Underground King

By Evil Pimp

On Da Bad Guy Returns

Released on June 15, 2007

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[Chorus]

Bolt, my rims sit tall

I'm bumpin' down the street, knockin' pictures off the wall

I gotta come clean, them niggas don't lead

I'm stayin' screwed up, watchin' twenty-fours scream

I'm not a cold bolt, my rims sit tall

I'm bumpin' down the street, knockin' pictures off the wall

I gotta come clean, them niggas don't lead

I'm stayin' screwed up, watchin' twenty-fours scream


[Verse 1]

Yeah, I'm still' makin' music, yeah, I'm still sellin' units

I'm the underground king, yet I'm still undisputed

I'm the champ, when it comes to these freestyle raps

I'm the champ, when it comes to breakin' these tricks

I ain't got a million dollars, but I'm still gettin' rich

I'm thе known hood stalk, I could half your check

I don't need to drop bombs, I have always been paid

I was rich and right then, just a damn third placе

But I'm still cashin' checks, and I'm still risin' necks

And I still got twenty-four karats on my neck

Have you heard of Evil Pimp, you gon' recognize the name

You can see the peeky lane, and the diamonds on my chaincheeks

Blowin' up my phone, say you meet 'em at the Telly

I just met her last night, I think her name was Kelly

So, let's call the po', let's run a damn train

Hit my god on his duet, put 'em up on some dazes


[Chorus]

I'm not a cold bolt, my rims sit tall

I'm bumpin' down the street, knockin' pictures off the wall

I gotta come clean, them niggas don't lead

I'm stayin' screwed up, watchin' twenty-fours scream

I'm not a cold bolt, my rims sit tall

I'm bumpin' down the street, knockin' pictures off the wall

I gotta come clean, them niggas don't lead

I'm stayin' screwed up, watchin' twenty-fours scream


[Verse 2]

Nigga, anything goes, when it comes to these hoes

Women droppin' off money, women buyin' me clothes

But I don't play the role, in the game, never told

So if you're a real pimp, then the game just sold you

My family's window shopping, 'cause I'm never ever thuggin'

I don't know, and nothin' less, gettin' a couple hundred thousands

The tattoo on my arm, start to hurt all my charms

Got gorillas in the trunk, so I'm settin' off alarms

I got syrup in my cup, if you see me, say what's up

And the busters gettin' jealous, when they see me rollin' up

Steady dumpin' out your speakers, if you scope my brand new sneakers

I ain't tryin' to be a dancer, but I'll put you in a sleeper

'Cause I'm here in this superior, I ain't goin' and lay 'em tracks

Haters dissin' in their raps, but they only soundin' wack

Diggin' deep, packin' corpses, but a pimp stays fresh

Always in and out for days, 'cause I'm cashin' these checks


[Chorus]

I'm not a cold bolt, my rims sit tall

I'm bumpin' down the street, knockin' pictures off the wall

I gotta come clean, them niggas don't lead

I'm stayin' screwed up, watchin' twenty-fours scream

I'm not a cold bolt, my rims sit tall

I'm bumpin' down the street, knockin' pictures off the wall

I gotta come clean, them niggas don't lead

I'm stayin' screwed up, watchin' twenty-fours scream

I'm not a cold bolt, my rims sit tall

I'm bumpin' down the street, knockin' pictures off the wall

I gotta come clean, them niggas don't lead

I'm stayin' screwed up, watchin' twenty-fours scream


[Outro]

I'm not a cold bolt, my rims sit tall

I'm bumpin' down the street, knockin' pictures off the wall

I gotta come clean, them niggas don't lead

I'm stayin' screwed up, watchin' twenty-fours scream

I'm not a cold bolt, my rims sit tall

I'm bumpin' down the street, knockin' pictures off the wall

I gotta come clean, them niggas don't lead

I'm stayin' screwed up, watchin' twenty-fours scream