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

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***)