Hoes Luv Gangstas

I used to go broke
Trying chase after bitch
Now a nigga quit & my pockets Got thick
It's funny how shit change
When ya whip look sick
And you stay fresh to def
Hustling to get a grip

Kuz these hoes love gangsta
These hoes love hustlers
We don't fuck with you bustas
Go getters we some hustlers

I used to be broke
Hoes used to throw shade
I had a dollar & dream
To get foreign & a maid
Wearing designer shades
To cover up the blaze
Besides my eyes red
Staying up for days
Bitches like hey
When I pull up sick
Kuz I'm hard to find like a brick Of actavis
Boy you u know I sip
Till
I can't know more
My money come fast
That's why I stay with a pole
And no it one that'll pop out flag
If u in front of flash
Boy that's ya ass
I'm all about cash
I gotta get to the mula
Fuck being broke
Boy it cost to wear medusa
Mtg & krus
Whitedogg & Quest
Got me feeling like B.O.B
Best of the best
Money by any means it's tatted In my flesh
Fuck chasing bitch
If she won't help to get rich

I used to go broke
Trying chase after bitch
Now a nigga quit & my pockets Got thick
It's funny how shit change
When ya whip look sick
And you stay fresh to def
Hustling to get a grip

Kuz these hoes love gangsta
These hoes love hustlers
We don't fuck with you bustas
Go getters we some hustlers



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Writer(s): Hollywood Fix
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