This is a song about "Money hoe s"

Hoe i'm mad ,let them boo,

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

Shouldnt have called our girl a hoe.

What's the deal with the nets though

Women front, they get its cold

S queezys very bold

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

This is only for the hip-hop lovers

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Knocking success in my chest hoe

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo

I not chasing no hoe

I'm never faded though