Various Artists:

Der Hoe Songtext

I'm not sayin' I'm Jesus
But I say to go and let that almost every day
We don't park on right sit when we walk through the hood and I'll give a shot
You know what I mean?
We don't turn all around
We turn the motherfucker dope
Dope fiends and dope hands
Until profit will stuck, stuck and product all these innocence

I hate to say it but most of my niggas in prison to jail
You told me it's tough to believe in God when you livin' in hell
When guns will be loaded and bodies be dropin' the shit every day
Your mama's a Christian, her only position is continue to pray
Crack babies all in the hood, don't beat all over the jag
When niggas was sellin' their uncle, they just come up with a check
My young nigga callin', they told me that I try to move on the ghetto
Cuz she just may walk out the door and the police can shoot him whenever
I'm rasin' the city if there is a problem, you know, call the cops
Nigga the shit is so real, in the field, we pray with the Glocks
Our father which are in heaven
Hollows will be in the clip, I pray that you send me a blessin'
My message to young's is pick up a book and let's put down the heat
Murders on top of the murders, another one covered in sheets
Another memorial, candles and teddy bears all in the streets
Another lil nigga who face on the shirt as he resting in peace
Just cuz you throwin' a life away, that do not mean that you gangster
I don't consider that real when they go flashin' the bando
Niggas who really bang violence they only movin' in silence
Niggas react on emotions, just show me they locked of the knowledge
Just being honest, restricted our minds from seein' the world, we holdin' it hostage
Go and get some money put your mama up into a crib nigga
Never hated on whoever made it, that's a real nigga
Pray for my mind and pray for my soul and cover my body
Lord, they think I'm part of Illuminati
Only because of this fuckin' Buggati
The niggas with me, we'll shot out the party
So many blessing but still I'll be stressin'
I just want some help from this bitch that I'm taxin'
Is it too much that I ask for?
Trust in this while my carrier's slow
My niggas don't wanna see me grow
Fuck it, you ain't gotta understand
Get it pop it like a frame pen
Sick away I need to dip plan
Seven figures on my new events
Lord know screamin' fuck 'em all
They pop and miss it, now they all involve
They double hit me but I miss the cause
Ain't no hungry I just want all
Down there nigga ain't no love lost
Buildin' mind just like I'm a real boss
Hoodi nations to my inspiration?

Fallow me to my destinations

I'm not sayin' I'm Jesus
But I say to go and let that almost every day
We don't park on right sit when we walk throw the hood and I'll give a shot
You know what I mean?
We don't turn all around
We turn the motherfucker dope
Dope fans and dope hands
Until profit will stuck, stuck and product all these innocence