Troy Ave – Chuck Norris (Hoes & Gangstas) (Album Of The Summer Album)

I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
Getting head in the Benz, it’s super
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
Tissue, what’s really the issue?
Harry with the cane, got the powder, get the cost
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I don’t do drugs, let the bitches try it
I ain’t that kind when I blow it, ain’t a whistle
Unofficial niggas always hate on the official
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
I’m a pretty fly nigga that’ll shoot ya
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
Been married to the game and we still ain’t divorced
[Hook]
She get high on the fucking low
I am that kind that stand over you with pistols
Yousa Kit Kat, gimme a break
I never, ever let a nigga play me
If you get caught, don’t say me
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters

I’m out here just to flourish
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters

I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
Medusa, all this Medusa
Now they kissing in the strip club
You the type of low I ain’t feeling
Catch a bitch eyeing niggas, then manuver
We ain’t cool, we ain’t friends, we ain’t homies
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
You the type of low I ain’t feeling
I’m head to toe in Versace but don’t fuck with snakes

[Hook]
They are Charmin, they are Scott soft
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
The type that don’t take care of they children
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
[Hook]
[Verse 1]
Eating off a digi-scale, fish diet
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
It is what it is and I feel no remorse
Fake niggas stop acting like you know me
They frauds, they knock offs
[Hook]
I never, ever let a nigga play me

I’m getting money, you should try it
She get bi so I fuck ’em both
[Verse 2]
Doing Business, doing fitness, so I floss, of course
If you get caught, don’t say me
Close your motherfucking mouth, you can learn hoe
Real ones know to be quiet
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters

I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
Giving niggas every chance just to pop off
A few dollars make ’em do the most
Kicking that shit like Chuck Norris
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
If you get caught, don’t say me
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters

I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
The type that don’t take care of they children
I never, ever let a nigga play me

I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
You the type of low I ain’t feeling
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
[Verse 3]
The type that don’t take care of they children
Saint Laurent, stand firm though
In the streets with the top off