C&S Dat's What Dat Is
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Killer kill from the Ville, Killer Mike
In the motherfucking building nigga
Y'all already know, Killa kill putting it down
New South Movement, mo'fucker
New South Movement, South Lee Southwest Click

That's what that is pimp
That's what that is pimp
That's what that is pimp

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That's what that is pimp
That's what that is pimp

Now loving, is the size of my shoe
And that's the new size that'll hold you, let your shit come through
See one deep I'm whooping clicks, gangs
With my 50 Cal. click, bang I'm gangsta walking with that trick aim
My nuts hang, like D-boys on the corner
And I could send a bitch nigga, a Bengal like Ty Warner
I'm standing on a soap box, preaching the gospel
On how you should move them coke rocks, and protect yo glocks
And turn your projects, into Ft. Knox
It just a fo' night, with two 44 glocks

Now rise and shine it's a kick do', for your pies and pine
I'm riding off in the sunset, the horizon's mine
Everybody dies in time, but how will you pass
In a million dollar mansion, or dead broke on your ass
Think fast, cause your number is coming up
And ain't no second chances, when the killers is running up

That's what that is pimp
That's what that is pimp
That's what that is pimp

That's what that is pimp
That's what that is pimp
That's what that is pimp

That's what that is pimp
That's what that is pimp
That's what that is pimp

I step into the club, in a fresh white T
Looking for a one night wife, to delight me
A lot of dudes claim, to be gangsta like Ice-T
When in actuality, they sweeter than ice tea
Get your weight up homie, only the strong survive
Get off the bus and pay your dues, you don't belong on this ride
I'm a full time playa, all about my hustle
Demonstrating my muscle, if I get in a tussle
If you got plex, I suggest you keep it hush-hush
Cause boys wet up on that water, and you might get bust
I got to stay up on my note, so my game is sharper
I can't be wiped out, I'm like a permanent marker
Boys mean mugging in the club, repping they hood
It's understood but cross that line, homie it ain't good
It's survival of the fittest, I'm the last one breathing
While you in your bed sleeping, I'm still out here creeping

That's what that is pimp
That's what that is pimp
That's what that is pimp

That's what that is pimp
That's what that is pimp
That's what that is pimp

That's what that is pimp
That's what that is pimp
That's what that is pimp

Take your ass to church nigga, if you wanna learn better
Join Mase and Bethle-fuck him, I'm trying to get cheddar
My stack will clearly show, my talent for moving blow
And it's gangsta music, so fuck the status quote
Grown men talking, who let the children in
Get the nine to spit it in, leave him smelling like chit-lens
I ain't playing I ain't joking, I'm rolling loaded and open
It's best you not provoking, this man when he pistol toting
The 4-fiftha, will tuck turn toss twist you
Split you right down the middle, like a brand new swisha
When the bullet hit you nigga, it rip and tear tissue
Bullet bang, turn brains into baby batter
Turn great matter, into antimatter
Fuck your chitter-chatter, who's good better best badder
Let the shotgun splitter splatter, who it hit child or bitch
It don't matter, niggaz just handling bis'
Primetime guerilla gang, get his what it is

Last but not least, it's H.A. Dub
Buckshot slugs, you covered in blood
Feel me cuz, or get drug in the mud
By these Texas thugs, who really don't show no love

That's what it is nigga, handle your bis nigga
This ain't your year nigga, I'll split your wig nigga
Take a qwig nigga, this is the new South
We coming hola, what you talking bout
You niggaz still learning, we got they heads turning
We got the streets burning, this is a street sermon
That's what it is dummy, you niggaz chasing honey
We out here chasing money, jacked by G and running

That's what that is pimp
That's what that is pimp
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That's what that is pimp
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Overall Meaning

The song "Dat’s What Dat Is" by Paul Wall featuring Killer Mike and H.A.W.K. is a bold and unapologetic song that speaks on a variety of topics like gang culture, violence, and survival in the streets. The song also touches on how one should move and conduct their business, emphasizing the importance of prioritizing making money over trying to prove oneself in the streets.


The song starts off by introducing Killer Mike and H.A.W.K, both from the South, who put it down with their verses. The chorus repeats the phrase “That's what that is pimp” several times, which is believed to be a reference to the song's straightforwardness, authenticity, and honesty.


As the song progresses, Paul Wall addresses several themes like gang violence, drug dealing, protecting oneself, and the importance of being streetwise. He speaks about enforcing his power in the streets by using his 50 cal. click, which is a reference to his firearm. He also emphasizes the importance of being financially stable, as well as the inevitability of death, and how one must prepare for it.


Overall, "Dat’s What Dat Is" is a classic example of a Southern hip-hop song that does not shy away from addressing controversial and complex topics that exist within oppressed communities. It puts an emphasis on the importance of surviving the streets by being street smart and doing what needs to be done to get ahead.


Line by Line Meaning

Killer kill from the Ville, Killer Mike
I am Killer Kill from the Ville, Killer Mike


In the motherfucking building nigga
I am currently present and active in this building


Y'all already know, Killa kill putting it down
You are already aware that I, Killa Kill, am handling my business


New South Movement, mo'fucker
I represent the New South Movement


New South Movement, South Lee Southwest Click
The New South Movement is comprised of the South Lee Southwest Click


That's what that is pimp
That is the current state of things


That's what that is pimp
That is the current state of things


Now loving, is the size of my shoe
The person I am pursuing only values material possessions


And that's the new size that'll hold you, let your shit come through
I have acquired expensive clothing to impress my potential partner


See one deep I'm whooping clicks, gangs
I am capable of defeating entire groups of rival gang members on my own


With my 50 Cal. click, bang I'm gangsta walking with that trick aim
I carry a powerful 50 caliber firearm and confidently walk like a gangster with precise aim


My nuts hang, like D-boys on the corner
My confidence and masculinity are comparable to drug dealers on the street corner


And I could send a bitch nigga, a Bengal like Ty Warner
I have the ability to hurt or even kill those who disrespect me


I'm standing on a soap box, preaching the gospel
I am using my platform to share my knowledge and advice


On how you should move them coke rocks, and protect yo glocks
I am offering advice on how to properly sell drugs and protect your firearms


And turn your projects, into Ft. Knox
I suggest you fortify your neighborhood to protect yourself and your property


It just a fo' night, with two 44 glocks
I am always armed with two 44 caliber firearms


Now rise and shine it's a kick do', for your pies and pine
It is time to wake up and hustle for money


I'm riding off in the sunset, the horizon's mine
I am retiring from the game to enjoy my success


Everybody dies in time, but how will you pass
Death is inevitable, but how will you be remembered?


In a million dollar mansion, or dead broke on your ass
Will you die wealthy and successful, or poor and unhappy?


Think fast, cause your number is coming up
Death can come unexpectedly, so always be prepared


And ain't no second chances, when the killers is running up
If you are not cautious, you will not survive an attack from killers


I step into the club, in a fresh white T
I enter the club looking stylish


Looking for a one night wife, to delight me
I am pursuing a temporary partner for the night


A lot of dudes claim, to be gangsta like Ice-T
Many people claim to be gangsters, but are actually soft like Ice-T


When in actuality, they sweeter than ice tea
In reality, they are not tough at all


Get your weight up homie, only the strong survive
You need to become stronger in order to survive in this world


Get off the bus and pay your dues, you don't belong on this ride
You need to demonstrate your worth and earn your place


I'm a full time playa, all about my hustle
I am always hustling and pursuing money


Demonstrating my muscle, if I get in a tussle
I am always ready for a physical altercation if necessary


If you got plex, I suggest you keep it hush-hush
If you have a problem with me, keep it quiet and to yourself


Cause boys wet up on that water, and you might get bust
If you try to cause trouble, you will likely be shot


I got to stay up on my note, so my game is sharper
I must remain sharp and focused to stay ahead


I can't be wiped out, I'm like a permanent marker
I cannot be easily removed or forgotten


Boys mean mugging in the club, repping they hood
Rival gang members are present in the club, representing their neighborhood


It's understood but cross that line, homie it ain't good
They can stare, but causing trouble will not end well


It's survival of the fittest, I'm the last one breathing
Life is a competition and I am the strongest and most enduring


While you in your bed sleeping, I'm still out here creeping
While you are resting, I am still active and hustling


Take your ass to church nigga, if you wanna learn better
If you want to improve yourself, go to church


Join Mase and Bethle-fuck him, I'm trying to get cheddar
I am focused on making money, not religious improvement


My stack will clearly show, my talent for moving blow
My money will prove my skill at selling drugs


And it's gangsta music, so fuck the status quote
This is gangster music and we do not care about societal expectations


Grown men talking, who let the children in
People who should know better are acting immature


Get the nine to spit it in, leave him smelling like chit-lens
Use your gun to kill him and leave his body smelling bad


I ain't playing I ain't joking, I'm rolling loaded and open
I am not joking around, I am ready for a fight


It's best you not provoking, this man when he pistol toting
You do not want to provoke a man with a gun


The 4-fiftha, will tuck turn toss twist you
The 45 caliber gun will harm and disorient you


Split you right down the middle, like a brand new swisha
You will be killed in a way similar to how a cigar is split in half


When the bullet hit you nigga, it rip and tear tissue
When you are hit by a bullet, your body will be severely damaged


Bullet bang, turn brains into baby batter
A gunshot can turn someone's brain into a liquid substance


Turn great matter, into antimatter
A bullet can convert a large object into a small one


Fuck your chitter-chatter, who's good better best badder
I do not care about your talk, I am only focused on being the best


Let the shotgun splitter splatter, who it hit child or bitch
The shotgun will harm anyone in its path, regardless of who they are


It don't matter, niggaz just handling bis'
We do not care who we hurt, we are just handling our business


Primetime guerilla gang, get his what it is
We are a gang that is active and aggressive


Last but not least, it's H.A. Dub
Finally, allow me to introduce myself as H.A. Dub


Buckshot slugs, you covered in blood
I am using buckshots that will make you bleed


Feel me cuz, or get drug in the mud
Understand me or face serious consequences


By these Texas thugs, who really don't show no love
We are Texas gangsters who do not have much compassion


That's what it is nigga, handle your bis nigga
This is the reality, handle your business accordingly


This ain't your year nigga, I'll split your wig nigga
You will not be successful this year and I will harm you


Take a qwig nigga, this is the new South
Pay attention to what is happening, this is the New South


We coming hola, what you talking bout
We are coming through, what are you talking about?


You niggaz still learning, we got they heads turning
You are still learning while we are already ahead


We got the streets burning, this is a street sermon
Our gang is active and influential, this is a message to the streets


That's what it is dummy, you niggaz chasing honey
This is the reality, you are chasing temporary pleasure


We out here chasing money, jacked by G and running
We are out here pursuing money, using violence if necessary




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: EUGENE RECORD, PAUL WALL, PAUL MICHAEL SLAYTON

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