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You fellas is he hoes (he hoes, yeeeah) Wish I could shoot you like free throw (free throw, yeeah) I don't need no new amigos (amigos) 1 deep winning like I hit up the casino (casino) Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Where the real niggas at, I'm try'na locate y'all Not you little dick niggas that be lettin' these hoes play y'all Gotta pay her rent so you can come with us to go play ball Wish a hoe would try to make me pay, I slap a hoe face off Ain't no love for these bitches, ain't no need to be friends Like I'm from squad, put 'em in a coffin is what they need to be in Niggas say they left handed, I know their knowledge ain't right They don't practice what they preachin', that shit done come from the lie All these pussy ass niggas in my face Scared of me, but too pussy to try to put me in my place Try to jump me, then I keep an unjumpable in my waist Everybody dead and gone, ain't no witnesses in my case Fuck a video shoot, fuck an award ceremony Ain't winning shit anyway, unless a rapper run up on me I got love for Mo City Texas, that's my hood my nigga But if it's fuck me, fuck you too, and it's all good my nigga I don't do no hand shaking, no tellin' what you been touchin' So they be like we love Z-Ro music, but motherfuck him Motherfuckers will piss on your legs and tell you it's rain They hate me cause I tell the truth, ain't scared to tell you you lame Songtexte You fellas is he hoes (he hoes, yeeeah) Wish I could shoot you like free throw (free throw, yeeah) I don't need no new amigos (amigos) 1 deep winning like I hit up the casino (casino) Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey And then they wonder why my attitude is fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all Representing for Sandra Bland, my attitude is fuck the law, fuck the law And everytime you lie to me homie It's a target on your eye to me homie Always talkin' dry to me homie Wanna do a drive by on me, don't they? Now you already know I already know you a fraud ass nigga You can't borrow nothin', you need to get a job ass nigga Always layin' down, you need to stand up They passin' out bricks in hustle class, you need to hold your hand up Always sayin' something about somebody, nobody ass nigga Only nobody is listening, somebodies can't hear you You gotta be out of space to beef with Z-Ro Come fuckin' with me, I'mma run your pockets, bitch I'm D-Bo You fellas is he hoes (he hoes, yeeeah) Wish I could shoot you like free throw (free throw, yeeah) I don't need no new amigos (amigos) 1 deep winning like I hit up the casino (casino) Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Aus Songtexte Mania