King Pin Dream (feat. Mikkey & Big Tymers)

Gangsta? (haha!, what?)

Mikkey Finest (fa sho')

Ah King Pin's Dream

Mack 10, Inglewood

I'm **** Mikkey

Chi-Town, Birdman [*Laughs*]

Listen, Whatcha got ****?

I got a trouble find bitches in the kitchen and they cooking it row

Realisting feams like stitches with the hooker in they chow

Fuck the law, man - I'm known for cooking it row

Till the cops just chill - I got something for y'all

I got a Bentley and the Hummer and they sittin' on 'em daters

I got a hot power lawyer with the million retater

Douth-South, Westside - man, I own my city

Got judges on my pay roll like they own the ****

It's a professional with my game, I ball with the best

Birdman, Down-South - Mack 10 out West

Fuck with my money, put to put the mack to yo' chest

Want war? I take it there - or rather tattooed to there

See them Cash Money **** - how can I iced like 'em

Cooking coke from the pill-up, it's got a prices like 'em

You know a **** Whoopise - I got a wife like him

You heard a Micheal Jordan right! - I got a life like him

I'ma mothafuckin hustla - y'all know the game

Chi-Town Mikkey Flow - y'all know my name

Game is risky but a **** rather died the fame

And live life - broken hungry out here, cracking for bread

It's a King Pin's Dream - coke and feminines

Belley's on triple beams, got scuffles with triple feams

So, busting out the scene - guns, scopes and beems

But the thing about it dream - it ain't all watta seem

It's a King Pin's Dream - coke and feminines

Belley's on triple beams, got scuffles with triple feams

So, busting out the scene - guns, scopes and beems

But the thing about it dream - it ain't all watta seem

(Yo, yo, yo)

When it comes to drugs - these reppers ain't get none but fo'

Oh square ass **** and full of brains are sold

I Know 'em Feds is on heat but I don't give a fuck

I'm so deep in the game it's like my name is stuck

From crack, more then likey is a suggestion of sell

I gives a fuck - who ya breaking and disso skell

I live life like a King Pin weed but raw

I'm the richest gang living them **** ever saw

I with ya belly from Toyota with the biggest and baking soda

Pirates po's full of peppers and crack folders

I'ma dope dealer - and I got coke scrilla

My whole crew can sit to at x-cons and killas

And my bitches is falls who bomb, head and coochie

Rockin' props, the fades - the letto pump boochie

First statis, rock rolo - when I came to the door?

And now it's Bentleys, Mansions and meats to the floor

Kickin gears on Parley's, while the straight pipe screen

And I had a block on lock - since I was fifteen

Mack Sapranos - the most of unforgiven

And fuck a job, cause dope money is how I'm living

It's a King Pin's Dream - coke and feminines

Belley's on triple beams, got scuffles with triple feams

So, busting out the scene - guns, scopes and beems

But the thing about it dream - it ain't all watta seem

It's a King Pin's Dream - coke and feminines

Belley's on triple beams, got scuffles with triple feams

So, busting out the scene - guns, scopes and beems

But the thing about it dream - it ain't all watta seem

(Fa sho', fucked up, look)

My homey got marries - so, you know we ain't slipping

Two hoes, two Bentleys - you know we ain't dipping

Lifestyle, drug dealing - you know we ain't trippin'

Got killas on the row - you know we ain't slipping

Tote trucks full of bricks - you know we ain't chickens

New cars, pretty broads - you know we been pimpin'

Bitch stars, body bars - we hitting and missing

Big cars, superstars - cause wheels gon' spinning

Pretty honeys, bug stunt - cause the money we spending

Planty bitchs and warehouse - tinning piece for chicken

Riot guns shoot 'em up - for this life that I'm living

PO partners doin' time - cause my homeboy miss me

The Feds, big trippin' - 'cause they failed me to get me

Mack 10 re-shout - till ya homey my ****

King Pin, Big Tymin - drug dealing my ****

Transport and cocaine - and statelines my ****

It's a King Pin's Dream - coke and feminines

Belley's on triple beams, got scuffles with triple feams

So, busting out the scene - guns, scopes and beems

But the thing about it dream - it ain't all watta seem

It's a King Pin's Dream - coke and feminines

Belley's on triple beams, got scuffles with triple feams

So, busting out the scene - guns, scopes and beems

But the thing about it dream - it ain't all watta seem

This is y'all Ol' Tymers ****, y'all know H-dash play, right!

The liquor is a lifestyle of a drug dealing ****, y'understand

It ain't Twenty-two's is more it's twenty-five's ****, what?

Even chicken from the hood - to the mothafuckin living ride

Y'knowwhatI'msayin, getcha ****, come in my project see my crib ****

We got loadin .14, for sashie, all the best up and the best ****

It ain't none gon' stop my ****

We cooking bricks in the kitchen my ****, y'understand

Don't come outside stunt boy... unless you got it right boy

Y'knowwhatI'msayin', Cash Money Hot Boy... and we doin' this ****

Life, life, hot, hot, we got this (hot, hot) we got this (hot, hot)

WE got this (hot, hot) we on fire, don't fuck