Artist: CL Smooth Album: American Me Song: Gorilla Pimpin' Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [CL Smooth] We get it all cause we can't get along, take stripes Late night apply the squeeze, pressure bust pipes See the hand that stretches, the animal that fetches No conscience, to think how life is so precious Just a pure rap hunter, old school to newcomer When it's warm outside, won't last the whole summer Straight gorilla pimpin, followin my hooptie A dark van in the back to slide all crack My wolves, gather in a pack to represent 'tack and don't question nothin I say - simply react A bunch of beast unleashed on 'em, thoughts of a predator It's not just a job man, it's an adventure I turn up the temperature, as hot as all hell When you raise a hungry lion to ring the dinner bell It's the monsters in your dreams, the muffle in your screams If it's Black Heart what it means, the gangster that leans [Chorus] Keep it in the streets, the hero and the terror When our worlds collide, we gon' get together The fight for supremacy, ride on your enemy Respect this gorilla pimpin Play the back seat with the owl, the goons on the prowl The hood is gon' remember my name God This is that presidential edition, the man on a mission Straight up gorilla pimpin [CL Smooth] I'm just hotter than these chumps, choose any level I can sit with all you nerds, or conquer any rebel Just the family I represent, from the Murderville And think it won't have yo' head duckin bullets, it will~! You can trace the skill, I move like The Phantom Besides the ugly work I do, I'm so handsome Remove that black hoodie, Timbs and black jeans and stack my paper real nice and switch scenes up You ain't sayin nothin but a word mami I'm diggin how a stroll on the South Beach rock me And what? How we step off the plane, know the whip is insane And how I left New York, is how I came Bang! We hittin Miami just like a hurricane Dana Dane to your lane, tear it out the frame The ladies, the vibe, and what I prescribe I shot it so live, park that joint and ride scooters [Chorus] [CL Smooth] I'm for the money more than the glory to tell my story Have the nerve to doubt my scratch? You broads can't afford me I'm used to honies that's holdin a pocketbook swollen See the more loyal I am, the more that I'm controllin But it's not my mean to, she really claim she need you So the real business in your camp I see through Let 'em lay all the pieces down, and I can back it Feel if they can run a scam on you, I can track it It's nothin, you can play the front, dimepiece go so you know In bed with me it's winner take all You reel in my big fish, and it's a wrap that got me cheesin like the Indian, on that Starter cap That's Cleveland stupid, but I'm out the N.Y. See the best flowin like Len Bi, I'm so fly Here's an offer they can't refuse, let 'em blow a fuse And they never gonna catch me slippin, gorilla pimpin [Chorus]