| 歌曲 | Bitch Be A Ho |
| 歌手 | DJ Clue? |
| 歌手 | JD |
| 歌手 | Rock |
| 专辑 | The Professional |
| 作词 : Coakley, Dupri, Griffin, Ifill ... | |
| Dj clue：whaaaaaaaaaaaat!!! | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| R.o.c. (j.d.)： | |
| Now all my niggas say what(what) | |
| We dont give a fuck(uh-huh), gotta let a bitch be a ho(hoooo) | |
| Now all my niggas say what | |
| We dont give a fuck | |
| Gotta let a nigga stack dough(money, money) | |
| [j.d.] | |
| All the niggas fuckin in between, be the the main man | |
| Never get stuck on the scene without a game plan, understand | |
| I went from pop lock into tops droppin | |
| To one of the reasons why the day parties keep rockin | |
| No stoppin niggas is like (wa-what?) | |
| And shorty from the south keep fuckin it up | |
| I'm the glitter and the gliss of this industry | |
| Makin hits, is how ya'll remember me | |
| Niggas dream to be like this one here | |
| Jd type cat dont dissapear | |
| I'm the j to the e, r to the m | |
| A-i-n-e, got so many | |
| Bitches i should set up shop | |
| Bettin against me, | |
| Please! my bank dont stop | |
| I come through, bumpin clue, with a 7-5-0 | |
| Screamin, i gots to have it, i love the dough | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| [r.o.c.] | |
| Nobody wanna fuck with the r.o.c. | |
| Young g from the streets | |
| And he's banned from t.v. | |
| Nobody said life was easy | |
| Out on the block | |
| I got shot | |
| And nobody came to see me | |
| Back on my feet | |
| Packed my heat | |
| Got back in the beef | |
| Blazed it up | |
| Are ya muthafuckas lookin for me | |
| Raized it up | |
| And now they see i'm makin rap songs | |
| All i ask is my real doggs smash on... | |
| I said yea and ya dont stop | |
| Cuz its a 1-8-7 when ya fuck wit r.o.c.!! | |
| I said yea and ya dont quit | |
| I'm comin live from the bricks wit the gangsta shit | |
| All my niggas on the corner at the end of the block | |
| Infront of the stores, shakin my dick at the lady cop | |
| Shakin my clip | |
| Til the hatas drop | |
| And i'm in a drop-top, bumpin down ya block | |
| And i'm dumpin | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| [j.d.] | |
| I seen a lot of niggas go down the wrong path | |
| And i learned from they mistakes, how to keep cash | |
| In this world it's snakes, | |
| I dont care, | |
| I dont break, | |
| Pushin benz, cuz a nigga know how to create | |
| On and on like a jeep go | |
| Any nigga standin in my way of my papers, automatically fonito | |
| Suckin on the end of rosco pico's | |
| Trained to name | |
| Deleted from the muthafuckin game | |
| Ain't no mo shoppin throught the glass | |
| Beggin for ass | |
| If it ain't 1st class | |
| I let it pass | |
| Ya'll that dont got it talkin all that trash | |
| Tryin to play tough ya'll when ya really bitch-ass | |
| I'm the cream of the crop | |
| The dream of the top | |
| I'm the one they come and see when they dont want it to stop | |
| I'm the bass, | |
| The snare, | |
| The one that dont care | |
| Rip shit the fuck up then i'm outta here | |
| Chorus 2x |
| zuò cí : Coakley, Dupri, Griffin, Ifill ... | |
| Dj clue: whaaaaaaaaaaaat!!! | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| R. o. c. j. d.: | |
| Now all my niggas say what what | |
| We dont give a fuck uhhuh, gotta let a bitch be a ho hoooo | |
| Now all my niggas say what | |
| We dont give a fuck | |
| Gotta let a nigga stack dough money, money | |
| j. d. | |
| All the niggas fuckin in between, be the the main man | |
| Never get stuck on the scene without a game plan, understand | |
| I went from pop lock into tops droppin | |
| To one of the reasons why the day parties keep rockin | |
| No stoppin niggas is like wawhat? | |
| And shorty from the south keep fuckin it up | |
| I' m the glitter and the gliss of this industry | |
| Makin hits, is how ya' ll remember me | |
| Niggas dream to be like this one here | |
| Jd type cat dont dissapear | |
| I' m the j to the e, r to the m | |
| Aine, got so many | |
| Bitches i should set up shop | |
| Bettin against me, | |
| Please! my bank dont stop | |
| I come through, bumpin clue, with a 750 | |
| Screamin, i gots to have it, i love the dough | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| r. o. c. | |
| Nobody wanna fuck with the r. o. c. | |
| Young g from the streets | |
| And he' s banned from t. v. | |
| Nobody said life was easy | |
| Out on the block | |
| I got shot | |
| And nobody came to see me | |
| Back on my feet | |
| Packed my heat | |
| Got back in the beef | |
| Blazed it up | |
| Are ya muthafuckas lookin for me | |
| Raized it up | |
| And now they see i' m makin rap songs | |
| All i ask is my real doggs smash on... | |
| I said yea and ya dont stop | |
| Cuz its a 187 when ya fuck wit r. o. c.!! | |
| I said yea and ya dont quit | |
| I' m comin live from the bricks wit the gangsta shit | |
| All my niggas on the corner at the end of the block | |
| Infront of the stores, shakin my dick at the lady cop | |
| Shakin my clip | |
| Til the hatas drop | |
| And i' m in a droptop, bumpin down ya block | |
| And i' m dumpin | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| j. d. | |
| I seen a lot of niggas go down the wrong path | |
| And i learned from they mistakes, how to keep cash | |
| In this world it' s snakes, | |
| I dont care, | |
| I dont break, | |
| Pushin benz, cuz a nigga know how to create | |
| On and on like a jeep go | |
| Any nigga standin in my way of my papers, automatically fonito | |
| Suckin on the end of rosco pico' s | |
| Trained to name | |
| Deleted from the muthafuckin game | |
| Ain' t no mo shoppin throught the glass | |
| Beggin for ass | |
| If it ain' t 1st class | |
| I let it pass | |
| Ya' ll that dont got it talkin all that trash | |
| Tryin to play tough ya' ll when ya really bitchass | |
| I' m the cream of the crop | |
| The dream of the top | |
| I' m the one they come and see when they dont want it to stop | |
| I' m the bass, | |
| The snare, | |
| The one that dont care | |
| Rip shit the fuck up then i' m outta here | |
| Chorus 2x |