Bitch be a ho Songtext

von DJ Clue

Dj Clue: Whaaaaaaaaaaaat!!!

Chorus 2X

R.O.C. (J.D.):
Now all my niggas say what(what)
We dont give a fuck(uh-huh), gotta let a bitch be a ho(hoooo)
Now all my niggas say what We dont give a fuck
Gotta let a nigga stack dough(money, money)

[J.D.]
All the niggas fuckin in between, be the the main man
Never get stuck on the scene without a game plan, understand
I went from pop lock into tops droppin
To one of the reasons why the day parties keep rockin
No stoppin niggas is like (wa-what?)
And shorty from the south keep fuckin it up
I'm the glitter and the gliss of this industry
Makin hits, is how ya'll remember me
Niggas dream to be like this one here
JD type cat dont dissapear
I'm the J to the E, R to the M A-I-N-E, got so many
Bitches I should set up shop Bettin against me,
Please! my bank dont stop
I come through, bumpin Clue, with a 7-5-0
Screamin, I gots to have it, I love the dough

Chorus 2X

[R.O.C.]
Nobody wanna fuck with the R.O.C.
Young G from the streets And he's banned from t.v.
Nobody said life was easy Out on the block
I got shot And nobody came to see me
Back on my feet Packed my heat Got back in the beef
Blazed it up Are ya muthafuckas lookin for me
Raized it up And now they see I'm makin rap songs
All I ask is my real doggs smash on...
I said yea and ya dont stop
Cuz its a 1-8-7 when ya fuck wit R.O.C.!!
I said yea and ya dont quit
I'm comin live from the Bricks wit the gangsta shit
All my niggas on the corner at the end of the block
Infront of the stores, shakin my dick at the lady cop
Shakin my clip Til the hatas drop
And I'm in a drop-top, bumpin down ya block And I'm dumpin

Chorus 2X

[J.D.]
I seen a lot of niggas go down the wrong path
And I learned from they mistakes, how to keep cash
In this world it's snakes,
I dont care, I dont break,
Pushin Benz, cuz a nigga know how to create
On and on like a jeep go
Any nigga standin in my way of my papers, automatically fonito
Suckin on the end of Rosco pico's
Trained to name Deleted from the muthafuckin game
Ain't no mo shoppin throught the glass
Beggin for ass If it ain't 1st class I let it pass
Ya'll that dont got it talkin all that trash
Tryin to play tough ya'll when ya really bitch-ass
I'm the cream of the crop The dream of the top
I'm the one they come and see when they dont want it to stop
I'm the bass, The snare,
The one that dont care Rip shit the fuck up then I'm outta here

Chorus 2X