B****** Ain't S*** Lyrics

B****** Ain't S***but hose and tricks

B****** ain't s***but hose and tricks
lick on deez nutz and s*ck the d***
get's the f***out after you're done
and i hops in my[incomprehensible] to make a quick run

B****** ain't s***but hose and tricks
lick on deez nutz and s*ck the d***
get's the f***out after you're done
and i hops in my[incomprehensible] to make a quick run

i used to know a b**** named Eric Wright
we used to roll around and f*** the hose at night
tight than a mutharf**ka with the gangsta beats
and we was ballin' on the muthaf**kin' compton streets

peep,the s*** got deep and it was on
number 1 song after number 1 song
long as my muthaf**kin' pockets was fat
i didn't give a f*** where the b**** was at

but she was hangin' with a white b**** doin' the s*** she do
s*ckin' on his d*** just to get a buck or 2
and the few ends she got didn't mean nothin'
now she's suing 'cuz the s*** she be doin' aint s***

B**** can't hang with the streets,she found herself short
so now she's takin' me to court
it's real conversation for your a**
so recognize and pa*s to daz

now,as i'm rollin' with my n**** Dre and Eastwood
F****' hose,clockin' dough up to no good
we flip flop and serve hoes like flap jacks
but we don't love them hoes,b**** and it's like that

this is what you look for in a hoe who got cash flow
ya run up in them hose and grab the cash
and get your dash on
while you're chillin',with your homies and s***
and how my n***** kick the anthem like this ,beyach

B****** ain't s***but hose and tricks
lick on deez nutz and s*ck the d***
get's the f***out after you're done
and i hops in my[incomprehensible] to make a quick run

to the store,to get me a 40
snoop doggy dogg paged that must mean more hoes
so i head down the street to long beach
just so i could meet,a freak
to lick me from my head to my feet

and i'm here,now i'm ready to be done up
nothin' but homies around so i puts my gun up
B***** on my nuts like clothes
but i'm from the pound and we don't love them hoes

how could you trust a hoe?
'cuz a hoe's a trick
i dont love them tricks
'cuz a trick's a b****
and my d***'s constantly in her mouth
turnin' them trick a** hoes the f*** out now

i once had a b**** named Mandy May
used to be up in them guts like everyday
the p**** was the bomb,had a n*** on sprung
i was in love like a mouthaf**ka lickin' the protung

the homies used to tell me that she wasn't no good
but i'm the maniac in black,Mr.snoop Eastwood
so i figure n***** wouldn't trip with mine
guess what?got gaffled by one time

i'm back to the muthaf**kin' county jail
6 months on my chest,now it's time to bail
i get's released on a hot sunny day
My n**** D.O.C. and my homey Dr,Dre

Scooped in a coupe,snoop,we got news
your girl was trickin' while you was draped in your county blues
i aint been out a second
and already gotta do some muthaf**kin' chin checkin'

move up the block as we groove down the block
see,my girl's house,dre,pa*s the glock
kick in the do',i look on the flo'
it's my little cousin daz and he's f*****' my hoe,yo

(B***** ain't s***)
i uncocked my s***,i'm heart-broke but i'm still loc'ed
man,f*** a b****


B****** ain't s***but hose and tricks
lick on deez nutz and s*ck the d***
get's the f***out after you're done
and i hops in my[incomprehensible] to make a quick run

B****** ain't s***but hose and tricks
lick on deez nutz and s*ck the d***
get's the f***out after you're done
and i hops in my[incomprehensible] to make a quick run

(B****** ain't s***)
i dont give a f*** about a b****
(B****** ain't s***)
but i and her know that they can't fade this

'Cuz i'm doin' my own thing
(B****** ain't s***)
down witn the swang
i'm hangin with death row like it aint no thing

i say you know can't deal
(B****** ain't s***)
'Cuz i'm a b**** that's real
M********** need to step back,hell yeah
they need to chill

because i dont give a f***
(B****** ain't s***)
and i dont give a f***
and i dont give a f***
i dont give a f***

and now i gotta do some
i gotta do some s*** that's clean
(B****** ain't s***)
but when i'm on a d***,hell yeah,i get real mean
like a washing machine
i can wash the clothes
all the hoes knows
that i'm on the flo' ho

but they can't hang with my type on swang
(B****** ain't s***)
i ain't tryin' to say i s*ck every ding-a-lang
but just the juicy ones
with the tip of the tongue
and then their sprung
with the nuts hung
(B****** ain't s***)

Dr. Dre - Chronicles: Death Row Classics

Jun 2006

1. One Eight Seven
2. Dre Day (And Everybody's Celebratin')
3. Nuthin' But A 'G' Thang
4. Gin And Juice
5. Doggy Dogg World
6. California Love (Remix)
7. Murder Was The Case
8. Afro Puffs
9. Let Me Ride
10. Ain't No Fun
11. Natural Born Killaz
12. B****** Ain't S***
13. Puffin' on Blunts and Drankin' Tanqueray