This is a song about "Bitches n hoes"

When slick rick was spittin la-di-da-digaming the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties, i remember

They are inspirational and i wish i could get into music/ most bitches and hoes that enter/

Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss

You claim to have all these hoes but yuh ain't got no bitches.

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

This shit is sick, its chill n' quick the bitches stay hatin'

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Cuz they made the game about bitches n gold chains

Bitches and hoes, yo, get smothered underneath the snow,

If you ready then i'm ready go, hear this on my radio

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws