Bitch Aint Shit Lyrics by Unlv

Bitch Aint Shit Lyrics

    First verse:
    {tec-9}

    Ah shit now i'm kind of in a fit
    Them suckers locked me up now they treat me like a bitch
    I don't have no remorse for all the crimes that i did
    But still doesn't mean you have to treat me like a pig
    I'm standin' on my own i got to make it in that world
    I'm havin' thoughts of another nigga peepin' down on my girl
    Well anyway that's why i'm in this bitch tryin' please a bitch
    Pullin' all capers to get the bitch hair fixed
    You tellin' me i'm crazy but love is a motherfucker
    Couldn't find a job i turned to sellin' cluckers
    Makin' bank buyin' cars all that flashy ass shit
    Now a days that's the only way a man can keep a bitch
    You tellin' me you love why the fuck i'm out of smokes
    It wasn't all that when i was up to sellin' dope
    Puttin' clothes on yo back thinkin' you was all that
    Now that i'm facin' time you dropped me like a bad habit
    Funny how a bitch can use a nigga for his ends
    An ride around town in my car with her friends
    She tellin' me that she love me and tellin' me she legit
    But tec is here to tell you a bitch ain't shit

    Chorus:

    Now these is for the hoes i can't trust
    A bitch ain't shit
    She play you for your ends and
    Spend it up with her friends
    I'm here to tell you

    Second verse:
    {lil' ya}

    Well my situation is kind of strange
    I was fuckin' the bitches an breakin' the hoes
    Because i got game but when i made me
    A mutherfuckin' song same hit hoes jock me
    Cuz they know i got it goin' on
    They started playin' the role that i used to play
    Buy me some tents fuck me good then i'm on my way
    But they can't get jack
    Bitch i ain't with you
    You can suck my dick and step the fuck back
    Cuz lil' ya is the same o'l nigga trick
    I got to get into yo pockets so i can make mine bigger bitch
    You can try to run game and make me think your my fuckin' queen
    But i'm a treat you with this dick like halloween
    Ya try to play me out but you played me to close
    The only thing you got left is this dick down yo throat hoe
    Bitches just today ain't shit you got to treat 'em bad
    To make the stupid hoes legit so get yo mind right
    And wind up nigga ya givin' her all yo time and money
    Bitch is gonna leave ya now fela's don't play ya self
    Like a trick cuz ya's here to tell you
    That a bitch ain't shit


    Chorus:

    Now these is for the hoes i can't trust
    A bitch ain't shit
    Don't be a fuckin' dummy because she play
    You for your money fool
    I'm here to tell you

    Third verse:
    {yella boy}

    Now i never ever got the fuckin' attention
    That i thought i should have had
    Hoes are playin' me to the left
    Ain't that cold ain't that sad
    Might not hang out with fela's or might not
    Hang out just as late
    But you make my fuckin' day
    If i can take you out on a date
    When i called you smiled you used to say
    A nigga was cute when a nigga needed a ride
    You never ever stopped to scoop
    You claim you changed my diapers and you
    Knew me since birth i rather smoke weed
    And gee you ass to the hearst
    I asked you for your number cuz i thought you would chill
    But you looked me up and down like i was poppin' boo-koo pills
    Size don't matter because a nigga can be gay
    Way back in the pin a gangster couldn't get no play
    Real gangster gangster pictures used to blow my high
    Takin' a hit started guessin' but quiet as i crep
    Just imagine a player wish a hoe would get with this
    Givin' me faces winked her eye and blew me a kiss
    Some said that i was young some said i was dumb
    I was very grown for my age my dick was still shootin' cum
    But i must not be legit but like a fiend you got me sick
    That's why i wrote this damn song because a
    Bitch ain't shit

    Chorus:

    Now these is for the hoes i can't trust
    A bitch ain't shit
    She'll act like she's down but you'll
    Find out in the end
    I'm here to tell you

    Forth verse:
    {tec-9}

    Money talks shit walks and i'll be out in a week
    And it won't be long before i'm back up on my feet
    An them stanky ass hoes who took everything
    That i had is walkin' around that same neighborhood
    Lookin' bad fuckin' anything that walk
    Just to get a fuckin' hit i'm fiendin' for a nut
    So you can suck up on my dick
    I remember those times i kept your pockets fat
    An if you was in trouble i was slangin' my gat
    Bustin' heads cuttin' throats all that for that
    Dog hoe

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