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Bitch Aint Shit -



Bitch Ain't Shit


First verse:


{tec-9}





Ah shit now I’m kind of in a fit


Them suckers locked me up now they treat me like a bitch


I don’t have no remorse for all the crimes that I did


But still doesn’t mean you have to treat me like a pig


I’m standin’ on my own I got to make it in that world


I’m havin’ thoughts of another nigga peepin’ down on my girl


Well anyway that’s why I’m in this bitch tryin’ please a bitch


Pullin’ all capers to get the bitch hair fixed


You tellin’ me I’m crazy but love is a motherfucker


Couldn’t find a job I turned to sellin’ cluckers


Makin’ bank buyin’ cars all that flashy ass shit


Now a days that’s the only way a man can keep a bitch


You tellin’ me you love why the fuck I’m out of smokes


It wasn’t all that when I was up to sellin’ dope


Puttin’ clothes on yo back thinkin’ you was all that


Now that I’m facin’ time you dropped me like a bad habit


Funny how a bitch can use a nigga for his ends


An ride around town in my car with her friends


She tellin’ me that she love me and tellin’ me she legit


But tec is here to tell you a bitch ain’t shit





Chorus:





Now these is for the hoes I can’t trust


A bitch ain’t shit


She play you for your ends and


Spend it up with her friends


I’m here to tell you





Second verse:


{lil’ ya}





Well my situation is kind of strange


I was fuckin’ the bitches an breakin’ the hoes


Because I got game but when I made me


A mutherfuckin’ song (Texts of songs ) same hit hoes jock me


Cuz they know I got it goin’ on


They started playin’ the role that I used to play


Buy me some tents fuck me good then I’m on my way


But they can’t get jack


Bitch I ain’t with you


You can suck my dick and step the fuck back


Cuz lil’ ya is the same o’l nigga trick


I got to get into yo pockets so I can make mine bigger bitch


You can try to run game and make me think your my fuckin’ queen


But I’m a treat you with this dick like halloween


Ya try to play me out but you played me to close


The only thing you got left is this dick down yo throat hoe


Bitches just today ain’t shit you got to treat ’em bad


To make the stupid hoes legit so get yo mind right


And wind up nigga ya givin’ her all yo time and money


Bitch is gonna leave ya now fela’s don’t play ya self


Like a trick cuz ya’s here to tell you


That a bitch ain’t shit





Chorus:





Now these is for the hoes I can’t trust


A bitch ain’t shit


Don’t be a fuckin’ dummy because she play


You for your money fool


I’m here to tell you





Third verse:


{yella boy}





Now I never ever got the fuckin’ attention


That I thought I should have had


Hoes are playin’ me to the left


Ain’t that cold ain’t that sad


Might not hang out with fela’s or might not


Hang out just as late


But you make my fuckin’ day


If I can take you out on a date


When I called you smiled you used to say


A nigga was cute when a nigga needed a ride


You never ever stopped to scoop


You claim you changed my diapers and you


Knew me since birth I rather smoke weed


And gee you ass to the hearst


I asked you for your number cuz I thought you would chill


But you looked me up and down like I was poppin’ boo-koo pills


Size don’t matter because a nigga can be gay


Way back in the pin a gangster couldn’t get no play


Real gangster gangster pictures used to blow my high


Takin’ a hit started guessin’ but quiet as I crep


Just imagine a player wish a hoe would get with this


Givin’ me faces winked her eye and blew me a kiss


Some said that I was young some said I was dumb


I was very grown for my age my dick was still shootin’ cum


But I must not be legit but like a fiend you got me sick


That’s why I wrote this damn song (Texts of songs ) because a


Bitch ain’t shit





Chorus:





Now these is for the hoes I can’t trust


A bitch ain’t shit


She’ll act like she’s down but you’ll


Find out in the end


I’m here to tell you





Forth verse:


{tec-9}





Money talks shit walks and I’ll be out in a week


And it won’t be long before I’m back up on my feet


An them stanky ass hoes who took everything


That I had is walkin’ around that same neighborhood


Lookin’ bad fuckin’ anything that walk


Just to get a fuckin’ hit I’m fiendin’ for a nut


So you can suck up on my dick


I remember those times I kept your pockets fat


An if you was in trouble I was slangin’ my gat


Bustin’ heads cuttin’ throats all that for that


Dog hoe



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