Ice T - Bitches 2 Lyrics

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I once knew this brother

Who i thought was cool with me

Chilled out together

Even went to school with me

Fly nigga my ace boon coon

We used to low ride together

Shot dice in the bathroom

You want trouble

Well trouble you found

'cause we diss ya then issue

The critical beat down

He needed money

I would always come through

Needed a car he could use mine too

But bust this

Out on the street

People say he was riffin'

Callin' me a sucker

Talkin' bout how foul i'm livin'

Someone heard him

Poppin' that shit last week

Frontin' for some pussy

From some big butt freak

Sayin' i'm his worker

I was on his dick

Talkin' that crazy old weak assed shit

And after all of that

She still walked away

How ya gonna diss your boy

To get some play?

And when i stepped to him about it

He said who snitched?

Yo how did he go out?

He went out like a bitch

So ladies

We just ain't talkin' 'bout you

'cause some of you niggas

Is bitches too

I knew this brother named mitch

Stong player

He meet a girl in five minutes he lay her

Trucked crazy jewels

Hands smothered in ice

Been to prison not once but twice

Kept a stupid thick posse

Made of thugs and

Crooks and hoods

And vet hustlers

Who were up to no good

But they all stood behind him

And watched his back

That's the only way

To roll on the track

But yo

Mitch got rushed by the feds last week

They snatched by the trunk

Of his white cornice

Took a look inside

And what did they see

Two keys and a gallon of p.c.p

Oh shit the thought crashed

Mitch's subliminal

Three strikes that's called

Habitual criminal

So instead of goin' under

He snitched on his whole posse

Maxed at the crib

And sipped martini and rossi

Sold out his whole crew

That rat named mitch

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Yo how did he go out?

He went out like a bitch

So ladies

We just ain't talkin' 'bout you

'cause some of you'll niggas

Is bitches too

I knew this guy

That was never that fly

Couldn't act cool

Even when he tried

When we played rough

He always cried

When he told stories he always lied

A black brother

Who was missin' the cool part

He had the color

But was missin' the true heart

When we would fight

He would always go down quick

So he took karate

And he still got his ass kicked

But now he's married

And he kicks his wife's ass

Says it comes from problems

That he had in the past

Doesn't like blacks

Claims he's upper class

Joined the police got himself a badge

Now he rolls the streets

And he's out to jack

Doggin' young brothers

'cause they usually don't fight back

Got a white partner

And he asked for that

And every night

Another head they crack

So now he's big man

But he really ain't shit

Yo how did he go out?

He went out like a bitch

So ladies

We just ain't talkin' 'bout you

'cause a lot of this pigs

Are bitches too

Out one night with my crew

And some new kid

I didn't know homeboy but evil e did

So i thought he was cool

We rode in his ride

Rag top tray on daytons

Lifted side to side

We hit the party deep

Niggas was hawkin' me

You could feel the vibe

Of thick artillery

Parliament was on some o.g shit

I put my back to the wall

And felt my pistol grip

All of a sudden

Niggas started trippin'

Flippin' the record started skippin'

Wildin' fools started lockin' up

Gats cracked

The room started smokin' up

Me and he hit the floor

And then the back door

My boys let off an automatic encore

But when we made it out to the ride

It was gone we had to shoot it out

Side by side

Punk left us there to die in a ditch

Yo how did he go out?

He went out like a bitch

So ladies

We just ain't talkin' 'bout you

'cause you scary ass niggas

Is bitches too

So if you're wonderin'

Why we are lookin' at you

Funny if you thought

You always tell a brother

You've got a lot of money

But you don't 'cause

Yo lad you know what i be frontin'

I'ma tell you why?

'cause

You act like you can fight

But when there's a real fight

You find out that

Your i'ma do it eyes i'ma do it eyes

No you ain't man

No you ain't come

A brother think you've got back up

But you really don't

You know why

I wouldn't even hit you with my fist

I'd smack that shit out of you

'cause

I know the real brothers

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