Don't Gimme No H.A.N.

(All talking at once) [Esham] OK... Yo this is Detroit niggas... Highland Park [Moebadis] Man get that hoe ass nigga up out the studio, man! He sound like a bitch! [TNT] Yeah get that bitch ass nigga up outta here, man Dick suckin ass nigga [Moebadis] Hoe ass nigga! [Esham] That's right... we ain't fuckin wit no hoe ass niggas [TNT] Yeah, Moebadis, you tell them hoe ass niggas [Moebadis] I'll tell you like this muthafucka I ain't want no hoe ass nigga around... [Esham] Bitch you wanna ride a niggas coat tails Know what I'm sayin all the way to the top [TNT] For real! None of this shit nigga! Gothom bitch! [Moebadis] Gothom... [Esham] Bitch you better do some work! Know what I'm sayin, Gothom, all that [Mastamind] Youse a hoe ass nigga WHAT! [Esham] Youse a hoe ass nigga, don't gimme no HAN Nigga fuck your bank, and ya breath stank Youse a hoe ass nigga, all by yourself If you're rich or you're poor, through your sickness and health Youse a hoe ass nigga, don't gimme no shit You scurvy as hell, nigga suck the dick Youse a hoe ass nigga yeah I said that And plus my man Mastamind got my back [Mastamind] I got your card pulled, bitches you all about some bullshit Need to get yo ass beat like a stag, wit a bull whip I don't need no hoes around me but to fuck em Niggas been talkin bout me for havin my back and never trust em Then the bitch ass niggas wanna turn me in Out of retaliation I ride on em, you turned, it's been a Nation of killers is born, hoe ass niggas be gone Come to Detroit, face the storm, and get rained on You talk like you been drinkin for days Been thinkin of ways to kill me But they HANs and never feel me My shit is too deep to tread I need a, hoe ass nigga wit me like I need a hole in my head [Esham] You a hoe ass nigga everybody know you (Gothom) They hate your ways, and the things you do Youse a hoe ass nigga, that perpatrated You must be a playa to be playa hated Youse a hoe ass nigga gettin suited and booted You look like somebody So Dre recruited Youse a hoe ass nigga from Osbourne High Youse a hoe ass nigga, and I can't lie [Moebadis] Youse a small change nigga, standin around Youse a hoe ass nigga, who wants to be down You get clowned like a titty bar hoe (Bitch!) In case you didn't know you just a 304 Cause youse a know nothin, never gonna be nothin, hoe ass nigga Always bluffin, penny pinchin, ass kissin, no hoe gettin Think about it nigga, youse a ass nigga Hoe ass nigga You can suck my dick! All these hoes all on my motherfuckin dick Askin bout the superstars... motherfucker Ridin these fine ghetto cars, you know how we layin Gothom is motherfuckin life [Esham] And this is for the niggas who be real with they shit Hoe ass niggas so illegit Youse a hoe ass nigga you lived a hoe ass life You got some hoe ass kids, and a hoe ass wife My niggas thoroughbreds all dogs in my squad We make the type of shit doubelievengod If youse a real muthafucka nigga blaze the gans And tell them hoe ass niggas Don't gimme no HANs [TNT] Word came round there's a price on my head Said these niggas on the city streets want me dead But that's ok, player hation is a part of the game I expect this type of shit from some mark ass lame But for the situation at hand, I handle with ease Rollin on these hoe ass niggas break em down to they knees Let these niggas know my status and I ain't no punk Hit yo ass with some slugs, and knock off some chunks And leave yo body in a puddle of blood, lights flashin Gun blastin I'm unmaskin my face to let you niggas know who did this shit to you And I don't give a fuck about you, or your crew Now bring it on motherfuckers cause we strong as steel And you motherfuckin niggas know the fuckin deal Bitch it's Reel Life product and Gothom too Bitch it's comin at yo ass son, what you gone do? [Esham] Youse a hoe ass nigga, everybody know you They hate your ways, and the things you do Youse a hoe ass nigga, that perpatrated You must be a playa to be playa hated Youse a hoe ass nigga, gettin suited and booted You look like a fool... that the scene recruited RJ Watkins in here... Nat Morris [TNT] These hoe ass niggas [Esham] It's goin down like this [TNT] Hoe ass bitches These hoe ass cops The hoe ass IRS The federellys The bitches tryin to put me and my niggas in jail FUCK them hoe ass niggas! And you ain't stoppin us, bitch, for real Gothom baby [Mastamind] This goes out to every one of y'all None of y'all Niggas can see me Don't ask me bout no peace treaties, posters, eat your Wheaties I'll lock on all of y'all Body count em till they fall They arms too short to box wit me so thay can't brawl Couldn't save your life If you had to roll the dice Can't survive the hit out on the head so pay the price Nights are gettin colder As the days are gettin shorter Walkin round ready for war cause I'm a soldier Bitch am I supposed to Get rolled over? I don't owe the world shit but the last words I told ya FUCK THE WORLD let my nigga TNT tell it If that's the way the shit is, then blaze the funkadelic Legends, sedate me 'fore my mind goes crazy Lately these niggas been actin shady tryin to play me For a bitch! Die me talk a neighborhood sucka When you die they gone say you was a good motherfucka... Gotta put these niggas in they place! Same damn thing... I just WISH... wish... wish... I'd have all the money... I'd spend it quickly Man I just wish! Now I say fuck it! Fuck wishes! I needs real things, REAL things (Gothom, Gothom, Gothom, I wish, Gothom, Gothom, Gothom, Gothom) [Moebadis] BOOM! You dead motherfucker! You dead! (Please Stand By) [Esham] I got 'em (Got 'em, Gothom, Got 'em, Got 'em) [Esham] I got 'em I got 'em, got 'em, got 'em I got 'em I got 'em, got 'em, got 'em I got 'em, got 'em, got 'em Fuck a bitch on my dick! Im all about real estate, and how much cash a nigga can get Nobody knows I'm insane I be the U-N-H-O-L-Y, nigga blow out your brains See I'm Gothom for life The black devil suicidal mind snatcher One day I'm gonna catch you I sold my soul for real That's why I'm rollin in the dough, nigga never had a record deal Bruce Wayne Esham, unholy nigga Three souls trapped inside the homicide In the lyric I wrote, I never lied I could lie To the dead souls of all those who died, I tried I don't want to die with my eyes closed And when the .45 slug connect, I resurrect Nigga Jesus I never trust so bust And ain't no love in this world only hate and lust and uh... When I'm rollin wit the sawed off Imma blow your head off... bitch When I'm rollin with the sawed off Imma blow your head off When I'm rollin with the sawed off Imma blow your head off... no fuck that When I'm rollin with the sawed off Imma blow your head off... yeah I got those killas on my team, plus a triple beam A bloody ass pistol and a half 'scalene I done seen More then your eyes can dream I'm the future Won't hesitate to shoot ya Pollute ya mind kidnapped, and rewind Niggas been bitin my style since the beginning of time I'm out of my mind, suicidal is my recital Niggas listen to me when they want to be homicidal Esham, the black devil, bitch I'm the man All my niggas in Highland park smoke the gan I'm a street politician on a mission to kill Gasoline around your house this ain't no fire drill Bitch I'll burn yo shit up like a cocktail to a crack house It ain't nowhere to run from the gun that's Held in the hand by the man called Satan And when you want to die nigga I'll be waitin with the... 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