Versuri Stank Ass Hoe

 
[Sen Dog] 
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha  
Once again, ha ha ha  
We back, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha  
 
[B-Real] 
Now all these new nigas tryin to bust grips 
Keep tryin, I'm shittin all over yo tapes 
And yo CDs, you see these 
Niggas wit the weed leaves, you need these 
Hill biggas to bust trigga, sicka sicka 
The rhyme spitter spittin over the transmittor 
I got double platinum records on the wall  
While you got double cheeseburgers in yo toilet stall 
Cats wanna try me, you must be high 
Cause you havin fuckin +Illusions+, no lie, what you usin? 
Gimme some of that shit (shit), you fakin it 
Any little title you got, I'm takin it 
You can't have it, you didn't earn it 
Spit on yo name, shit on it, and burn it 
Suckas wanna floss and play the big boss 
What movie you livin in and how much did it cost? 
What role are you playin?  I'm only sayin 
You're the record gettin played and I'm DJ'in 
Playin you, playin you, and playin you 
Decayin you, I'm tyin and breakin you (ah ha ha) 
 
[Chorus: B-Real (Sen Dog)] 
You're a weak ass hoe 
Punk slow yo role 
You're nothin but a clone 
With nothin to show 
You're a weak ass hoe 
Need a style of your own 
You're a weak ass hoe 
You're a weak ass hoe (Punk ass nigga) 
Leave me alone (Carbon copyin muthafucka) 
Punk nigga wit no flow (You ain't shit) 
You're a weak ass hoe (Fuck your little record, punk) 
You're a weak ass hoe (Eat a dick) 
 
[B-Real] 
Now look at her over there (damn), lookin all fine 
Shakin her ass, tellin me to grab from behind 
Please don't mind me, you'll find me 
Rollin the pine trees, women askin to sign these 
Well OK, but you're gonna get me in trouble 
Nice ones, I gotta be out on the double 
I'll be in that corner table wit my homies 
Gettin stoney tryin to avoid the phonies 
Huh, what you askin? Do I got plastic 
To buy you and yo friends drinks? Do I have assets? 
Do I got a big home? Do I live alone? 
Can I use yo cell phone?, feelin my bone 
She wanna ride me, she wanna tie me 
Around her tiny little finger and ride me blindly 
I don't think so, you stink, hoe 
The chain in yo brain is missin a link, hoe 
Please back up, I know you look good 
But that ain't enough to get half of my stuff, bitch 
(ah ha ha, that's right, you're a stank hoe!) 
 
[Chorus: B-Real (Sen Dog)] 
You're a stank ass hoe 
Tryin to get dough 
Leave me alone 
Cause you can't roll 
You're a stank ass hoe 
Nut ridin pro 
You're a stank ass hoe 
A stank ass hoe 
Leave me alone (Broke ass hoodrat) 
You can't roll (You can't roll) 
You're a stank ass hoe 
A stank ass hoe (Stank ass hoe) 
You're a stank ass hoe (Dick suckin tramp) 
(Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha) 
(Bring it back homie, come on, huh) 
 
[B-Real] 
Here goes another example to begin it 
With a twist (yeah) like pussy I'm in it 
When I look at me, I look and see 
How long it took for you to throw the book at me 
Damn that shit hurts, but I put in work 
These niggas are like germs, over the counter they lurk 
And smirk when you fall down, but I calm down 
And put the anti-bacterial assault down 
Kill germs that wanna test, they want the best 
Comparin you to me is like a nigga to the cess 
Never settle for stress, or wack rappers 
I'm rockin the outta the West and rockin the East (?) 
 
[Chorus: B-Real (Sen Dog)] 
(Punk ass nigga) 
You're a bitch ass hoe 
Knockin on my door 
Leave me alone 
Cause you got no soul 
You're a bitch ass hoe (Trick ass hoe) 
Need to find a place to go 
You're a bitch ass hoe (Punk ass niggas) 
You're a bitch ass hoe 
Don't touch the microphone 
You're a bitch ass hoe (Eat a muthafuckin dick) 
You're a bitch ass hoe 
Leave me alone 
Got no place to go 
You're a bitch ass hoe (Trick ass hoe) 
[humming]