Chuck Norris (hoes & Gangstas) Lyrics - Troy Ave

You the type of low I ain't feeling 

The type that don't take care of they children 

I never, ever let a nigga play me 

If you get caught, don't say me 

I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters 

I'm up with the dough yelling thank you 

I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters 

I'm up with the dough yelling thank you 

I'm out here just to flourish 

Kicking that shit like Chuck Norris 

Saint Laurent, stand firm though 

Close your motherfucking mouth, you can learn hoe 

Real ones know to be quiet 

I'm getting money, you should try it 

Eating off a digi-scale, fish diet 

I don't do drugs, let the bitches try it 

She get high on the fucking low 

She could buy herself fucking both 

Now they kissing in the strip club 

A few dollars make 'em do the most 

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You the type of low I ain't feeling 

The type that don't take care of they children 

I never, ever let a nigga play me 

If you get caught, don't say me 

I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters 

I'm up with the dough yelling thank you 

I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters 

I'm up with the dough yelling thank you 

Fake niggas stop acting like you know me 

We ain't cool, we ain't friends, we ain't homies 

Yousa Kit Kat, gimme a break 

I'm head to toe in Versace but don't fuck with snakes 

Medusa, all this Medusa 

I'm a pretty fly nigga that'll shoot ya 

Catch a bitch eyeing niggas, then manuver 

Getting head in the Benz, it's super 

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I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters 

I'm up with the dough yelling thank you 

I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters 

I'm up with the dough yelling thank you 

I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters 

I'm up with the dough yelling thank you 

I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters 

I'm up with the dough yelling thank you 

In the streets with the top off 

Giving niggas every chance just to pop off 

They frauds, they knock offs 

They are Charmin, they are Scott soft 

Tissue, what's really the issue? 

Unofficial niggas always hate on the official 

I ain't that kind when I blow it, ain't a whistle 

I am that kind that stand over you with pistols 

It is what it is and I feel no remorse 

Been married to the game and we still ain't divorced 

Harry with the cane, got the powder, get the cost 

Doing Business, doing fitness, so I floss, of course 

You the type of low I ain't feeling 

The type that don't take care of they children 

I never, ever let a nigga play me 

If you get caught, don't say me 

I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters 

I'm up with the dough yelling thank you 

I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters 

I'm up with the dough yelling thank you 

I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters 

I'm up with the dough yelling thank you 

I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters 

I'm up with the dough yelling thank you