This is a song about "Bitches money nwa guns"

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

See, all my life i was raised by a lot of criminals

I took my rap money and i went and brought some guns tho

Hustle from regis and kelly into the late show

You gotta know the motto get money then bitches

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

Standing out in crowds, flipping off police, like the nwa screamin fuck the police,

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

Nowadays, people only rap in two ways, money, bitches. my wishes is that this