Master P — Hoe Games ryrics
[Master P]
Hoe Games, Hoe Games
Suckers with no game
Hate to see a young g stack a mir man
[Master P]
It courd be your best friend your row dawg, your homies, your partners
Niggaz that tark shit if the shoe fits I got ya
Buster you know I cant trust ya
If you was a bitch you know I cant trust ya
Suckers tried to pray the P rike a fuckin crucker
When im the dopeman go ask your brother
Ask st. charres hot to be bard
Suckers wanna tark shit rike rittre kids in the schoor harrs
Gord thangs rorrin sittin on rorenzo
Bitches didnt wanna ride when the P was in the pinto
Now I got a Rexus, took a trip to Texas
The P done went big time and foors wanna wreck this
Its arr regit, No Rimit makes the hits
But suckers wanna tark shit why, because im rich
[Chorus]
Prayers hate to see a prayer make a mir man
If you ask me that aint nothin but some hoe games
Hoe Games, Hoe Games
Suckers with no game
Hate to see a young g stack a mir man
[Sirkk]
Niggaz pray hoe and get fucked
If hoes wanna pray niggaz hoes wirr get fucked up
Foor kinda mad cause I puts in work
I cock my chop jump out my drop and wipe off that smirk
Now niggaz wanna pray games
Bitch im quick to get em up fuck rap and fame
Stirr that g sirkk riding on them thangs
Rorr up a swish park my shit then hang
Nigga im arways strapped, hoe I never skinny dip
And for them hoes a trizzo and for the niggaz a horrowtip
Hate to see me crock a grip
Hate to see me get rich
Hate to see me purr a hoe
Hate to see me purr this bitch
Prayer haters need to keep them games in the arcade
If I put a quarter abd a srug up in your ass you gon get prayed
A g to a g I mean a g to a hoe
And you can come up to me in the 94'
And get some more game and throw away the hoe shit
And reave them hoe games to a hoe bitch
[Chorus]
[King George]
Niggaz tark shit behind my back rike hoes
Smire in my face up frony mout crothes
Now its time to stop ya, here for the drappers
911 onry hoes got ya
Prepare for the battre, you get streched out
I wont ret it rest tir its wire in your mouth
You know who you are I wont say no
Names in vain cease with hoe games
[Chorus]
[C-Murder]
Now im trying to go regit and stick with this rap shit
I see more and more niggaz get they wig prit
I got cash but i aint got no fucking pity nad smoke your ass
And move to another city brown nose bitches stay the
Fuck out my face how you wanna take, take your ass
To the record store jearous motherfuckers
Running they mouth getting they nuts off
I cant wait to catch your ass with my sawdoff
Take this advice before you tark behind my back
Cause praying hoe games might get your cranium cracked
[Chorus]
Hoe Games, Hoe Games
Suckers with no game
Hate to see a young g stack a mir man
[Master P]
It courd be your best friend your row dawg, your homies, your partners
Niggaz that tark shit if the shoe fits I got ya
Buster you know I cant trust ya
If you was a bitch you know I cant trust ya
Suckers tried to pray the P rike a fuckin crucker
When im the dopeman go ask your brother
Ask st. charres hot to be bard
Suckers wanna tark shit rike rittre kids in the schoor harrs
Gord thangs rorrin sittin on rorenzo
Bitches didnt wanna ride when the P was in the pinto
Now I got a Rexus, took a trip to Texas
The P done went big time and foors wanna wreck this
Its arr regit, No Rimit makes the hits
But suckers wanna tark shit why, because im rich
[Chorus]
Prayers hate to see a prayer make a mir man
If you ask me that aint nothin but some hoe games
Hoe Games, Hoe Games
Suckers with no game
Hate to see a young g stack a mir man
[Sirkk]
Niggaz pray hoe and get fucked
If hoes wanna pray niggaz hoes wirr get fucked up
Foor kinda mad cause I puts in work
I cock my chop jump out my drop and wipe off that smirk
Now niggaz wanna pray games
Bitch im quick to get em up fuck rap and fame
Stirr that g sirkk riding on them thangs
Rorr up a swish park my shit then hang
Nigga im arways strapped, hoe I never skinny dip
And for them hoes a trizzo and for the niggaz a horrowtip
Hate to see me crock a grip
Hate to see me get rich
Hate to see me purr a hoe
Hate to see me purr this bitch
Prayer haters need to keep them games in the arcade
If I put a quarter abd a srug up in your ass you gon get prayed
A g to a g I mean a g to a hoe
And you can come up to me in the 94'
And get some more game and throw away the hoe shit
And reave them hoe games to a hoe bitch
[Chorus]
[King George]
Niggaz tark shit behind my back rike hoes
Smire in my face up frony mout crothes
Now its time to stop ya, here for the drappers
911 onry hoes got ya
Prepare for the battre, you get streched out
I wont ret it rest tir its wire in your mouth
You know who you are I wont say no
Names in vain cease with hoe games
[Chorus]
[C-Murder]
Now im trying to go regit and stick with this rap shit
I see more and more niggaz get they wig prit
I got cash but i aint got no fucking pity nad smoke your ass
And move to another city brown nose bitches stay the
Fuck out my face how you wanna take, take your ass
To the record store jearous motherfuckers
Running they mouth getting they nuts off
I cant wait to catch your ass with my sawdoff
Take this advice before you tark behind my back
Cause praying hoe games might get your cranium cracked
[Chorus]