Some Hoes Lyrics - Bulletproof

[Hook: Bun B] 

I done listened to your music and watched your videos (eos) 

You niggas ain't trill (trill), you niggas is some hoes (hoes) 

You fakin on the TV and frontin at your shows (ows) 

You niggas ain't trill (trill), you niggas is some hoes (hoes) 

You niggas is some hoes (hoes), you niggas is some hoes (hoes) 

You niggas ain't trill (trill), you niggas is some hoes (hoes) 

You keep on disrespectin it, we kick it in your domes (domes) 

You niggas ain't trill (trill), you niggas is some hoes (hoes) 

[Verse 1: Bun B] 

Wake up in the mornin, I turn on the TV 

What do I see? Some pussy ass niggas starin at me 

They got some big ass chains on with big ass rocks 

A couple niggas standin behind em throwin up blocks 

They claimin they whip pots, got the streets on lock 

And they don't take no disrespect and keep their heats on cock 

And if they punch you in your face then some teeth gon drop 

Man I don't know where the fuck y'all thinkin that we from at 

But you niggas is keystone cops, laurel and hearted 

Little rascals tryna be big, just gon fuck up the party 

Thinkin that cause you drink a couple of fortys and twist phillys (phillys) 

That y'all is bout to take over the game, bitch really? (bitch really?) 

You goin broke tryna slang that crack 

And you only gon fight a nigga that ain't gon fight back 

And that's wack, they don't get you no damn props 

You niggas is sheeps in wolves clothing and I eat lamb chops, c'mon 

[Hook: Bun B] 

I done listened to your music and watched your videos (eos) 

You niggas ain't trill (trill), you niggas is some hoes (hoes) 

You fakin on the TV and frontin at your shows (ows) 

You niggas ain't trill (trill), you niggas is some hoes (hoes) 

You niggas is some hoes (hoes), you niggas is some hoes (hoes) 

You niggas ain't trill (trill), you niggas is some hoes (hoes) 

You keep on disrespectin it, we kick it in your domes (domes) 

You niggas ain't trill (trill), you niggas is some hoes (hoes) 

[Verse 2: Bulletproof] 

{What it do? Teflon!} 

Say Bun what's wrong wit em? They must be full of that when they hit it 

A sucker wit the semi, bet he run right when he hear me 

His niggas masqueradin, faker than silicone 

A bad apple in the bunch, now we figure your city foldin 

Homie, I'm from street po, I know how to dish a clip at you 

Wouldn't you? Break wit em, a webster's permission slip 

Pimp said it best, these niggas transcript writers 

Pathological liars, sad suckers, dick biters 

It's Teflon biatch, knock you out them Reeboks 

A cocaine key, but he only flipped three blocks 

Blow your brain all over the ceiling like sheet rock 

I bet he get to ya, take a fader to a T top 

We hot, Rap-A-Lot and Maab, don't get shot hoe 

Cappin at your show, don't even know what you got shot fo 

And next show, you hoe ass niggas squarin some rocks 

Get some money, move out the hood but don't take care of your block? 

[Hook: Bun B] 

I done listened to your music and watched your videos (eos) 

You niggas ain't trill (trill), you niggas is some hoes (hoes) 

You keep on disrespectin it, we kick it in your domes (domes) 

You niggas ain't trill (trill), you niggas is some hoes (hoes) 

[Verse 3: Chino XL] 

These niggas is hoes on King's life, Chino is livin it 

Jesus Christ is sewing me for copy write infringement 

Ignorant bully belligerent, tearin out ya ligaments 

So I deserve a certificate for thinkin up this killer shit 

Arrogant, I'm like a Pharaoh standin on a pyramid 

UGK tat on my heart, hopin Bun's enemies hearin this 

Y'all ain't sellin nothin right (serious) 

The only bricks y'all ever seen was your record sales and when you pass a construction site 

These rhymes that I write, if you could bring em to life 

They could go in a cage and fight and knock out Kimble Slice 

I live by the gun, die by the gun 

Just to get closer to heaven with Pimp C and Big Pun 

This is Latin history in the making for trill title takings 

Like taking the love of Bob Marley from a Jamaican 

Y'all faking but for Bun B we will ride until our heart stops 

The success make me smile like TV Tego and Bankrock 

I catch you popping champagne, chop it to your brain 

Just for thinking outside of the Bun like Taco Bell's campaign 

[Hook: Bun B] 

I done listened to your music and watched your videos (eos) 

You niggas ain't trill (trill), you niggas is some hoes (hoes) 

You keep on disrespectin it, we kick it in your domes (domes) 

You niggas ain't trill (trill), you niggas is some hoes (hoes) 

[Verse 4: Killer Mike] 

Think you get it with Killer then sucker have a dick 

I'ma take your funky breath like an asthmatic 

Damn tragic how I got your momma shot before her damn casket 

I ain't talkin head bussin, I'm just talking rap battlin 

See that was a metaphor, but just in case you really want it 

What you think the metal for? I hope you pussy niggas get the point 

I don't care who point it out when my laser on a point 

Rest in peace to Pimp C cause that nigga had a point 

Point 1, rappers act gay and dress like it too 

Point 2, niggas greedy and they never feed their crew 

Point 3, niggas cower to these crackers like some hoes 

But always talkin bout what they-a do after their shows 

Point 4, just some shit I gotta get offa my chest 

I ain't scared to battle him but he say that he the best 

Got a question for my trill ass Gs around the way 

How you let these fuck boys make it cool to be gay? 

[Hook: Bun B] 

I done listened to your music and watched your videos (eos) 

You niggas ain't trill (trill), you niggas is some hoes (hoes) 

You fakin on the TV and frontin at your shows (ows) 

You niggas ain't trill (trill), you niggas is some hoes (hoes) 

You niggas is some hoes (hoes), you niggas is some hoes (hoes) 

You niggas ain't trill (trill), you niggas is some hoes (hoes) 

You keep on disrespectin it, we kick it in your domes (domes) 

You niggas ain't trill (trill), you niggas is some hoes (hoes)