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
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