[Chorus: N***a 9]
If You Didn't Know Bitch

[Skinny Pimp verse 1]
Money mo, money mo
N***as on the track with dope
I was only 14, slangin on some Dial soap
Tryna break a junkie bitch
And then I get my dick sucked
Why you runnin' your cocksucker
Bitch my pockets swoled up
I was into gamblin
N***a hit the concrete
When I knock the socks off
You can talk yo ass off
My step daddy Darrell taught me how to play broad
And how to cut game like a mutherfuckin chainsaw
Mane, I hate the police
Lawyers got me sowed up
Now every time you see them crooked bitches
Fire that thang up
Ghetto ass n***a, from a ghetto ass neighborhood
I'm ready to kill, stеal, trill n***a
I ain't got no love
Stressin' all that bullshit
That trick I'm playin, hoe front
I buck 'еm down
[BLAM]
He's in my trunk, stankin like a skunk
This is from experience
I sacrifice my life to the streets
Yeah n***a
Fuck peace
[Chorus: Skinny Pimp & N***a 9]
Shoot on a trick, when I'm thick
Slick ain't got no sorrow bitch

If You Didn't Know Bitch

[Skinny Pimp interlude]
Aww yeah, this shit is like this right here
For all y'all sissy ass n***as
You think you wanna get some?
This shit is too thick, busta ass n***a
Fuck peace
Yeah bitch, I'm finna take care of my business
What's up to my n***a 211
You know what I'm sayin
Cause my n***a gangbang on any kinda thang
Know what I'm sayin
It's like this hoe ass n***a

[Skinny Pimp verse 2]
I woke up in the morning
Smokin breakfast, got me dazed
I threw on my khaki shirt
OG style, baby doo-doo braids
I'm plottin on these sissy suckas
They run they grip constantly
My road dawg Lil John strapped with "M"
For one, we faithful to the streets
Because I grew up with not shit up in my frigerator
Sometime I hustle from the circle
Put food on my table
I'm down to die on my time
It was for me I own
You talkin gankin?
Adios
Partner, sho you wrong
I'm full of alcohol
But tryna make my pockets swole
In fact, I'm slangin, stangin, gankin
When I'm on the stroll
A yo, I'm only down with n***as that I hang with
B-zzz-at to they high fade
Ain't meant for no robbin
Yo f-zzz-act
Pe-zzz-rsonally, they say I'm in-zzz-sane
And I ain't thinkin bout no lawyer
See my sack's fat
Smokin on some tr-zzz-ue
Blowin a gun, it i-zzz-s new
My bank on swole n***a
Cause I'm livin by the tone
Fuck peace
My 98 is '93, with homicide, biatchhh
[Chorus: Skinny Pimp & N***a 9]
Shoot on a trick, when I'm thick
Slick ain't got no sorrow bitch

If- If You Didn't Know Bitch

[Skinny Pimp outro]
Aww yeah, y'all know what mutherfuckin time it is
All the real muthafuckin killers proud of they self
Like me, know what I'm sayin
Any kinda anna I got with a bitch ass n***a, mane
I told ya, Imma take care of it, bitch
So, step on up
Be the next contestant
To the morgue hoe