Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Got a few hoes like Pablo
Got a few plugs like Chapo
Gotta fuck bitches everywhere I go
But I always get away like Chapo
Always get away like Chapo
I always get away like Chapo
Know a few hoes up in Atlanta
I know a few hoes up in Chicago
[Verse 2]
Police always tryna lock me up
1800, man, it got me drunk
Trey five seven, man, I got me one
That sticky ass weed, better light me one
Homie Snoop locked in the county
In supermax, homie tryna program
Southside reppin' and they know that
Man, I love the hood, but it love me way before that
You was at a motel chillin' with a hoodrat bitch
Homies walked in on some hoodrat shit
But it really don't matter 'cause the bitch don't love you
Met the homies, now the bitch don't want you
She wanna take a flick, then go take some dick
Then go brag to friends, it don't make no sense
Ho-ish activist, never practiced this
Black on black, my rims, I don't have to trip
Bitch put money in my books
Bitch put money in my books
I'm tryna make a big ass spread with the crooks
Tryna break bread with the rest of the hood (What's good?)
[Verse 3]
Got a few hoes like Pablo
Got a few plugs like Chapo
Gotta fuck bitches everywhere I go
But I always get away like Chapo
Always get away like Chapo
I always get away like Chapo
Know a few hoes up in Atlanta
I know a few hoes up in Chicago
[Verse 4]
I send a letter to my homies at six twelve
I know you 'bout to go to court, hope it goes well
I know you got a big smile 'cause you got mail
And the judge just told you you got bail
All day sittin' in them holdin' tanks
Tryna make phone calls, tryna make three-ways
We don't give a fuck what the police say
We don't give a fuck about hoes these days
On the bus from the county to Wayside
Little homie's 'bout to go and do state time
With his blues on, walkin' through the main line
He got caught with drugs and a TEC-9
Shit was never easy
Runnin' from the cops on blocks, believe me
Gunshots poppin' off when the enemy see me
Southern California, only one King G
I gave a hug to the homies when I got out
Now these fuckboys better go and bow down
First thing that I heard on the radio
Some old Snoop Dogg and the Dogg Pound
[Verse 5]
Got a few hoes like Pablo
Got a few plugs like Chapo
Gotta fuck bitches everywhere I go
But I always get away like Chapo
Always get away like Chapo
I always get away like Chapo
Know a few hoes up in Atlanta
I know a few hoes up in Chicago
Written by: Alex Gonzalez, Hernán Mendoza
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