Chuck Norris - Troy Ave

You the type of low I ain’t feeling

The type that don’t take care of they children

I never, ever let a nigga play me

If you get caught, don’t say me

I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters

I’m up with the dough yelling thank you

I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters

I’m up with the dough yelling thank you

I’m out here just to flourish

Kicking that shit like Chuck Norris

Saint Laurent, stand firm though

Close your motherfucking mouth, you can learn hoe

Real ones know to be quiet

I’m getting money, you should try it

Eating off a digi-scale, fish diet

I don’t do drugs, let the bitches try it

She get high on the fucking low

She get bi so I fuck 'em both

Now they kissing in the strip club

A few dollars make 'em do the most

You the type of low I ain’t feeling

The type that don’t take care of they children

I never, ever let a nigga play me

If you get caught, don’t say me

I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters

I’m up with the dough yelling thank you

I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters

I’m up with the dough yelling thank you

Fake niggas stop acting like you know me

We ain’t cool, we ain’t friends, we ain’t homies

Yousa Kit Kat, gimme a break

I’m head to toe in Versace but don’t fuck with snakes

Medusa, all this Medusa

I’m a pretty fly nigga that’ll shoot ya

Catch a bitch eyeing niggas, then manuver

Getting head in the Benz, it’s super

I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters

I’m up with the dough yelling thank you

I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters

I’m up with the dough yelling thank you

I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters

I’m up with the dough yelling thank you

I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters

I’m up with the dough yelling thank you

In the streets with the top off

Giving niggas every chance just to pop off

They frauds, they knock offs

They are Charmin, they are Scott soft

Tissue, what’s really the issue?

Unofficial niggas always hate on the official

I ain’t that kind when I blow it, ain’t a whistle

I am that kind that stand over you with pistols

It is what it is and I feel no remorse

Been married to the game and we still ain’t divorced

Harry with the cane, got the powder, get the cost

Doing Business, doing fitness, so I floss, of course

You the type of low I ain’t feeling

The type that don’t take care of they children

I never, ever let a nigga play me

If you get caught, don’t say me

I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters

I’m up with the dough yelling thank you

I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters

I’m up with the dough yelling thank you

I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters

I’m up with the dough yelling thank you

I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters

I’m up with the dough yelling thank you