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lirik lagu dj sound – hoes aint just hoes

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(intro)
[dj sound ~ k!llin mothaf~ckaz remix plays in the background]
~coughs~ mane i’m high than a mothaf~cka
what’s up player 1, whats up mane
mane, what’s up
mane, a n~gga high than a mothaf~cka mane
i wonder if that d~mn fool still up under the mothaf~ckin’ car mane
wonder if that d~mn n~gga still alive
is this mothaf~cka still~
ay~ aye n~gga?
n~gga you still alive up under there?
~m~ffled screaming~
aye b~tch, shut your mouth
mane this mothaf~cka still alive up under here mane
aye mane i gotta go k!ll this b~tch mane
this mothaf~cka still~
mothaf~cka still alive mane!
yeah sound bump him on the curb mane
bump him on that curb mane
k!ll this b~tch

(hook)
hoes~ hoes ain’t just hoes, it’s some n~ggas thats some hoes g
busta n~ggas talking jealous, two~faced ass boys
hoes ain’t just hoes, it’s some n~ggas thats some hoes g
busta n~ggas talking busta n~ggas talking busta n~ggas
hoes ain’t just hoes, it’s some n~ggas thats some hoes g
busta n~ggas talking jealous, two~faced ass boys
(verse 1: lil bay)
hoes ain’t just hoes it’s some n~ggas with they d~cks tucked up under
no wonder, how can a trick b~tch come run up
to k!llaz, out of frayser, that’s flat~foot, that’ll lay ya
on ya backside, when we ride on any mothaf~cka that’s weak
you suckas better watch out for the clique, cause we splittin’ wigs
sittin’ back watchin’ this n~gga get they own mothaf~ckin’ wig
(calm down lil bay) f~ck that, i’m here to cut em’ now
(go on my n~gga and put some gas to the f~ckin’ fire)
(gunshots) you can’t f~ck with lil bay, see
i told you once i’m a real n~gga and you b~tches gone have to k!ll me
cause i’m comin’ harder than ever, never, never will i fold up
you tried to pull my hoe card, you got this n~gga f~cked up
now draw that old pump, and let me see what the h~ll you got
and don’t hesitate, if your ass don’t make a move then you gotta die
boom, blast, rat~at~at, ping pop, trick
drop b~tch, or your ass gonna have to deal with the f~ckin’ cl!ck
settling all this sh~t, like some mothaf~ckin cowboys
so don’t get mad when i call you a hoe just bring on the f~ckin’ noise

(hook)
hoes ain’t just~
hoes ain’t just~
hoes ain’t just~
hoes ain’t just~
hoes ain’t just hoes, it’s some n~ggas thats some hoes g
(verse 2: bl~~dy bones)
it’s my turn to bust, a rap about these n~ggas with generic nuts
feel the blast from the f~ckin’ tone, it’s on, feel the hot bullet as it breaks through your f~cking bones
bl~~dy bones, taking hoes out, drop them dead, on they back and puttin’ that pistol in his mouth
now that’s what i’m talkin’ ’bout, n~ggas talking all that sh~t, and still get they wig split
aiming at yo mothaf~ckin’ jugular, with my
15 shot glock bust a hoe, buckle up
n~ggas try to clown over petty sh~t
pop goes the glock, leaving yo guts lookin’ like spaghetti, b~tch
f~ck the backseat or the mothaf~ckin’ trunk, tie him up
under the mothaf~ckin’ bumper, do ’bout 90 over speed bumps
gut his ass and leave his ass a bl~~dy mess
face, crushed up, and his f~cking wrist stretched
when you see me comin’ strike a pose like a hoe, see
my n~gga, it’s some n~ggas thats some hoes g

(hook)
hoes ain’t just~
hoes ain’t just~
hoes ain’t just~
hoes ain’t just~
busta n~ggas talking jealous, two~faced ass boys

(verse 3: n~gga creep)
hoeish ass n~gga, i’m just tired of this talking sh~t
time to let you bustas know that n~gga creep ain’t taking it
grab my glock, once a n~gga drop, ain’t got no time to make my cheese
busta ass n~ggas be talkin’ that sh~t, like i said they known as enemies
so plan to see, before i jump yo house and shoot ya momma up
i don’t really give a care cause i’m a devil worshipper
(?) then i’m puttin’ these n~ggas in my f~ckin’ trunk
leave a n~gga all smoked out, until his mothaf~ckin’ body funk
grab containers and a strainer, put some salt in your blood
grab a cup and sit right back cause that would keep me higher than the bud
my n~ggas dropping bodies like they workin’ for the ups
b~tches (?) cause i k!ll like federal express
n~ggas constantly sayin’ they get some bread, and it ain’t gone be sh~t
now you ducks want to be my friend cause i’m riding cutlass on you tricks
so to all you devil~facing n~ggas all up in my face, i’mma stuff this thizzang down your throat, now try to say yo grace
(hook)
hoes ain’t just~
hoes ain’t just~
hoes ain’t just~
hoes ain’t just~
hoes ain’t just hoes, it’s some n~ggas thats some hoes g

(verse 4: dirty red)
beat them hoes, beat them tricks, drop they bodies off in the ditch
let em’ know its the 94, and n~ggas ain’t taking no sh~t
no regrets, no remorse, cause k!llers ain’t got no love b~tch
you just realized that you’s a victim of this thug sh~t
slugs tricks, in a b~tch for stepping up to a trill one
steal one, steal one, to let you know i’m for real son
n~ggas, it’s on, you bustas have entered the danger zone
real sh~t, thick sh~t, the sh~t that’ll make a cop quit
his job, p~ss em’ off
n~ggas, k!llaz, i’m coming like a gorilla
in the jungle, on a vine, on a vine, on a vine
(gunshots) i gots to get mine
c~ck my nine, it’s time, for a k!lling
a lot of blood spilling, cause you done crossed dirty red the villain
drillin’ n~ggas in the head, with my f~ckin’ infrared
down on the spot, cause these mark, lame, b~tches got a n~gga hot
boom, boom, i k!lled every b~tch, in the room
zoom from the spot, cause the swat got hot
now i’m on the run, these b~tches and bustas are trying to play me
it’s gonna be a murder, a f~ckin’ 187 g
dead bodies laying around, smoke from the .357 round
you shouldn’t have crossed a n~gga, you made me turn cold k!lla
spiller of the blood, of the guts like a robin hood
b~tch you should’ve recognized from the first place that it ain’t no love

(hook)
hoes ain’t just~
hoes ain’t just~
hoes ain’t just~
hoes ain’t just~
hoes ain’t just hoes, it’s some n~ggas thats some hoes g
hoes ain’t just hoes, it’s some n~ggas thats some hoes
busta~ busta n~ggas talking jealous, two~faced ass boys
hoes ain’t just hoes, it’s some n~ggas thats some hoes
busta~ busta n~ggas talking jealous, two~faced ass boys
hoes ain’t just hoes, it’s some n~ggas thats some hoes g
busta n~ggas talking jealous, two~faced ass boys
hoes ain’t just hoes, it’s some n~ggas thats some hoes g
busta n~ggas talking busta n~ggas talking busta n~ggas


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