C-Murder
C-Murder - Down For My B's lyrics
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(feat. Mia X, Ms. Peaches & Traci) (C-Murder talking) Fuck them bitches Ladies, I ain't forget about y'all I'm down for my bitches too you heard me TRU Records respect us I'd die for my bitches, fuck them other bitches [Chorus - 2x] Fuck them other bitches Fuck them ragged ass hoes Fuck them other bitches Fuck them trifling ass hoes Fuck them other bitches Fuck them dirty ass hoes Ole' nasty ass hoes Ole' stank ass hoes [Ms. Peaches] Man fuck them bitches, you think I'm worried bout them hoes All that mugging and bugging bitch I ain't bout no trouble Now you done let your girls buck you up with all that yapping Bitch I'm bout action if you ain't know who I am I don't give a fuck You got it on your mind well bitch it's on my mind too Whatever, whenever shit I'ma bring that fucking noise to you You and your click hollin' I'm bout this and bout that Well me and my girls bitch we gone show fa sho' we doubt that Them hoes mad cause I'm down with TRU Records riding Excursions DVD's on chrome interior leather but I bet you Them hoes don't, want to fuck with me I got a click of gangsta bitches that'll bust for me If you ain't heard this and that I tell a hoe to her face Don't give a fuck what you got on you from that blade to that mace Cause if a hoe gone shake man that hoe better kill me Cause if I'm still breathing I'ma make sure that bitch feel me [Chorus - 2x] [Traci] Back up off me bitch, my time recognize Get up off me trick 'fore I expose your insides Fuck you bitch, remix, we can take it outside So these hoes can see, how real chicks ride Where they at, there they go, can't stand no fake hoe No stank hoe, no think she could when she can't hoe Confronting me with that bullshit, liquor flow hoe You slow, make me bugged and shit, but not no more How many hoes wanna go, against this chick right here Caps still and throwing this here with g-nice I'm right here You bout to sneeze ooh, look bitch I'm right here Go ahead and talk that shit I'ma still be right here So how you think you posted up in your face, with your nigga Think you need to step back so you could see a clearer picture And girl, we here to let these bitches know (what Trac') Girl fuck what you going and fuck what you stand fo' [Chorus - 2x] [Mia X] Fuck them other bitches looking hard in the club Trying to bump cause they hating thinking to jump in the club Trying to stunt in the club like y'all bout that shit We spraying mace dead in your face straight run you out that bitch Y'all hoes can pick if you want, but I'm not that bitch What, headline gone read Mama popped that thug And about my click, we so thick and we stay so fly I guess that's why you chickenheads can bust a evil eye Well please don't try, let the alcohol or the song bust you Straight razor cut you bunch of messy ugly motherfuckers Run up like we soft cause we pretty as mountains You bitch you, we fin to remmy red bottles to hit you You bitch you, and it ain't over till the paramedics come and get you High beamed up on stretchers you and your bitch crew We gone ride, we gone walk Better know where you walk cause uh, we go fo' My bitches don't start but they do wild out We knock the gums out your mouth before we even get it out, fuck em [Chorus - 2x] [Chorus 2] Fuck them other bitches Cause I'm down for my bitches Fuck them other bitches I bust rounds for my bitches Fuck them other bitches I'm gone clown for my bitches Fuck them other bitches It's all about my bitches [Chorus 3] Fuck them other bitches Cause I rides for my bitches Fuck them other bitches I just tore up your tire with my bitches [Chorus 4] Fuck them other bitches I gets money jump slides with my bitches Fuck them other bitches It's all about my bitches