Lord Infamous - f** Y'all Hoes lyrics

(Talking)-[D.J Paul] and [Juicy "J"] Chorus 1: [Juicy "J''] If you ain't claiming G-D (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming V-L (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming Crips Then (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming Bloods Then (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming BHZ (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming North Memphis (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming Orange Mound (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming Southpark (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) [Verse 1: Lord Infamous] (Scarecrow) b**h we ain't entertainers We warfare trainers We ain't gang bangers But we'll make you famous I'll show you falling hopes I'll show you slippery slopes I show you suicide notes I'm dangling from the ropes You talkin' Tokyo Up in the studio But in the streets they ho You cooler than Fuzzo But if he hit the coke And wanna go for broke Let's get them guns out ho, I'll fill you f**ing full of holes [ Verse 2: Juicy J] I can fight this n***a I can whoop this n***a I can (Gun loading) (Gun Shots) BOOM! With the trigger I can rob this boy, I can mob this boy I can call a f**ing k**er, do a job on this boy I can make this fool, I can rape this fool I can get them off my five o-clock or ten o-clock news I can lend a helping hand I can be your f**ing friend I can leave his body stankin' in a Kroger garbage can Chorus 2: If you ain't claiming Hollywood (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming Walker Homes (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming Foot Home (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming Walter Simmons (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming Smokey City (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming Evergreen (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming LMG (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming Dixie Homes (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) [Verse 3: Gangsta Boo] Don't play with the Hypnotize C-A-M-P (A-C) Blowin' small balls n***a feel me MAYBE! I be what chu' call the first lady Triple Six put me through the doors getting money Now you Jelous-Ass-b**hes in my face Tryin take my sh** out of place (you be steppin' b**h) I be on some Hennesy Mixed with some Alizae Smokin' on some hay On my way On that plat "A" ("A") [Verse 4: D.J. Paul] Im hittin on some small n***as (that rob n***as) Smoke coke (With big mob figures) That star n***as In P-Agg ya Get em' recorded they own pictures Im takin' puss, and dankin' drankin' Drank wit warning n***as I poke them stagged up And round wit trigga happy n***as Im talkin ski-mask And Gauge up out of the back seat n***as Pull the triggers And I keep a tone, world-rone Dangers on, Hustle grown Sippin' on, Burn a post Papers on, but still im home Chorus 3: If you ain't claiming New Chicago (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming Roxy Brown (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming p**y Valley (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming Fowler Homes (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming Douglas Then (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming Trig Then (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming Mclemore (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming Bunker Hill (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) [Verse 5: Koopsta Knicca] No issues You think this kid f**ed up the f**ing problem b**h you don't know that Koopsta Knicca is a murder robber Got yo motherf**ing brother in the back seat Sweat drippin' off his neck Son of b**h you don't know me "KOOPSTA" I kinda hear the whispers in his f**ing bed "KNICCA" And you think you got that strip Than why don't you get with him And if you wanna stress me Grab my 8.0 is you dead Say mister come adress ya Koopsta got em' scared!!! Chorus 4: If you ain't claiming Hyde Park (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming Ridge Grove (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming Ridge Crest (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming Bartlett Then (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming Germantown (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't claiming (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) If you ain't naming (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) (fu*k Y'ALL HOES) (fu*k Y'ALL HOES)