1) Do or Die is an American rap trio originally from Chicago, Illinois. The group experienced mainstream success with the single "Po Pimp", a collaboration with fellow Chicago rapper, Twista, off the album Picture This, that peaked at #22 on the Billboard Hot 100. Group members are Belo Zero, N.A.R.D. (Niggas Ain't Ready to Die) and AK-47. Belo Zero was a late addition to the group w/ Psycho Drama member Young Buk being an original member. Young Buk never recorded any material w/ the group and Belo Zero was later added to the roster. The trio has sold more than 3 million albums. Alongside Crucial Conflict, another Chicago group with a similar vocal and lyrical style, they helped launch the city's first national hip hop movement.
2) Do Or Die is a Belgian Metal band. They have always been a live band. Formed in 1999 and led by their founder/singer Chris, DO OR DIE always felt comfortable on stage, no matter if it was at the big European festivals, opening for bands such as Hatebreed, Agnostic Front, ProPain and Biohazard or in front of 100 kids in a club, they always put out the same energy as if it was their first show. After the first 7 inch EP "Tears of Rage" (500 copies sold in less than a month) got released, they immediately started playing shows non-stop all over Benelux and France. Their first full length "Heart Full of Pain" came out in 2001 on I Scream Records. More shows/tours followed and they also recorded their second record, "The Meaning of Honor", in the same year, which was released in early 2002.
DO OR DIE then faced a tough period in their career. Half of the band decided to quit in 2003 because of a conflict between their personal lives and the exhausting touring attached to being in DO OR DIE. 2004 saw them return with a new line-up and the loudest comeback imaginable, when they played Pressure Fest, Graspop and Fury Fest on the same weekend. "Tradition" got recorded around that time too and was released in 2005, marking their first effort for Alveran Records and the start of their cooperation with M.A.D. Tourbooking, both of which opened the doors to Germany for the band. One of the guitarists left the band in the same year, but the rest of DO OR DIE, already familiar with throwbacks, were not willing to put it down and continued promoting "Tradition" across Germany, Holland, Poland, Sweden, and well known festivals like the Dour Fest, Pressure Fest, With Full Force and even the Superbowl of Hardcore in New York while at the same time writing songs for a new record.
Come 2008, the new album is all wrapped up, carries the title "Pray for Them" and is scheduled for a release on May 23rd. This record marks a new start for the band with a new face and new strength but still holding on to the roots of the previous releases. Do Or Die are back and determined to take back the crown of European Hardcore - 2008 will see the band touring non-stop with "Pray For Them" in their luggage set to destroy every stage they will enter.
3) Do Or Die is a bay area g-rap group from San Francisco, CA.
4) Do Or Die were a christian pop-punk band from North Shore, Auckland NZ. They played numerous shows and won a competition to record and release a single, however it was never fully completed and instead only a test pressing was released. They had a very short-lived career, lasting only a year or two. Members moved on to play in Scenic Drive, Bright Lights, xSunday Schoolx and Alaska.
Still Po Pimpin
Do Or Die Lyrics
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Do you wanna smoke my B (Ooh)
Never can't you take my G's
My (Ooh)
Ain't trippin' got to split up the front
Approach you with a limp while I hit on the blunt
Your pager goin' off (oh, that ain't nothin')
Blow to the bone as I clicked on somethin'
Tryin' to cut me up, yeah the trick's on somethin'
The corner of the party where the niggas stay bumpin'
This is for the gin and the hen in my stomach
I'm lookin' at the do' females still comin'
Lookin' to my left and the B's still comin'
Lookin' to my right and the drinks still comin'
Tryin' to shake the dice but the girl lookin' cunnin'
Circlin' the do' where the money start runnin'
Took a pause, hey y'all whats up
Head hunters in the double-R, is it a double car
Pulled over to the car
So I, asked Proceeds, to pass the B's, no bitch
Do you wanna rock with me?
Do you wanna smoke my B's?
Never could you take my G's
I'm a Po P-I-M-P
Do you wanna rock with me?
Do you wanna smoke my B's?
Never could you take my G's
I'm a Po P-I-M-P
Do you wanna rock with me?
Do you wanna smoke my B's?
Never could you take my G's
I'm a Po P-I-M-P
Do you wanna rock with me?
Do you wanna smoke my B's?
Never could you take my G's
I'm a Po P-I-M-P
Wanna be like P-I, M-P, hoes, plenty
Comin straight from the Windy
Choppin' up tens and twenties, mm!
Lean back in the corner with the dob hat
Now my nature is to ball like a democrat
In the club with hoes, and I suppose
That I've been chose, the nigga with the hoodrat
Mm, mm, mm, mm, got it down pat
You call her what you want or even all that
I been taught by the best, so put it to rest
And I confess, I'm here just to ball black
Gettin' paid in the game bend a row free
Flip a penny to a dime I'm like an O-G
Go to the mall, with all of y'all
Show you some cash, now, tell me what you want B
You can ride or just smoke in the Cadillac
AC, windows down, with the top back
From a Caddy to Lex' to Rolex
I'm a put in a roll, tell me could you top that?
Ever though I'm makin' money in a row friend
Nickle dime if no fiend don't approach me
If you do, we could have sex, in the Caddy or Lex
But keep on the low-key
Do you wanna rock with me?
Do you wanna smoke my B's?
Never could you take my G's
I'm a Po P-I-M-P
Do you wanna rock with me?
Do you wanna smoke my B's?
Never could you take my G's
I'm a Po P-I-M-P
Do you wanna rock with me?
Do you wanna smoke my B's?
Never could you take my G's
I'm a Po P-I-M-P
Do you wanna ride with me?
Do you wanna smoke my B's?
Never could you take my G's
I'm a Po P-I-M-P, well a motherfucker used to say I might be broke
But now I'm stackin' C-notes, still dope
Different strokes, same folks, hangin' from a rope
Me and Do or Die just try to cope
Sit back and like a picture take a toke
Take a stroll through the hood
It's some haters but it's still all good
Roll up another bad boy, playa pimpin' to the groove
In the place to be to see who I can choose
Now it's time for me to make a move
Shorty what's the deal?
I done seen your sexy walk on the Pharcyde
So don't be "Passin' Me By"
I'm a nigga with peas and I ain't stingy with the trees
We could be some freaks and both of our ass could be high
Fiends drip, ours is full of octane
With pimp status and a hot name, we don't gotta pop thangs
No more servin' the rock 'caine, the night-game
Flippin' flows like hoes which is a drop-game
It's like, aw suki suki now, lookie here
Stick a phrase while I trades on my hog road
Divine words form the pimp scroll
Get the bitch if I'm walkin' and she peepin' that my limp's cold
See a playa po' trippin',
Peepin' the Mediterranean try to play me in slow-vision
Picture how I'm mackin' cold women
Bendin' and grinnin my hair spinnin'
While we smokin' on Henny, still po pimpin'
Do you wanna ride, slip-slide in your thighs
Ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh
Do you wanna ride, slip-slide in your thighs
Ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh
Do you wanna rock with me?
Do you wanna smoke my B's?
Never could you take my G's
I'm a Po P-I-M-P
Do you wanna rock with me?
Do you wanna smoke my B's?
Never could you take my G's
I'm a Po P-I-M-P
Whoa ooh!
Do you wanna ride with JP
Do or Die, whoa oh
The lyrics to Do or Die's song, "Still Po' Pimpin'" featuring Johnny P and Twista, are written in a conversational tone and explore the life of a pimp's daily routine. The chorus asks the listener if they want to "rock", or party, and smoke "B's", or blunts, with the performer. The verses describe the pimp's interactions with women and his crew, as well as his perspective on his lifestyle.
The first verse sets the scene at a party, with the performer approaching someone while smoking a blunt. He mentions receiving a page and making plans to meet up with someone later. He observes the people at the party and notes that he's surrounded by women and alcohol. The second verse discusses the pimp's wealth and social status, with references to his cars and jewelry. He mentions that he used to sell drugs but has moved on to pimping. The final verse is sung by Johnny P, and is more melodic than the previous verses. It repeats the chorus and features more romantic lyrics, suggesting that the pimp is looking for companionship in addition to his lifestyle.
Line by Line Meaning
Do you wanna rock with me? (Yeah, ooh)
Do you want to hang out with me?
Do you wanna smoke my B (Ooh)
Would you like to smoke with me?
Never can't you take my G's
My money is off-limits to you
Ain't trippin' got to split up the front
I'm not worried, I've got to go up front
Approach you with a limp while I hit on the blunt
I'm walking towards you slowly while smoking weed
Your pager goin' off (oh, that ain't nothin')
Your pager is buzzing, but it's not important
Meet me at the crib bout 2, stop frontin'
Come to my place at around 2 am, stop lying
Blow to the bone as I clicked on somethin'
I'm high as I press a button
Tryin' to cut me up, yeah the trick's on somethin'
Someone is trying to deceive me but they will fail
The corner of the party where the niggas stay bumpin'
The location of the party where the men are dancing
This is for the gin and the hen in my stomach
I am drinking gin and whiskey
I'm lookin' at the do' females still comin'
I am observing attractive women coming in
Lookin' to my left and the B's still comin'
I'm turning my head to the left and the drinks are still coming
Lookin' to my right and the drinks still comin'
I'm also turning my head to the right and more drinks are arriving
Tryin' to shake the dice but the girl lookin' cunnin'
I'm attempting to roll the dice but the girl is being suspicious
Circlin' the do' where the money start runnin'
The people are gathering around the entrance where the money is flowing
Took a pause, hey y'all whats up
I stopped for a moment and greeted my peers
Head hunters in the double-R, is it a double car
There are people in the Rolls Royce, is it two people or one car?
Pulled over to the car
I slowly moved my car to the side of the Rolls Royce
So I, asked Proceeds, to pass the B's, no bitch
I asked Proceeds to share the blunts with me, without being rude
Wanna be like P-I, M-P, hoes, plenty
Wanting to have multiple women like a PIMP
Comin straight from the Windy
Hailing from Chicago, Illinois
Choppin' up tens and twenties, mm!
Spending a lot of money in small denominations
Lean back in the corner with the dob hat
I put on my hat and leaned back in the corner
Now my nature is to ball like a democrat
I have a naturally extravagant lifestyle
In the club with hoes, and I suppose
I'm at the club with women and I guess
That I've been chose, the nigga with the hoodrat
I'm the chosen one with this woman from the hood
Got it down pat
I know what I'm doing
You call her what you want or even all that
You can refer to her differently, or even all of the above
I been taught by the best, so put it to rest
I've learned from the best, so stop questioning me
And I confess, I'm here just to ball black
I admit that I'm here to spend money and enjoy myself
Gettin' paid in the game bend a row free
I am earning money while being carefree
Flip a penny to a dime I'm like an O-G
I can easily turn a small amount of money into a large amount
Go to the mall, with all of y'all
Let's all go to the mall
Show you some cash, now, tell me what you want B
I'm displaying my money, tell me what you want to buy
You can ride or just smoke in the Cadillac
You can join me and ride or just smoke in the Cadillac
AC, windows down, with the top back
I'm driving with air conditioning, windows down, and the convertible top open
From a Caddy to Lex' to Rolex
I've upgraded from a Cadillac to a Lexus, and then a Rolex watch
I'm a put in a roll, tell me could you top that?
I will put in a large amount of money, can you match that?
Ever though I'm makin' money in a row friend
Even though people are criticizing me for my income
Nickle dime if no fiend don't approach me
I won't entertain anything less than a small amount of money, and please don't come to me if you're not a client
If you do, we could have sex, in the Caddy or Lex
If you are a client, we can have sex in the Cadillac or Lexus
But keep on the low-key
Don't tell anyone else about this
Shorty what's the deal?
What's the situation, babe?
I done seen your sexy walk on the Pharcyde
I've watched you walk sexily before
So don't be "Passin' Me By"
Don't ignore me
I'm a nigga with peas and I ain't stingy with the trees
I am a man with money and I am willing to share my marijuana
We could be some freaks and both of our ass could be high
We can have sex and be under the influence of marijuana
Fiends drip, ours is full of octane
Drug addicts are weak, but our bodies are strong
With pimp status and a hot name, we don't gotta pop thangs
Being a pimp and having a good reputation is enough, we don't have to resort to violence
No more servin' the rock 'caine, the night-game
I'm no longer selling cocaine, now I'm playing in the nightlife
Flippin' flows like hoes which is a drop-game
I am changing things up frequently, like a pimp
It's like, aw suki suki now, lookie here
Things are getting exciting
Stick a phrase while I trades on my hog road
I am speaking while driving my motorcycle
Divine words form the pimp scroll
I am saying something profound like a pimp would
Get the bitch if I'm walkin' and she peepin' that my limp's cold
If I'm walking and a woman is noticing me in a superior manner
See a playa po' trippin'
I saw a poor player tripping
Peepin' the Mediterranean try to play me in slow-vision
I am watching suspicious activity in a calm manner
Picture how I'm mackin' cold women
Imagine how smoothly I am seducing women
Bendin' and grinnin my hair spinnin'
I am looking smooth with my body language
While we smokin' on Henny, still po pimpin'
While we are drinking Hennessy, we are still living the pimp lifestyle
Do you wanna ride, slip-slide in your thighs
Do you want to have sex?
Whoa ooh!
Wow!
Do you wanna ride with JP
Do you want to ride with Johnny P?
Do or Die, whoa oh
Do or Die, wow
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ANTHONY BERNARD ROUND, CARL MITCHELL, DARNELL SMITH, DENNIS ROUND, LEROY WILLIAMS JR
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