B.G. - Fuck These Hoez lyrics
B.G. [Christopher Noel Dorsey] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[B.G. - Fuck These Hoez lyrics]
Yeah, yeah! yeah, yeah!
Yeah, yeah! Run it like this
I don't sweat no bitches, I only issue dick
I only dick in the split's
I never have been a trick
I label hoes as hoes, you can't be my boo
Bitch, I be home too
So how the fuck I'ma do for you
Alize and Tanquerae had my dick ready
The jelly heavy, greasy
Cause when it's tight it tease me
Cause, I nut easy, bitch please, me and suck
Ya wanna be greedy, so catch my fuckin nut
Hoes wanna be my ol lady, have my baby
Bitch ya must be crazy, tryin to glaze me
Wanna rep, lets see ya play me
Ya get left under daisies ho
If ya tryin to fade me
My old ho, I had to ex the bitch
She got grazed
When a nigga sprayed, so get on ya way
Good day i ain't no good
I'ma dog anyway that's bout pimpin and livin
Gots too much game to be slippin
No trickin, just dickin, pussy
I gots to have it but before I get money
I supply my fuckin habit
BG jockin? Never, bitch you can't handle
Have fakes and they done
The bitch gets ass broke
That's how it is, all my hoes get bounced
I knock the pussy out
Then I shoot straight for the mouth
It's no doubt, I gets dirty, say bitch
How you figga? Call me a real ass, dog ass
Dick servin nigga
I ain't lovin no mans daughter
I fuck a ho and ride i stay high til I die
I lay dat pipe down then bye
You could try to get some snaps
But it ain't no haps
I fuck white, black, Hispanic and japs
My dick is made of iron, once it's rock
It's on hit a bag of that bomb
Break ya off then bring ya home
BG and LT be teamin up and trainin
I toss a ho, he toss a ho, Cash Money, weed
And drainin
Stay in line ho, get ya mind right bitch
Keep ya mouth shut, get smart
Nigga off in ya shit
That's how real niggas play it
All these rookies can't take it
Ya'll outdated, CMB can't be faded
Take it how ya wanna, bring it how ya feel
Hardest Hot comin, ho I represent the real
Bat a bitch up, Smack a bitch up
Get buck, try to rush me
I'll back a bitch up
Serve coke by the pound, BG get down
VL locked up, he'll touch down
My motherfuckin round
Uptown is where I'm from, VL is where we be
AKs is what we pack, the title is BG
Head bussin niggas, examples we settin
All these fake niggas threatin
Lettin these hoes disrespect 'em
But, I'm checkin 'em
Fuck these bitches dick suckin hoes
These hoes ain't dishin nothin
But some good mouth off Top
These bow-lows, ho
Droppin these bow-lows in these hoes mouth
What, What what, What what, What yeah
Some of these niggas is bitches too
Don't love ya don't need ya
So why the fuck would I feed ya?
What's up?
My nigga KC got 10 year for doggin these hoes
76, William B in this motherfucker
Bet it, man understand, bet it, man2x
I don't give a fuck about a ho
Cause da bitch ain't shit
A ho 'gon be a ho, a bitch 'gon be a bitch
Stay above da ho, don't love da ho
If ya a thug, when it's over
You'll shove da ho
Nigga kill dat conversation bout yo
Ho you say I fucked she tryin to duck
But, I fucked and nigga what
You trippin on my set and you disrespectin
Nigga better steppin fo' I leave
Dat ass wet and
You upsettin my fuckin nerve, I relent
That chopper leave you wet and
Knock yo shit loose in a second
Pussy protectin
I fuck baby mamas in this section
Concert reckin
Bill Board chartin wit Black Connection
In affect and chopper totin, put ya coke in
Them niggas from China bringin it
In on a boat and
I snort that dopeman, but I ain't broke man
I thought you knew that
I dress in black, who dat, gon' do dat
Knock yo crew flat off the top
I get high and shoot back
Knock yo crew flat off the top
Don't know why I do that
Tryin to get my loot fat
Then I take it to the street
Interrupt my paper chasin then I'll
Take ya to the street
Ain't no fakin, nigga I'm erasin playa hatin
Rapin ya for ya life
Tryin to earn OG stripes
You hoes know you be feelin me
Trill nigga, real as can be
Yo? get spilled nigga
Cash Money Records representin to tha finish
Beef we winnin
Cause we stay spinnin a binn and
No laughin no grinnin, no he he
No bullshittin
Respect my mind, I'll put ya life to a endin
I don't like these messages through
These hoes you be sendin approach me bitch
We both supposed to be men and
I got the Mac-10 and the
Mac-9 and nigga try me
Drama to Cash Money, Hot Boyz, that's a hobby
I ain't lovin no mans daughter
I fuck a ho and ride i stay high til I die
I lay dat pipe down then bye
You could try to get some snaps
But it ain't no haps
I fuck white, black, Hispanic and japs
My dick is made of iron, once it's rock
It's on hit a bag of that bomb
Break ya off then bring ya home
BG and LT be teamin up and trainin
I toss a ho, he toss a ho, Cash Money, weed
And drainin
Stay in line ho, get ya mind right bitch
Keep ya mouth shut, get smart
Nigga off in ya shit
That's how real niggas play it
All these rookies can't take it
Ya'll outdated, CMB can't be faded
Take it how ya wanna, bring it how ya feel
Hardest Hot comin, ho I represent the real
Bat a bitch up, Smack a bitch up
Get buck, try to rush me
I'll back a bitch up
Serve coke by the pound, BG get down
VL locked up, he'll touch down
My motherfuckin round
Uptown is where I'm from, VL is where we be
AKs is what we pack, the title is BG
Head bussin niggas, examples we settin
All these fake niggas threatin
Lettin these hoes disrespect 'em
But, I'm checkin 'em
Fuck these bitches dick suckin hoes
These hoes ain't dishin nothin
But some good mouth off Top
These bow-lows, ho
Droppin these bow-lows in these hoes mouth
What, What what, What what, What yeah
Some of these niggas is bitches too
Don't love ya don't need ya
So why the fuck would I feed ya?
What's up?
My nigga KC got 10 year for doggin these hoes
76, William B in this motherfucker
Bet it, man understand, bet it, man
Yeah, yeah! Run it like this
I don't sweat no bitches, I only issue dick
I only dick in the split's
I never have been a trick
I label hoes as hoes, you can't be my boo
Bitch, I be home too
So how the fuck I'ma do for you
Alize and Tanquerae had my dick ready
The jelly heavy, greasy
Cause when it's tight it tease me
Cause, I nut easy, bitch please, me and suck
Ya wanna be greedy, so catch my fuckin nut
Hoes wanna be my ol lady, have my baby
Bitch ya must be crazy, tryin to glaze me
Wanna rep, lets see ya play me
Ya get left under daisies ho
If ya tryin to fade me
My old ho, I had to ex the bitch
She got grazed
When a nigga sprayed, so get on ya way
Good day i ain't no good
I'ma dog anyway that's bout pimpin and livin
Gots too much game to be slippin
No trickin, just dickin, pussy
I gots to have it but before I get money
I supply my fuckin habit
BG jockin? Never, bitch you can't handle
Have fakes and they done
The bitch gets ass broke
That's how it is, all my hoes get bounced
I knock the pussy out
Then I shoot straight for the mouth
It's no doubt, I gets dirty, say bitch
How you figga? Call me a real ass, dog ass
Dick servin nigga
I ain't lovin no mans daughter
I fuck a ho and ride i stay high til I die
I lay dat pipe down then bye
You could try to get some snaps
But it ain't no haps
I fuck white, black, Hispanic and japs
My dick is made of iron, once it's rock
It's on hit a bag of that bomb
Break ya off then bring ya home
BG and LT be teamin up and trainin
I toss a ho, he toss a ho, Cash Money, weed
And drainin
Stay in line ho, get ya mind right bitch
Keep ya mouth shut, get smart
Nigga off in ya shit
That's how real niggas play it
All these rookies can't take it
Ya'll outdated, CMB can't be faded
Take it how ya wanna, bring it how ya feel
Hardest Hot comin, ho I represent the real
Bat a bitch up, Smack a bitch up
Get buck, try to rush me
I'll back a bitch up
Serve coke by the pound, BG get down
VL locked up, he'll touch down
My motherfuckin round
Uptown is where I'm from, VL is where we be
AKs is what we pack, the title is BG
Head bussin niggas, examples we settin
All these fake niggas threatin
Lettin these hoes disrespect 'em
But, I'm checkin 'em
Fuck these bitches dick suckin hoes
These hoes ain't dishin nothin
But some good mouth off Top
These bow-lows, ho
Droppin these bow-lows in these hoes mouth
What, What what, What what, What yeah
Some of these niggas is bitches too
Don't love ya don't need ya
So why the fuck would I feed ya?
What's up?
My nigga KC got 10 year for doggin these hoes
76, William B in this motherfucker
Bet it, man understand, bet it, man2x
I don't give a fuck about a ho
Cause da bitch ain't shit
A ho 'gon be a ho, a bitch 'gon be a bitch
Stay above da ho, don't love da ho
If ya a thug, when it's over
You'll shove da ho
Nigga kill dat conversation bout yo
Ho you say I fucked she tryin to duck
But, I fucked and nigga what
You trippin on my set and you disrespectin
Nigga better steppin fo' I leave
Dat ass wet and
You upsettin my fuckin nerve, I relent
That chopper leave you wet and
Knock yo shit loose in a second
Pussy protectin
I fuck baby mamas in this section
Concert reckin
Bill Board chartin wit Black Connection
In affect and chopper totin, put ya coke in
Them niggas from China bringin it
In on a boat and
I snort that dopeman, but I ain't broke man
I thought you knew that
I dress in black, who dat, gon' do dat
Knock yo crew flat off the top
I get high and shoot back
Knock yo crew flat off the top
Don't know why I do that
Tryin to get my loot fat
Then I take it to the street
Interrupt my paper chasin then I'll
Take ya to the street
Ain't no fakin, nigga I'm erasin playa hatin
Rapin ya for ya life
Tryin to earn OG stripes
You hoes know you be feelin me
Trill nigga, real as can be
Yo? get spilled nigga
Cash Money Records representin to tha finish
Beef we winnin
Cause we stay spinnin a binn and
No laughin no grinnin, no he he
No bullshittin
Respect my mind, I'll put ya life to a endin
I don't like these messages through
These hoes you be sendin approach me bitch
We both supposed to be men and
I got the Mac-10 and the
Mac-9 and nigga try me
Drama to Cash Money, Hot Boyz, that's a hobby
I ain't lovin no mans daughter
I fuck a ho and ride i stay high til I die
I lay dat pipe down then bye
You could try to get some snaps
But it ain't no haps
I fuck white, black, Hispanic and japs
My dick is made of iron, once it's rock
It's on hit a bag of that bomb
Break ya off then bring ya home
BG and LT be teamin up and trainin
I toss a ho, he toss a ho, Cash Money, weed
And drainin
Stay in line ho, get ya mind right bitch
Keep ya mouth shut, get smart
Nigga off in ya shit
That's how real niggas play it
All these rookies can't take it
Ya'll outdated, CMB can't be faded
Take it how ya wanna, bring it how ya feel
Hardest Hot comin, ho I represent the real
Bat a bitch up, Smack a bitch up
Get buck, try to rush me
I'll back a bitch up
Serve coke by the pound, BG get down
VL locked up, he'll touch down
My motherfuckin round
Uptown is where I'm from, VL is where we be
AKs is what we pack, the title is BG
Head bussin niggas, examples we settin
All these fake niggas threatin
Lettin these hoes disrespect 'em
But, I'm checkin 'em
Fuck these bitches dick suckin hoes
These hoes ain't dishin nothin
But some good mouth off Top
These bow-lows, ho
Droppin these bow-lows in these hoes mouth
What, What what, What what, What yeah
Some of these niggas is bitches too
Don't love ya don't need ya
So why the fuck would I feed ya?
What's up?
My nigga KC got 10 year for doggin these hoes
76, William B in this motherfucker
Bet it, man understand, bet it, man