Ice-T - Bitches 2 lyrics
[Ice-T - Bitches 2 lyrics]
I once knew this brother
Who I thought was cool with me
Chilled out together
Even went to school with me
Fly nigga, my ace boon coon
Used to low ride together
Shot dice in the bathroom ya want trouble?
Well trouble ya found
Cause we diss ya, then issue
The critical beat down he needed money
I would always come through
Needed a car? He could use mine too
But bust this! Out on the street
People say he was riffin'
Callin' me a sucker
Talkin' bout how foul I'm livin'
Someone heard him
Poppin' that shit last week
Frontin' for some pussy
From some big-butt freak
Sayin' I'm his worker i was on his dick!
Talkin' that crazy old weak assed shit
And after all of that she still walked away
How ya gonna diss your boy to get some play?
And when I stepped to him about it
He said, "Who snitched?"
Yo, how did he go out?
He went out like a bitch! So ladies
We ain't just talkin' bout you
Cause some of you niggas is bitches too!
"You ain't nothing but a "Bitch!" "Nigga"
"Some of you niggas are bitches too"
I knew this brother named Mitch stone player
He meet a girl, in five minutes he'd lay her
Trucked crazy jewels hands smothered in ice
Been to prison not once, but twice
Kept a stupid thick posse made of thugs and
Crooks and hoods and vet hustlers
Who were up to no good
But they all stood behind him
And watched his back that's the only way
To roll on the track but yo
Mitch got rushed by feds last week
They snatchbared the trunk
Of his white Cornice took a look inside
And what did they see?
Two keys, and a gallon of PCP!
Oh shit! The thought crashed
Mitch's subliminal
Three strikes, that's called
Habitual criminal so instead of goin' under
He snitched on his whole posse
Maxed at the crib
And sipped Martini and Rossi
Sold out his whole crew that rat named Mitch
Yo, how did he go out?
He went out like a bitch! So ladies
We ain't just talkin' bout you
Cause some of you niggas is bitches too!
I knew this guy that was never that fly
Couldn't act cool even when he tried
When we played rough he always cried
When he told stories, he always lied
A Black brother
Who was missin' the cool part
He had the color
But was missin' the true heart
When we would fight
He would always go down quick
So he took karate
And he still got his ass kicked
But now he's married
And he kicks his wife's ass
Says it comes from problems
That he had in the past doesn't like Blacks
Claims he's upper class
Joined the police, got himself a badge
Now he rolls the streets
And he's out to jack doggin' young brothers
Cause they usually don't fight back
Got a White partner and he asked for that
And every night another head they crack
So now he's big man
But he really ain't shit!
Yo, how did he go out?
He went out like a bitch! So ladies
We ain't just talkin' bout you
Cause a lot of these pigs are bitches too!
Out one night with my crew and some new kid
I didn't know homeboy, but Evil E did
So I thought he was cool we rode in his ride
Rag top tray on Daytons lifted side to side
We hit the party deep niggas was hawkin' me
You could feel the vibe of thick artillery
Parliament was on, some OG shit
I put my back to the wall
And felt my pistol grip all of a sudden
Niggas started trippin'
Flippin', the record started skippin'
Wildin', fools started locn up gats cracked
The room started smokin' up
Me and "E" hit the floor
And then the back door
My boys let off an automatic encore
But when we made it out to the ride
It was gone, we had to shoot it out
Side by side
Punk left us there to die in a ditch!
Yo, how did he go out?
He went out like a bitch! So ladies
We ain't just talkin' bout you
Cause you scary-ass niggas is bitches too!
So if you're wonderin' why we
Lookin' at you funny, it's cause
(some of you niggas are bitches 2)
You always tell a brother you're gonna loan
Him money but you don't cause
(some of you niggas are bitches 2)
Yo, Aladdin, you know why they be frontin'?
I'mma tell you why
(some of you niggas are bitches 2)
You always act like you can fight
But when it's a real fight you find out
(some of you niggas are bitches 2)
"Yo, I'mma do it Ice, I'mma do it
Ice" No you ain't, no you ain't, cause
(some of you niggas are bitches 2)
A brother think he got backup
But he really don't cause
(some of you niggas are bitches 2)
I wouldn't even hit you with my fist
I'mma smack the shit out of you, cause
(some of you niggas are bitches 2)
I know the real brothers
Who I thought was cool with me
Chilled out together
Even went to school with me
Fly nigga, my ace boon coon
Used to low ride together
Shot dice in the bathroom ya want trouble?
Well trouble ya found
Cause we diss ya, then issue
The critical beat down he needed money
I would always come through
Needed a car? He could use mine too
But bust this! Out on the street
People say he was riffin'
Callin' me a sucker
Talkin' bout how foul I'm livin'
Someone heard him
Poppin' that shit last week
Frontin' for some pussy
From some big-butt freak
Sayin' I'm his worker i was on his dick!
Talkin' that crazy old weak assed shit
And after all of that she still walked away
How ya gonna diss your boy to get some play?
And when I stepped to him about it
He said, "Who snitched?"
Yo, how did he go out?
He went out like a bitch! So ladies
We ain't just talkin' bout you
Cause some of you niggas is bitches too!
"You ain't nothing but a "Bitch!" "Nigga"
"Some of you niggas are bitches too"
I knew this brother named Mitch stone player
He meet a girl, in five minutes he'd lay her
Trucked crazy jewels hands smothered in ice
Been to prison not once, but twice
Kept a stupid thick posse made of thugs and
Crooks and hoods and vet hustlers
Who were up to no good
But they all stood behind him
And watched his back that's the only way
To roll on the track but yo
Mitch got rushed by feds last week
They snatchbared the trunk
Of his white Cornice took a look inside
And what did they see?
Two keys, and a gallon of PCP!
Oh shit! The thought crashed
Mitch's subliminal
Three strikes, that's called
Habitual criminal so instead of goin' under
He snitched on his whole posse
Maxed at the crib
And sipped Martini and Rossi
Sold out his whole crew that rat named Mitch
Yo, how did he go out?
He went out like a bitch! So ladies
We ain't just talkin' bout you
Cause some of you niggas is bitches too!
I knew this guy that was never that fly
Couldn't act cool even when he tried
When we played rough he always cried
When he told stories, he always lied
A Black brother
Who was missin' the cool part
He had the color
But was missin' the true heart
When we would fight
He would always go down quick
So he took karate
And he still got his ass kicked
But now he's married
And he kicks his wife's ass
Says it comes from problems
That he had in the past doesn't like Blacks
Claims he's upper class
Joined the police, got himself a badge
Now he rolls the streets
And he's out to jack doggin' young brothers
Cause they usually don't fight back
Got a White partner and he asked for that
And every night another head they crack
So now he's big man
But he really ain't shit!
Yo, how did he go out?
He went out like a bitch! So ladies
We ain't just talkin' bout you
Cause a lot of these pigs are bitches too!
Out one night with my crew and some new kid
I didn't know homeboy, but Evil E did
So I thought he was cool we rode in his ride
Rag top tray on Daytons lifted side to side
We hit the party deep niggas was hawkin' me
You could feel the vibe of thick artillery
Parliament was on, some OG shit
I put my back to the wall
And felt my pistol grip all of a sudden
Niggas started trippin'
Flippin', the record started skippin'
Wildin', fools started locn up gats cracked
The room started smokin' up
Me and "E" hit the floor
And then the back door
My boys let off an automatic encore
But when we made it out to the ride
It was gone, we had to shoot it out
Side by side
Punk left us there to die in a ditch!
Yo, how did he go out?
He went out like a bitch! So ladies
We ain't just talkin' bout you
Cause you scary-ass niggas is bitches too!
So if you're wonderin' why we
Lookin' at you funny, it's cause
(some of you niggas are bitches 2)
You always tell a brother you're gonna loan
Him money but you don't cause
(some of you niggas are bitches 2)
Yo, Aladdin, you know why they be frontin'?
I'mma tell you why
(some of you niggas are bitches 2)
You always act like you can fight
But when it's a real fight you find out
(some of you niggas are bitches 2)
"Yo, I'mma do it Ice, I'mma do it
Ice" No you ain't, no you ain't, cause
(some of you niggas are bitches 2)
A brother think he got backup
But he really don't cause
(some of you niggas are bitches 2)
I wouldn't even hit you with my fist
I'mma smack the shit out of you, cause
(some of you niggas are bitches 2)
I know the real brothers