C-Murder

C-Murder - Down For My B's lyrics

(feat. Mia X, Ms. Peaches & Traci)

[C-Murder: talking]

Fuck them bitches

Ladies, I ain't forget about y'all

I'm down for my bitches too you heard me

TRU Records respect us

I'd die for my bitches, fuck them other bitches

[Chorus x2]

Fuck them other bitches

Fuck them ragged ass hoes

Fuck them other bitches

Fuck them trifling ass hoes

Fuck them other bitches

Fuck them dirty ass hoes

Ole' nasty ass hoes

Ole' stank ass hoes

[Ms. Peaches]

Man fuck them bitches, you think I'm worried bout them hoes

All that mugging and bugging bitch I ain't bout no trouble

Now you done let your girls buck you up with all that yapping

Bitch I'm bout action if you ain't know who I am I don't give a fuck

You got it on your mind well bitch it's on my mind too

Whatever, whenever shit I'ma bring that fucking noise to you

You and your click hollin' I'm bout this and bout that

Well me and my girls bitch we gone show fa sho' we doubt that

Them hoes mad cause I'm down with TRU Records riding Excursions

DVD's on chrome interior leather but I bet you

Them hoes don't, want to fuck with me

I got a click of gangsta bitches that'll bust for me

If you ain't heard this and that I tell a hoe to her face

Don't give a fuck what you got on you from that blade to that mace

Cause if a hoe gone shake man that hoe better kill me

Cause if I'm still breathing I'ma make sure that bitch feel me

[Chorus x2]

[Traci]

Back up off me bitch, my time recognize

Get up off me trick 'fore I expose your insides

Fuck you bitch, remix, we can take it outside

So these hoes can see, how real chicks ride

Where they at, there they go, can't stand no fake hoe

No stank hoe, no think she could when she can't hoe

Confronting me with that bullshit, liquor flow hoe

You slow, make me bugged and shit, but not no more

How many hoes wanna go, against this chick right here

Caps still and throwing this here with g-nice I'm right here

You bout to sneeze ooh, look bitch I'm right here

Go ahead and talk that shit I'ma still be right here

So how you think you posted up in your face, with your nigga

Think you need to step back so you could see a clearer picture

And girl, we here to let these bitches know (what Trac')

Girl fuck what you going and fuck what you stand fo'

[Chorus x2]

[Mia X]

Fuck them other bitches looking hard in the club

Trying to bump cause they hating thinking to jump in the club

Trying to stunt in the club like y'all bout that shit

We spraying mace dead in your face straight run you out that bitch

Y'all hoes can pick if you want, but I'm not that bitch

What, headline gone read Mama popped that thug

And about my click, we so thick and we stay so fly

I guess that's why you chickenheads can bust a evil eye

Well please don't try, let the alcohol or the song bust you

Straight razor cut you bunch of messy ugly motherfuckers

Run up like we soft cause we pretty as mountains

You bitch you, we fin to remmy red bottles to hit you

You bitch you, and it ain't over till the paramedics come and get you

High beamed up on stretchers you and your bitch crew

We gone ride, we gone walk

Better know where you walk cause uh, we go fo'

My bitches don't start but they do wild out

We knock the gums out your mouth before we even get it out, fuck em

[Chorus x2]

[Chorus 2]

Fuck them other bitches

Cause I'm down for my bitches

Fuck them other bitches

I bust rounds for my bitches

Fuck them other bitches

I'm gone clown for my bitches

Fuck them other bitches

It's all about my bitches

[Chorus 3]

Fuck them other bitches

Cause I rides for my bitches

Fuck them other bitches

I just tore up your tire with my bitches

[Chorus 4]

Fuck them other bitches

I gets money jump slides with my bitches

Fuck them other bitches

It's all about my bitches

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