(Chorus)(Benji) we'll teach u how ta pimp our wrist stay rocked, our hydroliks jumpin in our escalade we'll teach u how ta pimp You can see tha jeep cherokee got spinning rims we'll teach u how ta pimp our necks stay blingin,chains stay spinnin, were shinin mannn we'll teach u how ta pimp we see you pimpin, poser keep on dreamin, we'll jump you mannn (Verse 1)(VthaB) 04 Escalade, 6 Series Benz 24 inches, sprewell rimz All 24's, 4 wheels, and I want all of them Ma, im that boy that been actin a fool, thats me They say I changed man, I'm gettin bling-bling, Its flashy They like me better when I fucked up mad peeps I always see cheeks, the birth of 1 mo kid yo Pimped so long, everybody gotta watch me And I dont really curr, if its platinum or silver Long as it just BLING!, blingin that ice yo In the hood they say VthaB, ya sneaker look Hott yo Just cant believe PL did a deal with a psycho G is a sure thing, yall faggetsz might blow Im waitin to smoke that, so i suggest you roll up Liz, he from haven, he dont care if you blo him Gettin him out the b-room , A tip from me to him (Chorus) (Verse 2)(G-$) I'm sensin alot of tension, now that Im rollin But the kids used to look down on you, what happened We on a streek to tha top, covered with platinum Different size chains, but Im in love with the long one mad doe, cuz you thought my life was jackin So the doe box big enough to hold the crack in Yeah, Im brand new, but I demand some respect Cuz I already wear this ice on my neck Im fresh out tha benz, then I breeze to ho beach Blue Yankee fitted.....PL's speech I already figured out what to do with all my bills Decorate the garage, full wit 3 devilles When it comes to pimpin, there's nothin you can teach us We're in a different zip code, your radar cant reach us Nah, I aint hurr to save the world Just ride on a blimp, eat some of my shrimp We'll teach you how to pimp! (Chorus) (Verse 3)(MLiZ) MLiZ is so icy, I no ya'll dont like me Im in a throwback jersey, with the brand new Nike's I know you probably seen me with no Money on like everyday The only thing changed, is the styles on the 23's I listen to Old School, and blew out the speaks fo no dam reason, I threw off my chain My rhymes are killin man, Im doin my thing whoa am i in trouble now, its nutin new ta me Come on now, we all know gold is gettin old The ice in my ear keep my small brain cold PL homie, actin like ya'll dont know Look I cant even walk through ma school no more I just pull up, get out, and get all the hoes They never seen ice blinin on my neck before Dont be mad at me dawg, thats all I know Its time to show these homos how this rap sposed to go (Chorus)