Cito on the Beat - Chuck Norris (Hoes N Gangstas) lyrics

[Hook] You the type of low I ain't feeling The type that don't take care of they children I never, ever let a n***a play me If you get caught, don't say me I f**s with the hoes and the gangsters I'm up with the dough yelling thank you I f**s with the hoes and the gangsters I'm up with the dough yelling thank you [Verse 1] I'm out here just to flourish Kicking that sh** like Chuck Norris Saint Laurent, stand firm though Close your motherf**ing mouth, you can learn hoe Real ones know to be quiet I'm getting money, you should try it Eating off a digi-scale, fish diet I don't do d**, let the b**hes try it She get high on the f**ing low She get bi so I f** 'em both Now they kissing in the strip club A few dollars make 'em do the most [Hook] You the type of low I ain't feeling The type that don't take care of they children I never, ever let a n***a play me If you get caught, don't say me I f**s with the hoes and the gangsters I'm up with the dough yelling thank you I f**s with the hoes and the gangsters I'm up with the dough yelling thank you [Verse 2] Fake n***as stop acting like you know me We ain't cool, we ain't friends, we ain't homies Yousa Kit Kat, gimme a break I'm head to toe in Versace but don't f** with snakes Medusa, all this Medusa I'm a pretty fly n***a that'll shoot ya Catch a b**h eyeing n***as, then manuver Getting head in the Benz, it's super [Hook] I f**s with the hoes and the gangsters I'm up with the dough yelling thank you I f**s with the hoes and the gangsters I'm up with the dough yelling thank you I f**s with the hoes and the gangsters I'm up with the dough yelling thank you I f**s with the hoes and the gangsters I'm up with the dough yelling thank you [Verse 3] In the streets with the top off Giving n***as every chance just to pop off They frauds, they knock offs They are Charmin, they are Scott soft Tissue, what's really the issue? Unofficial n***as always hate on the official I ain't that kind when I blow it, ain't a whistle I am that kind that stand over you with pistols It is what it is and I feel no remorse Been married to the game and we still ain't divorced Harry with the cane, got the powder, get the cost Doing Business, doing fitness, so I floss, of course [Hook] You the type of low I ain't feeling The type that don't take care of they children I never, ever let a n***a play me If you get caught, don't say me I f**s with the hoes and the gangsters I'm up with the dough yelling thank you I f**s with the hoes and the gangsters I'm up with the dough yelling thank you I f**s with the hoes and the gangsters I'm up with the dough yelling thank you I f**s with the hoes and the gangsters I'm up with the dough yelling thank you