[Intro: Juicy J]
Play me some pimpin' mane

[Chorus: Billy Wes]
Hustlin' all day tryna make this livin'
Gotta feed my kids, ain't got time for this trickin'
What my guys know about this Ike Turner pimpin'?
What my guys know about this Ike Turner pimpin'?
Goin' HAM in the streets tryna feed my folks
We dyin' everyday cause our hood need hope
What my guys know about this Ike Turner pimpin?
What my guys know about this Ike Turner pimpin?

[Verse 1: Slim Thug]
What them boys know about this H-Town pimpin'?
Hoes by the dozen, never doin' no simpin'
Hit the strip club, I ain't doin' no tippin'
I'm buildin' up my team, knockin' n***as for they women
See they lookin' for the honey, we lookin' for the money
I'm breakin' hoes, makin' dough, laughin' at them dummies
Got a team of go-getters, droppin' stacks in my lap
Ain't no drought sеllin' pussy, so I stopped sellin' crack
I'm a motherfuckin' mac, and I ain't talkin' 'bout computеrs
If a bitch come short, I'ma beat her up or shoot her
Thug boss, Juice-J on the track spittin' pimpin'
H-Town, Memphis Tenn., hat leanin' while I'm limpin'
[Chorus: Billy Wes]
Hustlin' all day tryna make this livin'
Gotta feed my kids, ain't got time for this trickin'
What my guys know about this Ike Turner pimpin'?
What my guys know about this Ike Turner pimpin'?
Goin' HAM in the streets tryna feed my folks
We dyin' everyday cause our hood need hope
What my guys know about this Ike Turner pimpin'?
What my guys know about this Ike Turner pimpin'?

[Verse 2: Juicy J]
NORTH
I'm ridin' through the hood and I'm screamin', "Chuuch"
Tryna get my hands in the bottom of a hoes purse
And I'm checkin' traps cause this crack is jumpin' back
Even if I have to rob a jack for the money rats
Ike Turner pimpin' in this game, it just hittin' a bitch
It can mean ya all about ya grind and ya hustlin
[?] .44 with a mask, or by usin' ya fists
Or something automatic like a chopper with some extra clips
Get up off yo ass, no more puff or pass
We gon' hit this block, we gon' get this cash
And it's up for grabs, jump on this real fast
Billy Wes, you tell 'em how we make it last

[Chorus: Billy Wes]
Hustlin' all day tryna make this livin'
Gotta feed my kids, ain't got time for this trickin'
What my guys know about this Ike Turner pimpin'?
What my guys know about this Ike Turner pimpin'?
Goin' HAM in the streets tryna feed my folks
We dyin' everyday cause our hood need hope
What my guys know about this Ike Turner pimpin?
What my guys know about this Ike Turner pimpin?
[Verse 3: Project Pat]
Get it quick, get it fast 'cause they say it might not last
Spend it to the last gram, so if you 'bout that cash
Blowin' dope, inhalin' smoke, hoe, and a light soft lil' trifling bitch, I'm 'bout to deck you with a right cross
How I'm supposed to cook this dope?
You done [?] kilo, my neff' you a [?], you blew it up, casino
Even though you had my kid [?] strugglin' to eat
It's love, but I beat you down like a n***a in these streets
Backhand smack when you let too much of that lip flap
What's missing? I'll bet that's when you heard that gun click-clack
You steal from me, and we're sleeping in the same house?
I'm full this liquor ho, I'm 'bouts to check you out


[Chorus: Billy Wes]
Hustlin' all day tryna make this livin'
Gotta feed my kids, ain't got time for this trickin'
What my guys know about this Ike Turner pimpin'?
What my guys know about this Ike Turner pimpin'?
Goin' HAM in the streets tryna feed my folks
We dyin' everyday cause our hood need hope
What my guys know about this Ike Turner pimpin?
What my guys know about this Ike Turner pimpin?