Pimped
Somebody pimped my "crib"',
Now they done broke my rib,
I "axed" you to be nice,
Butt all's you got is brain mice,
I'm a gonna shut this town on down,
And move around like no one's clown,
I'm in my "hood",
And it is berry good,
So don't mess with me,
Or my "homies" you'll see.
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