This is a song about "Money hoes anything song the type see she sell"

In front of our building, they was my heroes

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

I’m a hustla, baby

She would do anything for me

Aren't you somethin' to admire

I would do anything to see you smile.

To liberate yourself, africa

See you hoes in the street and i murda ya

Start at 0:10 or ignore the beat and see me rip this kid below the "song"

She told me that the radio's been playing the same song all day long

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

That barrel longer than a word with 10 letters

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

He throwing money on her like she won the lotto (the lottery)