
Don't shoot pimpin'
Don't kill pimpin'
Don't fight pimpin'
Don't kill pimpin'
Don't shoot pimpin'

[Interlude]
Evil Red Flame n***a. Lil B

[Chorus]
Don't kill pimpin'
Don't fight pimpin'
Don't shoot pimpin'
Don't hurt pimpin'
Don't fight pimpin'
Don't kill pimpin'
Don't shoot pimpin'