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lil yo - hoes aint just hoes كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(devil sh_t is constantly comin’ out of my f_ckin’ mouth)
(now it’s catch up with your kind)
mane, i’m higher than a motherf_cker
(now it’s catch up with your kind)
what’s up player_, player 1, whats up, mane?
mane, nothin’, mane, nothin’ but n_ggas ain’t barrin’ that sh_t
(devil sh_t is constantly comin’ out of my f_ckin’ mouth)
(now it’s catch up with your kind)
mane, what’s up, with—
mane, a n_gga high than a motherf_cker, mane
i wonder if that d_mn fool still up under the motherf_ckin’ car, mane
(devil sh_t is constantly comin’ out of my f_ckin’ mouth)
what if that d_mn n_gga still alive
is this motherf_cker still a_
sh_t, aye, fool, aye, n_gga?
n_gga you still alive up under there?
_m_ffled screaming_
aye, aye, b_tch, shut your mof—
mane, this motherf_cker still alive up under here, mane
aye, mane, i gotta go k!ll this b_tch, mane
this motherf_cker still f_ck—
motherf_cker still alive, mane
yeah, sound, bump ’em on the curb, mane
bump ’em on that curb, mane
we tie that motherf_cker up, mane
fry this b_tch, mane
i’ma go k!ll this b_tch, you know what i’m sayin’
[chorus: dj sound & lil bay]
ho–hoes ain’t just hoes, it’s some n_ggas thats some hoes, g
buster n_ggas talkin’, jealous two_faced ass boys
hoes ain’t just hoes, it’s some n_ggas thats some hoes, g
buster n_ggas, talkin’–buster n_ggas talkin’, buster n_gga—
hoes ain’t just hoes, it’s some n_ggas thats some hoes, g
buster n_ggas talkin’, jealous two_faced ass boys

[verse 1: lil bay & mad maine]
hoes ain’t just hoes, it’s some n_ggas with they d_cks tucked up under
yo, wonder, how can a trick b_tch come run up to some k!llers outta frayser, that’s flat_foot gonna lay ya’ on your backside, and then ride on any motherf_cker that’s with ya’
you suckers better watch out for the cl!ck ’cause we splittin’ wigs, sittin’ back, watchin’ a n_gga dig they own motherf_ckin’ ditch
calm down, lil bay
f_ck that, i’m finna cut up now
well, 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 gon’ have to k!ll me, ’cause i’m comin’ harder than ever, never, never will i fold up, you tried to pull my ho card, you got this n_gga f_cked up
now draw down, punk, and let me see what the h_ll you got and don’t hesitate, ’cause your ass done faked a move, and you gotta die
boom, blast, rat_tat_tat, ping, pop, trick, drop, b_tch, or your ass gonna have to deal with the f_ckin’ cl!ck
saddlin’ all this sh_t, like some motherf_ckin’ cowboys, so don’t get mad when i call you a ho, just bring on the f_ckin’ noise

[chorus: lil bay]
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 time 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_ckin’ bones
bl__dy bones, takin’ 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 talkin’ all that sh_t, and still gettin’ they wig split
aimin’ at your motherf_ckin’ jugular
with my fifteen shot glock, buster ho, buckle up
n_ggas try to clown over petty sh_t
pop goes the glock, leavin’ your guts lookin’ like spaghetti, b_tch
f_ck the backseat, or the motherf_ckin’ trunk, tie him up
under the motherf_ckin’ bumper, do ’bout ninety over speed bumps
gut his ass so loose and leave his ass a bl__dy mess
face crunched up, and his f_ckin’ wrists is stretched
when you see me comin’, strike a pose like you bold, see
my n_gga, it’s some n_ggas that’s some hoes, g
[chorus: dj sound & lil bay]
hoes ain’t just—, hoes ain’t just—
hoes ain’t just—, hoes ain’t just—
buster n_ggas talkin’, jealous two_faced ass boys

[verse 3: n_gga creep]
hoish ass n_gga, i’m just tired of this talkin’ sh_t
time to let you busters know, that n_gga creep ain’t takin’ it
with my glock, make a buster n_gga drop, ain’t got no time to make my cheese
buster ass n_ggas be talkin’ that sh_t, like i said, they known as enemies
so plan to see, before i jump your house and shoot your mama up
i don’t really give a care, ’cause i’m a devil worshipper
what i mean by that, i’m puttin’ these n_ggas in my f_ckin’ trunk
leave a n_gga all smoked out, until his motherf_ckin’ body bump
grab containers and a strainer, put some salt in your blood
grab a cup and sit right back, ’cause that what keeps me higher than the bud
my n_ggas droppin’ bodies like they workin’ for the ups
b_tches found up towards a riff, ’cause i k!ll like federal express
n_ggas constantly sayin’ that, “clinton brady ain’t gon’ never be sh_t”
now you ducks want to be my friend, ’cause i’m ridin’ cutlass on you tricks
so to all you double_facin’ n_ggas all up in my face
i’ma stuff this thizzang down your throat, prepare to say your grace

[chorus: lil bay]
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 it’s the 9_4, and n_ggas ain’t takin’ 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 steppin’ up to a trill one
k!ll one, steal one, to let you know, i’m for real, son
get gone, it’s on, you busters have entered the danger zone
real sh_t, thick sh_t, the sh_t that’ll make a cop quit his job
’cause i mob, when i’m f_cked up, i rob
n_ggas, k!llers, i’m comin’ 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!llin’
a lot of blood spillin’, ’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 busters are tryin’ to play me
it’s gonna be a murder, a f_ckin’ 1_8_7, g
dead bodies layin’ around, smoke from the .357 round
you shouldn’t have crossed a n_gga, you made me turn cold k!ller
spiller of the blood, i’m the thug that likes to rob and mug
b_tch, you should’ve recognized in the first place that it ain’t no love

[chorus: dj sound & lil bay]
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
buster, buster n_ggas talkin’, jealous two_faced ass boys
hoes ain’t just hoes, it’s some n_ggas thats some hoes
buster, buster n_ggas talkin’, jealous two_faced ass boys
hoes ain’t just hoes, it’s some n_ggas thats some hoes, g
buster n_ggas talkin’, jealous two_faced ass boys
hoes ain’t just hoes, it’s some n_ggas thats some hoes, g
buster n_ggas talkin’—, buster n_ggas talkin’, buster n_ggas—

- lil yo

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