This is a song about "Pulling hoes"

You niggas aint got no hoes

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

And we still got kids pulling out blades and kitchen knives/

This life i chose

We out here chasin hoes

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

See me i'm into hoes that's into hoes

If its not couture, i will not go to her

So drunk, gun to my head pulling the trigger

And it's pulling me apart a part

Let me breathe hard like it was hard

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

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

My conclusion is that they pulling punches and using/