歌曲 | Bitches Ain't Shit |
歌手 | Dr. Dre |
专辑 | The Chronic [Re-Lit and From the Vault] |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Dat Nigga Daz, DOC ... | |
******* ain't ************t but hoes and tricks | |
******* ain't ************t but hoes and tricks | |
Lick on deez nutz and suck the ************ | |
Get's the ******* out after you're done | |
And I hops in my [Incomprehensible] to make a quick run | |
******* ain't ************t but hoes and tricks | |
Lick on deez nutz and suck the ************ | |
Get's the ******* out after you're done | |
And I hops in my [Incomprehensible] to make a quick run | |
I used to know a ************ named | |
Eric Wright | |
We used to roll around and ******* the hoes at night | |
Tight than a muthar*******a with the gangsta beats | |
And we was ballin' on the mutha******' | |
Compton streets | |
Peep, the ************t got deep and it was on | |
Number 1 song after number 1 song | |
Long as my mutha******' pockets was fat | |
I didn't give a ******* where the ************ was at | |
But she was hangin' with a white ************ doin' the ************t she do | |
Suckin' on his ************ just to get a buck or 2 | |
And the few ends she got didn't mean nothin' | |
Now she's suing 'cuz the ************t she be doin' ain't ************t | |
************ can't hang with the streets, she found herself short | |
So now she's takin' me to court | |
It's real conversation for your ass | |
So recognize and pass to | |
DazNow, as | |
I'm rollin' with my ******* | |
Dre and Eastwood | |
******' hoes, clockin' dough up to no good | |
We flip flop and serve hoes like flap jacks | |
But we don't love them hoes, ************ and it's like that | |
This is what you look for in a hoe who got cash flow | |
Ya run up in them hoes and grab the cash | |
And get your dash on | |
While you're chillin', with your homies and ************t | |
And how my *******z kick the anthem like this, beyach | |
******* ain't ************t but hoes and tricks | |
Lick on deez nutz and suck the ************ | |
Get's the ******* out after you're done | |
And I hops in my [Incomprehensible] to make a quick run | |
To the store, to get me a 4 0 | |
Snoop Doggy | |
Dogg paged that must mean more hoes | |
So I head down the street to long beach | |
Just so I could meet, a freak | |
To lick me from my head to my feet | |
And I'm here, now | |
I'm ready to be done up | |
Nothin' but homies around so | |
I puts my gun up | |
******* on my nuts like clothes | |
But I'm from the pound and we don't love them hoes | |
How could you trust a hoe?' | |
Cuz a hoe's a trick | |
I don't love them tricks' | |
Cuz a trick's a ************ | |
And my ************'s constantly in her mouth | |
Turnin' them trick ass hoes the ******* out now | |
I once had a ************ named | |
Mandy MayUsed to be up in them guts like everyday | |
The ************ was the bomb, had a ******* on sprung | |
I was in love like a mutha*******a lickin' the protung | |
The homies used to tell me that she wasn't no good | |
But I'm the maniac in black, | |
Mr. Snoop | |
EastwoodSo | |
I figure *******z wouldn't trip with mine | |
Guess what? | |
Got gaffled by one time | |
I'm back to the mutha******' county jail6 months on my chest, now it's time to bail | |
I get's released on a hot sunny day | |
My ******* D. | |
O.C. and my homey | |
Dr. DreScooped in a coupe, | |
Snoop, we got news | |
Your girl was trickin' while you was draped in your county blues | |
I ain't been out a second | |
And already gotta do some mutha******' chin checkin' | |
Move up the block as we groove down the block | |
See, my girl's house, | |
Dre, pass the glock | |
Kick in the do', | |
I look on the flo' | |
It's my little cousin | |
Daz and he's ******' my hoe, yo(******* ain't ************t) | |
I un*******ed my ************t, | |
I'm heart-broke but | |
I'm still loc'ed | |
Man, ******* a ************ | |
******* ain't ************t but hoes and tricks | |
Lick on deez nutz and suck the ************ | |
Get's the ******* out after you're done | |
And I hops in my [Incomprehensible] to make a quick run | |
******* ain't ************t but hoes and tricks | |
Lick on deez nutz and suck the ************ | |
Get's the ******* out after you're done | |
And I hops in my [Incomprehensible] to make a quick run(******* ain't ************t) | |
I don't give a ******* about a ************(******* ain't ************t) | |
But I and her know that they can't fade this' | |
Cuz I'm doin' my own thing(******* ain't ************t) | |
Down with the swang | |
I'm hangin' with | |
Death Row like it ain't no thing | |
I say you know can't deal(******* ain't ************t)' | |
Cuz I'm a ************ that's real | |
Mother******* need to step back, hell yeah | |
They need to chill | |
Because I don't give a *******(******* ain't ************t) | |
And I don't give a ******* | |
And I don't give a ******* | |
I don't give a ******* | |
And now I gotta do some | |
I gotta do some ************t that's clean(******* ain't ************t) | |
But when I'm on a ************, hell yeah, | |
I get real mean | |
Like a wa************ng machine | |
I can wash the clothes | |
All the hoes knows | |
That I'm on the flo' ho | |
But they can't hang with my type on swang(******* ain't ************t) | |
I ain't tryin' to say | |
I suck every ding-a-lang | |
But just the juicy ones | |
With the tip of the tongue | |
And then their sprung | |
With the nuts hung(******* ain't ************t) |
zuo ci : Dat Nigga Daz, DOC ... | |
ain' t t but hoes and tricks | |
ain' t t but hoes and tricks | |
Lick on deez nutz and suck the | |
Get' s the out after you' re done | |
And I hops in my Incomprehensible to make a quick run | |
ain' t t but hoes and tricks | |
Lick on deez nutz and suck the | |
Get' s the out after you' re done | |
And I hops in my Incomprehensible to make a quick run | |
I used to know a named | |
Eric Wright | |
We used to roll around and the hoes at night | |
Tight than a muthar a with the gangsta beats | |
And we was ballin' on the mutha' | |
Compton streets | |
Peep, the t got deep and it was on | |
Number 1 song after number 1 song | |
Long as my mutha' pockets was fat | |
I didn' t give a where the was at | |
But she was hangin' with a white doin' the t she do | |
Suckin' on his just to get a buck or 2 | |
And the few ends she got didn' t mean nothin' | |
Now she' s suing ' cuz the t she be doin' ain' t t | |
can' t hang with the streets, she found herself short | |
So now she' s takin' me to court | |
It' s real conversation for your ass | |
So recognize and pass to | |
DazNow, as | |
I' m rollin' with my | |
Dre and Eastwood | |
' hoes, clockin' dough up to no good | |
We flip flop and serve hoes like flap jacks | |
But we don' t love them hoes, and it' s like that | |
This is what you look for in a hoe who got cash flow | |
Ya run up in them hoes and grab the cash | |
And get your dash on | |
While you' re chillin', with your homies and t | |
And how my z kick the anthem like this, beyach | |
ain' t t but hoes and tricks | |
Lick on deez nutz and suck the | |
Get' s the out after you' re done | |
And I hops in my Incomprehensible to make a quick run | |
To the store, to get me a 4 0 | |
Snoop Doggy | |
Dogg paged that must mean more hoes | |
So I head down the street to long beach | |
Just so I could meet, a freak | |
To lick me from my head to my feet | |
And I' m here, now | |
I' m ready to be done up | |
Nothin' but homies around so | |
I puts my gun up | |
on my nuts like clothes | |
But I' m from the pound and we don' t love them hoes | |
How could you trust a hoe?' | |
Cuz a hoe' s a trick | |
I don' t love them tricks' | |
Cuz a trick' s a | |
And my ' s constantly in her mouth | |
Turnin' them trick ass hoes the out now | |
I once had a named | |
Mandy MayUsed to be up in them guts like everyday | |
The was the bomb, had a on sprung | |
I was in love like a mutha a lickin' the protung | |
The homies used to tell me that she wasn' t no good | |
But I' m the maniac in black, | |
Mr. Snoop | |
EastwoodSo | |
I figure z wouldn' t trip with mine | |
Guess what? | |
Got gaffled by one time | |
I' m back to the mutha' county jail6 months on my chest, now it' s time to bail | |
I get' s released on a hot sunny day | |
My D. | |
O. C. and my homey | |
Dr. DreScooped in a coupe, | |
Snoop, we got news | |
Your girl was trickin' while you was draped in your county blues | |
I ain' t been out a second | |
And already gotta do some mutha' chin checkin' | |
Move up the block as we groove down the block | |
See, my girl' s house, | |
Dre, pass the glock | |
Kick in the do', | |
I look on the flo' | |
It' s my little cousin | |
Daz and he' s ' my hoe, yo ain' t t | |
I un ed my t, | |
I' m heartbroke but | |
I' m still loc' ed | |
Man, a | |
ain' t t but hoes and tricks | |
Lick on deez nutz and suck the | |
Get' s the out after you' re done | |
And I hops in my Incomprehensible to make a quick run | |
ain' t t but hoes and tricks | |
Lick on deez nutz and suck the | |
Get' s the out after you' re done | |
And I hops in my Incomprehensible to make a quick run ain' t t | |
I don' t give a about a ain' t t | |
But I and her know that they can' t fade this' | |
Cuz I' m doin' my own thing ain' t t | |
Down with the swang | |
I' m hangin' with | |
Death Row like it ain' t no thing | |
I say you know can' t deal ain' t t' | |
Cuz I' m a that' s real | |
Mother need to step back, hell yeah | |
They need to chill | |
Because I don' t give a ain' t t | |
And I don' t give a | |
And I don' t give a | |
I don' t give a | |
And now I gotta do some | |
I gotta do some t that' s clean ain' t t | |
But when I' m on a , hell yeah, | |
I get real mean | |
Like a wa ng machine | |
I can wash the clothes | |
All the hoes knows | |
That I' m on the flo' ho | |
But they can' t hang with my type on swang ain' t t | |
I ain' t tryin' to say | |
I suck every dingalang | |
But just the juicy ones | |
With the tip of the tongue | |
And then their sprung | |
With the nuts hung ain' t t |
zuò cí : Dat Nigga Daz, DOC ... | |
ain' t t but hoes and tricks | |
ain' t t but hoes and tricks | |
Lick on deez nutz and suck the | |
Get' s the out after you' re done | |
And I hops in my Incomprehensible to make a quick run | |
ain' t t but hoes and tricks | |
Lick on deez nutz and suck the | |
Get' s the out after you' re done | |
And I hops in my Incomprehensible to make a quick run | |
I used to know a named | |
Eric Wright | |
We used to roll around and the hoes at night | |
Tight than a muthar a with the gangsta beats | |
And we was ballin' on the mutha' | |
Compton streets | |
Peep, the t got deep and it was on | |
Number 1 song after number 1 song | |
Long as my mutha' pockets was fat | |
I didn' t give a where the was at | |
But she was hangin' with a white doin' the t she do | |
Suckin' on his just to get a buck or 2 | |
And the few ends she got didn' t mean nothin' | |
Now she' s suing ' cuz the t she be doin' ain' t t | |
can' t hang with the streets, she found herself short | |
So now she' s takin' me to court | |
It' s real conversation for your ass | |
So recognize and pass to | |
DazNow, as | |
I' m rollin' with my | |
Dre and Eastwood | |
' hoes, clockin' dough up to no good | |
We flip flop and serve hoes like flap jacks | |
But we don' t love them hoes, and it' s like that | |
This is what you look for in a hoe who got cash flow | |
Ya run up in them hoes and grab the cash | |
And get your dash on | |
While you' re chillin', with your homies and t | |
And how my z kick the anthem like this, beyach | |
ain' t t but hoes and tricks | |
Lick on deez nutz and suck the | |
Get' s the out after you' re done | |
And I hops in my Incomprehensible to make a quick run | |
To the store, to get me a 4 0 | |
Snoop Doggy | |
Dogg paged that must mean more hoes | |
So I head down the street to long beach | |
Just so I could meet, a freak | |
To lick me from my head to my feet | |
And I' m here, now | |
I' m ready to be done up | |
Nothin' but homies around so | |
I puts my gun up | |
on my nuts like clothes | |
But I' m from the pound and we don' t love them hoes | |
How could you trust a hoe?' | |
Cuz a hoe' s a trick | |
I don' t love them tricks' | |
Cuz a trick' s a | |
And my ' s constantly in her mouth | |
Turnin' them trick ass hoes the out now | |
I once had a named | |
Mandy MayUsed to be up in them guts like everyday | |
The was the bomb, had a on sprung | |
I was in love like a mutha a lickin' the protung | |
The homies used to tell me that she wasn' t no good | |
But I' m the maniac in black, | |
Mr. Snoop | |
EastwoodSo | |
I figure z wouldn' t trip with mine | |
Guess what? | |
Got gaffled by one time | |
I' m back to the mutha' county jail6 months on my chest, now it' s time to bail | |
I get' s released on a hot sunny day | |
My D. | |
O. C. and my homey | |
Dr. DreScooped in a coupe, | |
Snoop, we got news | |
Your girl was trickin' while you was draped in your county blues | |
I ain' t been out a second | |
And already gotta do some mutha' chin checkin' | |
Move up the block as we groove down the block | |
See, my girl' s house, | |
Dre, pass the glock | |
Kick in the do', | |
I look on the flo' | |
It' s my little cousin | |
Daz and he' s ' my hoe, yo ain' t t | |
I un ed my t, | |
I' m heartbroke but | |
I' m still loc' ed | |
Man, a | |
ain' t t but hoes and tricks | |
Lick on deez nutz and suck the | |
Get' s the out after you' re done | |
And I hops in my Incomprehensible to make a quick run | |
ain' t t but hoes and tricks | |
Lick on deez nutz and suck the | |
Get' s the out after you' re done | |
And I hops in my Incomprehensible to make a quick run ain' t t | |
I don' t give a about a ain' t t | |
But I and her know that they can' t fade this' | |
Cuz I' m doin' my own thing ain' t t | |
Down with the swang | |
I' m hangin' with | |
Death Row like it ain' t no thing | |
I say you know can' t deal ain' t t' | |
Cuz I' m a that' s real | |
Mother need to step back, hell yeah | |
They need to chill | |
Because I don' t give a ain' t t | |
And I don' t give a | |
And I don' t give a | |
I don' t give a | |
And now I gotta do some | |
I gotta do some t that' s clean ain' t t | |
But when I' m on a , hell yeah, | |
I get real mean | |
Like a wa ng machine | |
I can wash the clothes | |
All the hoes knows | |
That I' m on the flo' ho | |
But they can' t hang with my type on swang ain' t t | |
I ain' t tryin' to say | |
I suck every dingalang | |
But just the juicy ones | |
With the tip of the tongue | |
And then their sprung | |
With the nuts hung ain' t t |