Hide Ya Hoe Lyrics

Yehhh

Yehhh

Aye

Aye, look

Aye you better hide ya hoe cus I'll really hit ya bitch

Hit a nigga baby mama while he watching all the kids

Hate on me I understand, niggas knowing that I'm lit

Tricked a bag on that bitch and she still ain't let you hit, damn

All you niggas lame, you fuckin up the game

Can shoot up at my bitch but don't speak upon my name

See I was down bad then I came up on some change

And BMB the brand we are not a fuckin gang

Aye I gotta do my thang, I can't remain the same

I touched down in the city spent a twenty on a chain

I had to pray for mine I was stuck up in the rain

Had to isolate myself and only focus on my lane

Now I'm on another level, a different type of schedule

I turn the city up and get it popping like a kettle

She sucked the semen out me man I think this bitch the devil

And I can't fuck with niggas, niggas fruity like a pebble

Man I gotta give em hell, just caught another sell

I call up what's a name he sent a package through the mail

And I can't say his name cus I'm not a tattle tell

Got me fighting all these demons like I'm in the battlefield

I'm a real bitch taker, I won't do a bitch favors

I get up in the booth and turn into a hitmaker

My granny proud of me cus she know I get paper

Life's a gamble tatted on me ima real risk taker yehh

Now tell me what you see, I'm from the H but serving D to all the pretty freaks

Lil mama cool but ima keep the bitch a mystery

She tryna cuff me like the law but baby you can't sentence me

Bitches don't mean shit to me you just part of my history

And I fight good I'll knock a nigga out his misery

Know niggas hating on me I can't let them niggas get to me

Send em to the doctor cus I know them niggas sick of me

Can't get up out my element I gotta keep it cool

She told me call my other hoes so I'm calling you

Yehh, she the one and you the two man I'm sorry baby girl I didn't mean to be rude

Aye you better hide ya hoe cus I'll really hit ya bitch

Hit a nigga baby mama while he watching all the kids

Hate on me I understand, niggas knowing that I'm lit

Tricked a bag on that bitch and she still ain't let you hit, damn

All you niggas lame, you fuckin up the game

Can shoot up at my bitch but don't speak upon my name

See I was down bad then I came up on some change

And BMB the brand we are not a fuckin gang aye