These Hoes lyrics

[Intro: Jamal Bryant]
Every sister, just elbow another sister
"He should've listened!"
Every brother, would you tap another brother
And say, "I should've listened to her"
God, help me, [?] forgive me
But I gotta tell you, these hoes ain’t loyal
You gotta find somebody
(Let me see)
G-mix!
(Let me see)

[Verse 1: Kurupt]
Well, if Kurupt gave a f*ck about a b*tch
I'd always be broke
She's always up to something
She's in the back but she fronting
She fronting, ain't saying nothing
Ain't nothing to get her sucking
And f*cking no matter what (Is that your b*tch?)
Yo' b*tch innocent, my di*k in her throat
You assume
You got her on lock
Go to the backroom
Come back out
And your b*tch is got
See, I trust 'em not
Yo b*tch, her b*tch, my b*tch and I
I had a bad b*tch, she was real fly
She was real fine
I paid her no mind
Trick-ass b*tch
And that's why
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
When a rich n*gga want you
And your n*gga can't do nothing for ya
Ah, these hoes ain't loyal
Whoa, these hoes ain't loyal
[?]

[Verse 2: Daz Dillinger]
What's our motto?
Let me see
They say, "It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none!"
That's yo b*tch, homie
You know we all had some
When a n*gga can't do nothing for you
What did you do?
She say, "Don't find me, I'll find you."
She got a man at home
But she sneaking out late night
It's her birthday and a n*gga [?] right
I got the ice and to top it off
[?] to set it off, b*tch
Get naked, girl, take it off
I knew from the get-go, you ain't sh*t
The way she gravitated to my cash and my di*k
I need a b*tch with her own money, own car, own crib
Then if not, that n*gga Daz gon' be...
[Chorus: Chris Brown, Snoop Dogg]
When a rich n*gga want you
(I want y'all to [?] somebody)
And your n*gga can't do nothing for ya (For real?) (Nothing, no)
(Where you wanna meet, homie?)
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (Ah, nah.) (No they ain't)
Whoa, these hoes ain't loyal (I used to f*ck with this b*tch. Come on, dog.)
Yeah, yeah, let me see

[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg]
Guess who's back in the motherf*cking house
Putting di*k in your b*tch mouth, no doubt
Had to do a reroute
DPGC what we bout, yeah oh
And don't you hate when a n*gga try to introduce you
To a b*tch that you already stuck di*k to
Now, you gotta play it off, uh
'Cause this n*gga in love in front of the club, scrub
Knick, knack, paddy whack
She belong to the game
Get that b*tch back
Now, if I want, I can have that
I used to f*ck with her auntie
That b*tch is a pack rat (for real, though)

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
When a rich n*gga want you (Want you, baby)
And your n*gga can't do nothing for ya (No, nothing, no)
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (Oh, no)
Whoa, these hoes ain't loyal (G-mix)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let me see
[Outro: Snoop Dogg, Chris Brown]
Say, man
You know I've been in this game for like twenty something years, man
So I done seen a lotta hoes, man
And to see these n*ggas wife these b*tches and life these b*tches and like these b*tches
It's crazy, man, 'cause these hoes ain't loyal, man
That b*tch will be with you in the club and she be texting me
Or the homeboy, oh yeah, she suck a good di*k
And let me tell you about it
I bet she got a tattoo right by her navel, right?
And that motherf*cker say, uh
Oh yeah, I know that much, for real, though
You know how I know?
'Cause that's my b*tch, n*gga
I taught the b*tch everything she know
You know what I'm saying?
She's nothing without me
I am everything, to the thing, you hear me?
That's what the b*tch is trained to do:
To break and make you pay her to pay me
She's unloyal to you, but (When a rich n*gga want you) she's very loyal to me, yes sir
(And your n*gga can't do nothing for you) It ain't nothing yo' n*gga can do to save this sh*t either
It's real pimping, b*tch
See, these hoes ain't loyal See DPGC up in here now
You know, Kurupt, he go real guerilla (These hoes ain't loyal) on a b*tch
And you know, Daz, he's stone age pimp on the b*tch
(When a rich n*gga want you) And I'm just so old-school, you know, I go Hamlet on a hoe
(And your n*gga can't do nothing for you) Hahaha, oh yeah, we from the Buss-A-Hoe tribe
You ain't never heard of us? (These hoes ain't loyal)
We from the Buss-A-Hoe tribe, n*gga, haha
Yeah, these hoes ain't loyal
So we will bust yo' hoe, n*gga
(G-mix)
CB, what up, Cuh?
You fresh out, n*gga
Thought I thought
Thought you thought
Don't get caught
Yeah, it ain't yo fault
She likes sucking di*k, hahaha