(feat. Bulletproof, Chino XL, Killer Mike)
[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)