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letra de muthafuck you hoes - t-rock & mr. sche

[chorus: mr. sche]
don’t let a b-tch n-gga stop me
m-th-f-ck you hoes
don’t let the smile make you think i’m weak
m-th-f-ck you hoes
i guarantee you f-ckin’ with a beast
m-th-f-ck you hoes
i ride solo and i pack heat
m-th-f-ck you hoes
don’t let a b-tch n-gga stop me
m-th-f-ck you hoes
don’t let the smile make you think i’m weak
m-th-f-ck you hoes
i guarantee you f-ckin’ with a beast
m-th-f-ck you hoes
i ride solo and i pack heat
m-th-f-ck you hoes

[verse 1: t-rock]
t-rock in this hoe, i got them memphis roots, but i’m straight from atlanta
college park up in this b-tch, we cook the beef and eat the anna
i am tony, run up on me, sh-t get gangsta like sopranos
c-ck them hammers, “what’s up b-tch!?”
who thе f-ck wanna play around with montana? (b-tch!)
bust up chops, i’m a player first, check my paperwork
i don’t work [?], attackin’ high up [?] mеrch (b-tch!)
you had problems in your life already, you done made it worse (b-tch!)
motherf-ck you hoe, you laid yo bed, now b-tch, embrace yo he-rs- (brra brra brra!)
you wasn’t there, never with me, a friend of me
simply sucker, you suck too low
i know exactly where you and yo people stay
i could easily snuff you, hoe
put you inside of the back of the chevrolet
suffocate you and you’re dusty, hoe
but i got bigger sh-t on my agenda, so i’ma say “motherf-ck you hoes”
[chorus: mr. sche]
don’t let a b-tch n-gga stop me (yeah!)
m-th-f-ck you hoes
don’t let the smile make you think i’m weak
m-th-f-ck you hoes
i guarantee you f-ckin’ with a beast
m-th-f-ck you hoes
i ride solo and i pack heat
m-th-f-ck you hoes
don’t let a b-tch n-gga stop me
m-th-f-ck you hoes
don’t let the smile make you think i’m weak
m-th-f-ck you hoes
i guarantee you f-ckin’ with a beast
m-th-f-ck you hoes
i ride solo and i pack heat
m-th-f-ck you hoes

[verse 2: tom skeemask]
look here! i’m from memphis, i want yo undivided attention
look, don’t be playin’ with my money or my gangster or my pimpin’
i grew up here, born and raised
from orange mound to the [hays?] (yes sir)
worked my fingers to the bone every night, tryin’ to get paid
i’m a slave to this hustle, folks who struggle on the track
perpetrators’ often hate me, but that’s how they treat a mack
but i bet ya, they won’t jump (nope)
‘cause a gangster keep that pump (yah!)
ain’t a rapper, i’m that n-gga that’ll leave a b-tch n-gga slumped
daddy haters, they don’t call me, put bends into your road
if you happen to not be home, leave a bomb on yo porch
now you know b-tch, this not a game, never was for sure
i’m still mackin’, still pimpin’, screamin’ “m-th-f-ck a hoe!”
[chorus: mr. sche]
don’t let a b-tch n-gga stop me
m-th-f-ck you hoes
don’t let the smile make you think i’m weak
m-th-f-ck you hoes
i guarantee you f-ckin’ with a beast
m-th-f-ck you hoes
i ride solo and i pack heat
m-th-f-ck you hoes
don’t let a b-tch n-gga stop me
m-th-f-ck you hoes
don’t let the smile make you think i’m weak
m-th-f-ck you hoes
i guarantee you f-ckin’ with a beast
m-th-f-ck you hoes
i ride solo and i pack heat
m-th-f-ck you hoes

[verse 3: mr. sche]
stay in your lane, suckers provoked, you get hit
if you ain’t down with that mound, mane, shut yo lip
i’m the crowd-pleasing-bandit, that’s me, i’m still here
i done f-cked with them busters, gone, lend me yo ear (i can’t hear y’all)
keep talkin’ all of that sh-t, i ain’t down with that
you crossed the d-mn line, suckers, now i’m on the attack
only one shot you get, can you hear this b-tch? (i can’t hear you)
now the squad is gonna get ya, you done made that list (uh huh)
foolish for you to say that you’re down with this team
all i do is sit back and i soak that scene
too much talkin’ out of here, you’re gonna say that you’re gold
i don’t give a d-mn about ya, m-th-f-ck you hoe (let’s go)
[chorus: mr. sche]
don’t let a b-tch n-gga stop me
m-th-f-ck you hoes
don’t let the smile make you think i’m weak
m-th-f-ck you hoes
i guarantee you f-ckin’ with a beast
m-th-f-ck you hoes
i ride solo and i pack heat
m-th-f-ck you hoes
don’t let a b-tch n-gga stop me
m-th-f-ck you hoes
don’t let the smile make you think i’m weak
m-th-f-ck you hoes
i guarantee you f-ckin’ with a beast
m-th-f-ck you hoes
i ride solo and i pack heat
m-th-f-ck you hoes

[bridge: tom skeemask]
yes sir! shoutout to dj squeeky
the entire orange mound, it’s goin’ down

[outro: mr. sche]
m-th-f-ck you hoes
m-th-f-ck you hoes
m-th-f-ck you hoes
m-th-f-ck you hoes
m-th-f-ck you hoes
m-th-f-ck you hoes
m-th-f-ck you hoes
m-th-f-ck you hoes
m-th-f-ck you hoes
m-th-f-ck you hoes
m-th-f-ck you hoes
m-th-f-ck you hoes

- t rock mr sche

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