Too Many Ho’s
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Uh, word, crazy cat, 9-9
Yo, yo, yo
It's too many blocks for us not to be runnin' 'em
Too many haters for us not to be gunnin' 'em
Too many hoes for us not to fuck none of 'em
Too many beats for y'all not to be lovin' 'em
Too many blocks for us not to be runnin' 'em
Too many haters for us not to be gunnin' 'em
Too many hoes for us not to fuck none of 'em
Too many hoes, it's too many hoes
Yeah, uh-huh
All the niggas that hate me stay red in the face
'Cause I shines on you bitches right dead in your face
Without even thinkin' twice about it I puts on mo' glitter
Fuck bein' nice about it, I'm a certified dough getter
I supply the game (Niggas keep chasin')
The boom and the bang (Niggas keep chasin')
I'm a 5-4 nigga (What), live flow nigga (What)
E-50, AMG, slant eye fo' do' nigga
From the South, baby
Where it don't count if it don't make it bounce, bounce, baby
You know, huh, I'm from the South, baby
Where all we do is get paid and ball it out at the cut up show
See my name is Chi Chi and I'm a super duper star
Every other day I'm in a brand new car
On them 20's I got plenty but I still want mo'
And ain't nann nigga that can stop my flow
It's too many blocks for us not to be runnin' 'em
Too many haters for us not to be gunnin' 'em
Too many hoes for us not to fuck none of 'em
Too many beats for y'all not to be lovin' 'em
Too many blocks for us not to be runnin' 'em
Too many haters for us not to be gunnin' 'em
Too many hoes for us not to fuck none of 'em
Too many hoes, it's too many hoes
Ayo, all y'all niggas is pussy, straight vagina
Niggas is thumbs on minus
Lame niggas still bettin' on the 49ers
In Chicago, blast your cargo, Clinton Mass, Wells Fargo
'Til I depart, yo, it's from the heart, yo
I'ma stay flippin' bricks and stay gettin' chips
Stay fuckin' your bitch or your sister
Game good, call me Mister, pick you, pick her
First night I stick her, pissy off the liquor
And I nut quicker on a black sister
Can I get wit'cha? Then pose for this picture
Peep the motion, I'm flowin' like the ocean
Upstream, downstream, Yonkers to Fort Greene
NC to DC, key block to low key
From Sachs to OZ, bricks to projects
The set to the livest, do or die riders
Stuy niggas
It's too many blocks for us not to be runnin' 'em
Too many haters for us not to be gunnin' 'em
Too many hoes for us not to fuck none of 'em
Too many beats for y'all not to be lovin' 'em
Too many blocks for us not to be runnin' 'em
Too many haters for us not to be gunnin' 'em
Too many hoes for us not to fuck none of 'em
Too many hoes, it's too many hoes
Yo, yo, yo
Your usual routes to the top 'cause it ain't in me to fail
Or die bustin' at the cops 'fore they send me to jail
Same niggas you serve with won't even send you the bail
In a cell with some niggas tryin' to send me to hell
So whether rap or crack, beats or streets
This summer I'm rockin' ice to beat the heat
And I'ma cop a Benz-6 and tell 'em keep the Jeep
Keep the receipt, keep the change and keep the game
Long as I keep the fame and keep my name
D to the O-T to the
Fifty G's, four coins, here's a beat for ya
And if not, Doc don't even wanna speak to ya
So, let's get this money while there's money to get
I'm tired of you fake niggas actin' funny and shit
I want the hoes to see me and run up to my whip
And when they see the TV's they be like, "Aww shit"
It's too many blocks for us not to be runnin' 'em
Too many haters for us not to be gunnin' 'em
Too many hoes for us not to fuck none of 'em
Too many beats for y'all not to be lovin' 'em
Too many blocks for us not to be runnin' 'em
Too many haters for us not to be gunnin' 'em
Too many hoes for us not to fuck none of 'em
Too many hoes, it's too many hoes
It's too many blocks for us not to be runnin' 'em
Too many haters for us not to be gunnin' 'em
Too many hoes for us not to fuck none of 'em
Too many beats for y'all not to be lovin' 'em
Too many blocks for us not to be runnin' 'em
Too many haters for us not to be gunnin' 'em
Too many hoes for us not to fuck none of 'em
Too many hoes, it's too many hoes