C-Murder, Traci, Ms. Peaches, Mia X - Down For My B's lyrics

Fuck them bitches
Ladies, I ain't forget about y'all
I'm down for my bitches too you heard me
TRU Records respect us
I'd die for my bitches
Fuck them other bitches

Fuck them other bitches
Fuck them ragged ass hoes
Fuck them other bitches
Fuck them trifling ass hoes
Fuck them other bitches
Fuck them dirty ass hoes ole' nasty ass hoes
Ole' stank ass hoes

Man fuck them bitches
You think I'm worried bout them hoes
All that mugging and bugging bitch
I ain't bout no trouble
Now you done let your girls buck
You up with all that yapping


Bitch I'm bout action if you ain't know who
I am I don't give a fuck
You got it on your mind well
Bitch it's on my mind too
Whatever, whenever shit I'ma bring that
Fucking noise to you
You and your click hollin' I'm
Bout this and bout that
Well me and my girls bitch we gone
Show fa sho' we doubt that
Them hoes mad cause I'm down
With TRU Records riding Excursions
DVD's on chrome interior leather
But, I bet you
Them hoes don't, want to fuck with me
I got a click of gangsta
Bitches that'll bust for me
If you ain't heard this and that I
Tell a hoe to her face
Don't give a fuck what you got on
You from that blade to that mace
Cause if a hoe gone shake man
That hoe better kill me
Cause if I'm still breathing I'ma make
Sure that bitch feel me

Back up off me bitch, my time recognize
Get up off me trick 'fore
I expose your insides
Fuck you bitch, remix, we can take it outside
So these hoes can see, how real chicks ride
Where they at, there they go
Can't stand no fake hoe no stank hoe
No think she could when she can't hoe
Confronting me with that bullshit
Liquor flow hoe
You slow, make me bugged and shit
But not no more how many hoes wanna go
Against this chick right here
Caps still and throwing this here
With g-nice I'm right here
You bout to sneeze ooh
Look bitch I'm right here
Go ahead and talk that shit
I'ma still be right here
So how you think you posted up in your face
With your nigga
Think you need to step back so
You could see a clearer picture
And girl, we here to let these bitches know
(what Trac') girl fuck what you going and
Fuck what you stand fo'

Fuck them other bitches looking
Hard in the club
Trying to bump cause they hating thinking
To jump in the club
Trying to stunt in the club
Like y'all bout that shit
We spraying mace dead in your face
Straight run you out that bitch
Y'all hoes can pick if you want
But, I'm not that bitch
What, headline gone read Mama
Popped that thug and about my click
We so thick and we stay so fly
I guess that's why you chickenheads
Can bust a evil eye well please, don't try
Let the alcohol or the song bust you
Straight razor cut you bunch
Of messy ugly motherfuckers
Run up like we soft cause
We pretty as mountains you bitch you
We fin to remmy red bottles to hit you
You bitch you, and it ain't over till the
Paramedics come and get you
High beamed up on stretchers you
And your bitch crew
We gone ride, we gone walk
Better know where you walk cause uh
We go fo'
My bitches don't start but they do wild out
We knock the gums out your mouth
Before we even get it out, fuck em

Fuck them other bitches
Cause, I'm down for my bitches
Fuck them other bitches
I bust rounds for my bitches
Fuck them other bitches
I'm gone clown for my bitches
Fuck them other bitches
It's all about my bitches

Fuck them other bitches
Cause, I rides for my bitches
Fuck them other bitches
I just tore up your tire with my bitches

Fuck them other bitches
I gets money jump slides with my bitches
Fuck them other bitches
It's all about my bitches