This is a song about "Hoes money and gang"

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

Jay rock got flows

Bought the dope and have hoes

We love for a while then a light goes

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Thirsty hoes, and its a drought

If you don’t watch out

The gang-banging and violence, is the sweetest song

You brought and chose, guess she moving on, yep, we do it wrong

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

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.

Gang banging with bloods and crips

She likes the way it hits her lips