[Chorus: Evil Pimp]
Call me da Cheefa
[?] 'cause I smoke the reefer
[Verse 1: Mr. Tinimaine]
Jealous busters dwell, what the hell, it is me finally
Welcome to the game, so glad that you came
No longer vampin’ from the scene missed Tini
Nineteen-tini five with the solo
Told you I was gonna creep, so here it is, God damn
Everybody gotta put a hold on they tape
'Cause the muggin' family is goin’ to the top, man
Peepin', robbin', chiefin' everyday, life of a thug
Gimme love, robbers steady creepin' to the East
A quarter after eleven, it's almost that time for the Leprechaun to creep
Tini just in back, get my gat plus my backpack
Creepin' up from out the dark, I gotta get'cha, fool
Seven Jason masks with the buckshots and the anna cannons
How in the fuck can I lose?
[Chorus: Evil Pimp]
Call me da Cheefa
[?] ’cause I smoke the reefer
[Verse 2: Mr. Tinimaine]
Grippin’ on my Glock, lookin' down my block
Seein’ what's up by the bump
Before I hit the track, get my backpack
Makin' sure I got another clip for my gat when I rat-tat
Did you see me? Hocus pocus in the dust
From the quickness, I be ventin' never seen
It’s a drought, no doubt, no rocks on my block, spray the cops
I'm a robber so let me count my green
No lookin' back, danger lurks and it hurts
If it catch, then I betcha' that it's me too
Don't set to rinse say what you gonna do
'Cause when you slip don't make a move
It's kinda sad, though, they got me mad into the game and when it's time, I'm steady bustin' at my jealous friends
Got a gauge hangin' out the window
Niggas in my neighbourhood sippin' on Hen'
[Chorus: Evil Pimp]
Call me da Cheefa
[?] 'cause I smoke the reefer
Call me da Cheefa
[?] 'cause I smoke the reefer
[Verse 1: Mr. Tinimaine]
Jealous busters dwell, what the hell, it is me finally
Welcome to the game, so glad that you came
No longer vampin’ from the scene missed Tini
Nineteen-tini five with the solo
Told you I was gonna creep, so here it is, God damn
Everybody gotta put a hold on they tape
'Cause the muggin' family is goin’ to the top, man
Peepin', robbin', chiefin' everyday, life of a thug
Gimme love, robbers steady creepin' to the East
A quarter after eleven, it's almost that time for the Leprechaun to creep
Tini just in back, get my gat plus my backpack
Creepin' up from out the dark, I gotta get'cha, fool
Seven Jason masks with the buckshots and the anna cannons
How in the fuck can I lose?
[Chorus: Evil Pimp]
Call me da Cheefa
[?] ’cause I smoke the reefer
[Verse 2: Mr. Tinimaine]
Grippin’ on my Glock, lookin' down my block
Seein’ what's up by the bump
Before I hit the track, get my backpack
Makin' sure I got another clip for my gat when I rat-tat
Did you see me? Hocus pocus in the dust
From the quickness, I be ventin' never seen
It’s a drought, no doubt, no rocks on my block, spray the cops
I'm a robber so let me count my green
No lookin' back, danger lurks and it hurts
If it catch, then I betcha' that it's me too
Don't set to rinse say what you gonna do
'Cause when you slip don't make a move
It's kinda sad, though, they got me mad into the game and when it's time, I'm steady bustin' at my jealous friends
Got a gauge hangin' out the window
Niggas in my neighbourhood sippin' on Hen'
[Chorus: Evil Pimp]
Call me da Cheefa
[?] 'cause I smoke the reefer
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