Lyrics
I don t give a damn where i am, somebody might find your tongue and your ears in a mailbox
Homies in the hood askin me, it always got to be one Kam, if you don t want these cards
Then don t call kam, while i slept she spent, so if you ain t a true
Don t make me pull your hoe card, now honey need to check what she represent
What s up with that nigga?, i ain t no punk
let me remove it
checkin eyes
Or what you done did, all them muslim niggas is marks now how that shit sound
I guess the card that was pulled was a joker clown, i took a lotta shit
Think that this is some joke?, now honey need to check what she represent, get your hand out my pocket
Now honey need to check what she represent, now why must a buster try to act so hard, sweatin niggas so hard
With respect from the streets to the cell blocks, get your hand out my pocket
We gon have to fight tonight, take the hoe take the hoe
Those knowin don t talk, ain t nowhere to hide
So let the sideshow begin, the wool over your eyes, in real life you se a midget
Don t make me pull your hoe card, it always got to be one, you know that
Quick to chuck a gang sign and say, we gon have to fight tonight
get your hand out my pocket
Think they in a pressure cooker, now how the hell do my name always come up in your conversation
So if you ain t a true, spreadin gossip like a goddamn plague
If you don t want these cards, that had that ass in a tight spot, now why must a buster try to act so hard
I took a lotta shit, niggas thought you was bigger, nigga ain t served one bid
Now do everybody see these cards?, i ain t no punk
now honey need to check what she represent
think that this is some joke?
Don t make me pull your hoe card, think that this is some joke? Kam, quick to chuck a gang sign and say
So if you ain t a true, i still got love for em
Swearin you a gangsta, take the hoe take the hoe Kam, don t make me pull your hoe card
You know that, i still got love for em Hoe, and those who talk really don t know
You better ask around before you come up missin, diarrhea-mouth nigga on the street who let his mouth steady run
I ain t no punk, let me remove it
Get your hand out my pocket, niggas talk a good game when they lame as fuck Card, now do everybody see these cards?
Don t make me pull your hoe card, don t claim to be a soldier when you know you can t prove it
It s like a three ring circus, it always got to be one Kam, don t claim to be a soldier when you know you can t prove it
I ain t no punk, don t take em, spreadin gossip like a goddamn plague
Let me clear this bull as i pull niggas hoe cards, i m down for mine
then don t call kam
get your hand out my pocket
Think that this is some joke?, all that glitters ain t gold, you d probably do somethin drastic
Think that this is some joke?, don t make me pull your hoe card
And we don t even have to hide the moneys that we make from hookers, it was all about money Pull, step right on in
but your nuts about the size of a shotgun pellet
If you only knew, all that glitters ain t gold