Lyrics
Guess who? The down ass nigga Boss
Speakin' on how you mother****ers'll be getting' shot clear the **** off!
If you keep talkin' that bullshit 'cause all niggas ain't hoes
And I'm-a be the one to let ya stray ass know, mother****er
So many niggas, keep a file on 'em, state to state mother****er
Your draws got too many mother****ing miles on 'em
But then again so many fakin' the **** claimin' they getting' it
But on the real they really ain't getting shit
Steadily stressin' you knockin' the boots yo bitch ass please
You's a nappy headed havin', hoe ass rooty poot G
And any mother****er can see for her damn self
Niggas that's talkin' the most bullshit ain't even buldgin' up under them belts
Your fake ass wanna be a pimp mother****er!
Ya heard me right brother, this mother****er here don't stutter
You no where next to the pimp you wanting to be, oh no
Getting your nut on the solo from get go was a no no!
Don't even think about steppin' to me see!
I'm tellin' ya like it is mother****er
I know the mother****ing recipe
Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(Gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(Gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
If yous a tramp ass nigga or no good nigga you get dissed quick!
But ain't no tellin' ya know my personalities split
I could just gank you for your shit without a warning or **** it
Shoot you now and get all this shit over with by the morning
Hell yeah I'm feelin' on full too mother****er
Another reason ya hoe cards pulled fool
I'm down with all this shit you poppin' hell ****in' Naw
I don't wanna put a stoppin' to your hoe hoppin'
'Cause when ya' runnin' the mother****ing streets
In between the sheets every week screwin' freak after freak
Boss is straight kickin' in the do' at ya crib
With enough time to kill a 40 O.Z. that's how I live!
Jackin' for cash and jewelry and all that shit
Then off to the pawn shop to get another fat ass grip
And that's exactly how it is G on the real tip, tip, tip
I know the mother****ing recipe
Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(Gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(Gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(Gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(Gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
And ya too cool ass niggas tickle me ain't nothin' stranger
Than you thinkin' that yous a big ****in' dangler
'Cuz nothing's goin on but this rent so I wish you would
Come with that bullshit bullshit, **** you and ya' manhood
Huh! respect for a nigga, I ain't got it see
Perverted ass rusty bastards, be all musty and shitty
Then always wanna hug up you say, "What up?"
They ready to stick it in, I ain't no mingler
So I'm puttin' up my middle finger yo!
I'm through with all the bullshit
(Awww ****in' eat a bitch up till ya hiccup)
Naw trick! Eat this shit up till' ya spit up
Ya need to be givin this shit up bet ya didn't know humpin'
Everything that wiggle and jiggle will make that shit shrivel
Punks be wit ya on, and on, and on till' the break a dawn
Once ya pregnant its a different segment
The motha****as gone with the quickness!
Only thing you'll get from the B
Is put quick on the shit list!
So to the ladies if you're asking
Me how I figure they just some mo
No good, niggas hungry ass
Niggas, niggas, niggas, niggas, niggas
Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(Gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(Gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(Gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(Gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
Speakin' on how you mother****ers'll be getting' shot clear the **** off!
If you keep talkin' that bullshit 'cause all niggas ain't hoes
And I'm-a be the one to let ya stray ass know, mother****er
So many niggas, keep a file on 'em, state to state mother****er
Your draws got too many mother****ing miles on 'em
But then again so many fakin' the **** claimin' they getting' it
But on the real they really ain't getting shit
Steadily stressin' you knockin' the boots yo bitch ass please
You's a nappy headed havin', hoe ass rooty poot G
And any mother****er can see for her damn self
Niggas that's talkin' the most bullshit ain't even buldgin' up under them belts
Your fake ass wanna be a pimp mother****er!
Ya heard me right brother, this mother****er here don't stutter
You no where next to the pimp you wanting to be, oh no
Getting your nut on the solo from get go was a no no!
Don't even think about steppin' to me see!
I'm tellin' ya like it is mother****er
I know the mother****ing recipe
Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(Gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(Gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
If yous a tramp ass nigga or no good nigga you get dissed quick!
But ain't no tellin' ya know my personalities split
I could just gank you for your shit without a warning or **** it
Shoot you now and get all this shit over with by the morning
Hell yeah I'm feelin' on full too mother****er
Another reason ya hoe cards pulled fool
I'm down with all this shit you poppin' hell ****in' Naw
I don't wanna put a stoppin' to your hoe hoppin'
'Cause when ya' runnin' the mother****ing streets
In between the sheets every week screwin' freak after freak
Boss is straight kickin' in the do' at ya crib
With enough time to kill a 40 O.Z. that's how I live!
Jackin' for cash and jewelry and all that shit
Then off to the pawn shop to get another fat ass grip
And that's exactly how it is G on the real tip, tip, tip
I know the mother****ing recipe
Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(Gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(Gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(Gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(Gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
And ya too cool ass niggas tickle me ain't nothin' stranger
Than you thinkin' that yous a big ****in' dangler
'Cuz nothing's goin on but this rent so I wish you would
Come with that bullshit bullshit, **** you and ya' manhood
Huh! respect for a nigga, I ain't got it see
Perverted ass rusty bastards, be all musty and shitty
Then always wanna hug up you say, "What up?"
They ready to stick it in, I ain't no mingler
So I'm puttin' up my middle finger yo!
I'm through with all the bullshit
(Awww ****in' eat a bitch up till ya hiccup)
Naw trick! Eat this shit up till' ya spit up
Ya need to be givin this shit up bet ya didn't know humpin'
Everything that wiggle and jiggle will make that shit shrivel
Punks be wit ya on, and on, and on till' the break a dawn
Once ya pregnant its a different segment
The motha****as gone with the quickness!
Only thing you'll get from the B
Is put quick on the shit list!
So to the ladies if you're asking
Me how I figure they just some mo
No good, niggas hungry ass
Niggas, niggas, niggas, niggas, niggas
Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(Gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(Gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(Gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(Gotta let a hoe be a hoe)