[La talking] look uh hurr, I'm tired of all these micrphone killin' ass hoes Yah know wha I'm talkin' Da type of hoes das gon' run mouth behind the muthafuckin' mic But aint kill shit and aint gon' let shit die These studio gang-style Talkin' all dat muthafuckin' Bitch bring dat on to tha doe' come on hoe on let's go
Don't it hoe (hoe) You gotta it hoe (hoe) Now don't be hoe (hoe) You bring it hoe (hoe) 'cause' I'm da bitchy, da bitchy, Da bitchy, bitchy, da bitchy, Bitchy you love to You think you know me (bitch) But you don't me hoe (hoe) You wanna start some shit den it to da doe' I'm da bitchy, da bitchy, bitchy Da bitchy, bitchy, da bitchy, you love to hate
1] Da bitch, but I'm packin' da fat ass beer belly Niggas wanna get in my shit, but they aint If it's you wanna get den go get it If I'm not strapped den I'm packin' da I don't give a fuck cut chu' bitches up spaghetti off 70 rounds so don't test me I'm out hurr doin' my thang, you gon' let me I'ma keep keepin' it real, so sweat it Fight a bitch over a nigga I petty Put em' in da wit' da bump of da chevy Holla at my Big Steady das so heavy He be droppin' pounds of dat shit no waitin' See yo' gurl den pushed it and she ridin' da big boi Hooked up wit' da Hypnotized Camp so don't me Shall not no games when it come to dat ghetty I don't love none of you bitches, you steady
Don't it hoe (hoe) You bring it hoe (hoe) Now be sangin' hoe (hoe) You bring it hoe (hoe) 'cause' I'm da bitchy, da bitchy, Da bitchy, bitchy, da bitchy, Bitchy you love to You you know me bitch (bitch) But you know me hoe (hoe) You wanna some shit den bring it to da doe' I'm da bitchy, da bitchy, bitchy Da bitchy, bitchy, da bitchy, Bitchy you to hate
{pieces of If You From My Hood by Project Pat} 2] I got a smile, fake style for you bitches think you wild Let me see you do some thangs, while you over hurr talkin' Yeah, I hurr you bitch But to me dat aint shit Who do da talkin' at yo' funeral when you in da ditch? See I be hoes, but I will (?) fa sho to see yo' bitch to draw a crowd, I aint gon' do nothin' doe' For dat I got some manners to take it to da highest level We can fight or we can shoot dem thangs mayne its I be innocent waitin' for a incident Soon some go down you betta know La Chat gon' be in it I'm gon' gather up my crew, den we after you If my crew don't dat mean I'm comin' wit' grenades fool no need in watchin' me you betta watch yo' back hoe Tell yo' mammy to lock da and keep da fuckin' curtains closed rewind and listen good again before you get done in Know'z you a hata in descise to be my friend
Don't it hoe (hoe) You gotta it hoe (hoe) Now don't be hoe (hoe) You bring it hoe (hoe) I'm da bitchy, da bitchy, bitchy Da bitchy, bitchy, da bitchy, Bitchy you love to You think you me bitch (bitch) But you don't me hoe (hoe) You wanna start some shit den bring it to da I'm da bitchy, da bitchy, bitchy Da bitchy, bitchy, da bitchy, you love to hate
3] I'm talkin' shit 'cause' it's you hoes dat always be You you know me, guess again 'cause' you got me mistakin' I keep my crew mayne it's cheese dat I gotta be makin' Can't go to jail den it's my freedom dem be takin' You think you slick with it, you bitches I'm you fakin' And for you I don't love you, your pockets I'm breakin' You war I got a friend dat I'm bringin' and datin' A 9 rhuga with tha handle up in da tapin' So tell me why you bitches always be to diss If you aint heard dat I'm a dat be handelin' fist I hope you think before you about fuckin' wit' dis I know you wanna go and up wit' cha dick No disrepect da way I it that's always gon' be I got my dat tell yo' address and where you gon' sleep Go to yo' house I'm one of the bitches that be da beat I'm tired of startin' shit, hopin' they fuckin' wit' me
Don't it hoe (hoe) You bring it hoe (hoe) Now be sangin' hoe (hoe) You bring it hoe (hoe) 'cause' I'm da bitchy, da bitchy, Da bitchy, bitchy, da bitchy, Bitchy you love to You think you know me (bitch) But you know me hoe (hoe) You wanna start shit den bring it to da doe' I'm da bitchy, da bitchy, bitchy Da bitchy, bitchy, da bitchy, you love to hate