bitch ass niggaz if you brang the drama I found my angel, angel That angel is mine, angel I found my angel, angel That angel is mine, angel I was young
motherfuckers be sayin stars up in the sky But my star right here, that's my angel, knahmtalkinbout? Check this out [Pimp C] I been on top of the world
Tradução: PIMP C. Mi Ángel.
great to the test And now we tha greatest And weezy he the greatest And this beat the greatest and polo he the greatest Rest in peace pimp c tha greatest
it's insane So so amazing Oh david blane Gotta look at Criss Angel (a famous magician) Taste the hood fame Can't complain When I grip woodcane From the pimp
Gold Wires Westsidas Throw It Up My Ni**As Its All Love Im Callin Out Every Crip And Blood In La Essa's Hit The Strip On Dubs Lets Hit The Club My Bitches
back if I don't make green With the funky rhyms and the no sell out themes I have dreams and aspirations My graduation, was from pimp of the county to pimp
an angel named Leah here to keep me outta prison And my partner Jason Geter to help me see about a billion Listen; Grand Hustle, best respect this vision My
Xzibit Yeah, bouncin, c'mon The first day of the rest of my life X stand behind the mic like Walker Cronkite Y'all keep the spotlight, I'm keepin my
an angel in the sky watchin? over me Just for the record let me go ahead and say I love my brother Pimp C and man, I miss him everyday Yeah, my heart
Lil Wayne Magic, ahh ahh ow! rest in peace pimp c yeahhhh lemme spark up first... Magic, ahh ahh ow! rest in peace pimp c yeahhhh lemme spark up first
in the benz/lac But tell me can you fade back? Still ridin in the c-a-d-i double l, double a-c always Chorus 1x Verse 2 (ak) Women love my philosophy
, Xzibit Yeah, bouncin', c'mon The first day of the rest of my life X stand behind the mic like Walker Cronkite Y'all keep the spotlight, I'm keepin' my
cause my floss is tight You know what the cost to bite is the loss of life Put my mackin' in perspective, bitch it's a done deal Keep my clique kind
models and, blondes and, cocaine (yeah) New York, L.A. is, all the same (c'mon, c'mon) The angels look the other way Cause they can understand my pain
it from standin' in rain wit a gram Now I slither in glitter, Jacob throw glaze on my hand Shit, D-12 don't even know the name of my band Man I'm just
old Take three girls home and call them Charlie's Angels What'chu gonna do after we get signed? I'm gonna lose my mind Get 30 inch spinners and pimp my
