Story Behind The Song

Cross BiggMann if you wanna!

Song Description

Two M.C's from a rival camp approached BiggMann about some he said she said..this is what BiggMann responded with...

Lyrics

Hoe Niggaz
Hook
Hoe niggas talks shit one tmie to many
Real niggas clock dough and clock it down to the penny
I rock by myself my crew don?t carry me
Even when im by myself yo crew don?t scarry me

Tired of niggas talking like, when they be walking light
They aint heavy in the waist, they end up in chalking lines
Niggas like you like to rumor and gossip
I?m a killa nigga I?ve been in more wars then Lou Gossett

You a lover not a fighter, I saw like Miter
That bitch that you sweating my crew had one nighter
How you gonna win the war with one fighter
But I see that you won an award with one biter

My rhymes like yo bitches pussy, none tighter
Is my fault you not enough to excite her
Ain?t no sense in getting mad, I?ll beat ya like dad
And when im done I?ll give ya girl the Johnson like im chad

I?ll have her on the stroll hanging where the pimps be at
She winning medals, you would think it was Olympiads
Keep it simple, talk shit and I whup ya ass
Better yet I?ll have my daughter do it right after class

Hook
Hoe niggas talks shit one tmie to many
Real niggas clock dough and clock it down to the penny
I rock by myself my crew don?t carry me
Even when im by myself yo crew don?t scarry me

Verse 2

Yo whole crew act like a bunch of silly hoes at work
I gone take the game from hoe niggas like video clerks
I hit bitches you pop in videos and jerk
I?m faces of death nigga a video of ya merk

I?m like crouching tiger nigga, when I?m hitting some dragon
Have yo ass crouching and crying admitting you can?t hack it
Throw bullets at ya bitch ass, don?t need a metal jacket
Nigga you have no heart that?s in yo hoe nigga packet

Sorry for your hurt feelings, I strike like curt schilling
You talking to a nigga who believes in dirt dealings
That means I?ll put ya bitch ass 6 ft under
If yo crew was head to toe you would be a 6ft blunder

Trying to figure how you made it this far in life
Couldn?t get no bitches, so you bought you a foreign wife
But actually we turned that bitch into a whoreing trife
At my door at night, she loves the touring life
Hook

Hoe niggas talks shit one tmie to many
Real niggas clock dough and clock it down to the penny
I rock by myself my crew don?t carry me
Even when im by myself yo crew don?t scarry me

Verse 3
I live grimey that means I aint the cleanest one
Shit that?s old hat to me, you ain?t seen it done
I aint from the old west but got the meanest gun
Take shots and I make em? like phoenix suns

Rearrange yo body parts, replace yo lung with yo femer
Wipe ya crew out, you might qualify for FEMA
Clean up will be tantamount to Katrina
Nightvison goggles move the cane in beamer

I?m on top like planes in clouds
Screams of pain are loud, makes brains go blowhhhh
Keep em quiet, that?s the only way that mane know how
They wrote books off the game from maines know how

It?s maines know how, that gonna make you need therapy
While you think it?s fun and games spitting over melodies
Better check me out nigga, I got felonies
Hoe niggaz like getting split to the melon seeds