[master p] Hoe games, hoe games Suckers with no game Hate to see a young g stack a mil man
[master p] It could be your best friend your row dawg, your homies, your partners Niggaz that talk shit if the shoe fits I got ya Buster you know I cant trust ya If you was a bitch you know I cant trust ya Suckers tried to play the p like a fuckin clucker When I’m the dopeman go ask your brother Ask st. charles hot to be bald Suckers wanna talk shit like little kids in the school halls Gold thangs rollin sittin on lorenzo Bitches didnt wanna ride when the p was in the pinto Now I got a lexus, took a trip to texas The p done went big time and fools wanna wreck this Its all legit, no limit makes the hits But suckers wanna talk shit why, because I’m rich
[chorus] Players hate to see a player make a mil man If you ask me that ain’t nothin but some hoe games
Hoe games, hoe games Suckers with no game Hate to see a young g stack a mil man
[silkk] Niggaz play hoe and get fucked If hoes wanna play niggaz hoes will get fucked up Fool kinda mad cause I puts in work I cock my chop jump out my drop and wipe off that smirk Now niggaz wanna play games Bitch I’m quick to get em up fuck rap and fame Still that g silkk riding on them thangs Roll up a swish park my shit then hang Nigga I’m always strapped, hoe I never skinny dip And for them hoes a trizzo and for the niggaz a hollowtip Hate to see me clock a grip Hate to see me get rich Hate to see me pull a hoe Hate to see me pull this bitch Player haters need to keep them games in the arcade If I put a quarter abd a slug up in your ass you gon get played A g to a g I mean a g to a hoe And you can come up to me in the 94’ And get some more game and throw away the hoe shit And leave them hoe games to a hoe bitch
[chorus]
[king george] Niggaz talk shit behind my back like hoes Smile in my face up frony mout clothes Now it’s time to stop ya, here for the drappers 911 only hoes got ya Prepare for the battle, you get streched out I wont let it rest til it’s wire in your mouth You know who you are I wont say no Names in vain cease with hoe games
[chorus]
[c-murder] Now I’m trying to go legit and stick with this rap shit I see more and more niggaz get they wig plit I got cash but I ain’t got no fucking pity nad smoke your ass And move to another city brown nose bitches stay the Fuck out my face how you wanna take, take your ass To the record store jealous motherfuckers Running they mouth getting they nuts off I cant wait to catch your ass with my sawdoff Take this advice before you talk behind my back Cause playing hoe games might get your cranium cracked
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[master p] It could be your best friend your row dawg, your homies, your partners Niggaz that talk shit if the shoe fits I got ya Buster you know I cant trust ya If you was a bitch you know I cant trust ya Suckers tried to play the p like a fuckin clucker When I’m the dopeman go ask your brother Ask st. charles hot to be bald Suckers wanna talk shit like little kids in the school halls Gold thangs rollin sittin on lorenzo Bitches didnt wanna ride when the p was in the pinto Now I got a lexus, took a trip to texas The p done went big time and fools wanna wreck this Its all legit, no limit makes the hits But suckers wanna talk shit why, because I’m rich
[chorus] Players hate to see a player make a mil man If you ask me that ain’t nothin but some hoe games
Hoe games, hoe games Suckers with no game Hate to see a young g stack a mil man
[silkk] Niggaz play hoe and get fucked If hoes wanna play niggaz hoes will get fucked up Fool kinda mad cause I puts in work I cock my chop jump out my drop and wipe off that smirk Now niggaz wanna play games Bitch I’m quick to get em up fuck rap and fame Still that g silkk riding on them thangs Roll up a swish park my shit then hang Nigga I’m always strapped, hoe I never skinny dip And for them hoes a trizzo and for the niggaz a hollowtip Hate to see me clock a grip Hate to see me get rich Hate to see me pull a hoe Hate to see me pull this bitch Player haters need to keep them games in the arcade If I put a quarter abd a slug up in your ass you gon get played A g to a g I mean a g to a hoe And you can come up to me in the 94’ And get some more game and throw away the hoe shit And leave them hoe games to a hoe bitch
[chorus]
[king george] Niggaz talk shit behind my back like hoes Smile in my face up frony mout clothes Now it’s time to stop ya, here for the drappers 911 only hoes got ya Prepare for the battle, you get streched out I wont let it rest til it’s wire in your mouth You know who you are I wont say no Names in vain cease with hoe games
[chorus]
[c-murder] Now I’m trying to go legit and stick with this rap shit I see more and more niggaz get they wig plit I got cash but I ain’t got no fucking pity nad smoke your ass And move to another city brown nose bitches stay the Fuck out my face how you wanna take, take your ass To the record store jealous motherfuckers Running they mouth getting they nuts off I cant wait to catch your ass with my sawdoff Take this advice before you talk behind my back Cause playing hoe games might get your cranium cracked
[chorus]
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