In This House (feat. Gucci Mane)

Actin' like they killers, but them niggas just some hoes
 We act like this a studio, this really just a trap
 Everything we got, we had to whip it out the bowl
 Before we shake your hand, we'd rather slap you with the strap
 A million cash in hunnids, now they bring it to the door (Racks)
 20k for a coat that I ain't even wore
 This bitch so bad, I let her shop, I made 'em close the store
 She think she tricking me, but bitch don't know my pockets swole
 (The money)
 Big bankroll, top floor South Beach (Top)
 Long money Gucci, ask your bitch 'bout me (Ask)
 Penthouse suite, four hoes, two weeks
 And all my shooters shootin; .223's 'bout me, wop
 Pick 'em with the AK-47
 Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
 Percocet got a nigga's nose sweaty
 But all the ho shit still so smelly
 Belch wrong, get your throat slashed
 Nigga, broke ass, where's your cash?
 Nigga, Santa Claus with no bag
 Nigga, you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga
 (Hoes in this house, there's some hoes in this house)
 (There's some hoes in this house
 There's some hoes in this house)
 Nigga, you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga
 Pick 'em with the AK-47
 Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
 Percocet got a nigga's nose sweaty
 But all the ho shit still so smelly
 Belch wrong, get your throat slashed
 Nigga, broke ass, where's your cash?
 Nigga, Santa Claus with no bag
 Nigga, you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga
 Boy, you been a ho
 I remember, ho
 You ain't foolin' Weezy F, and that's friend or foe
 Tell them hoes in the house we kickin' in the door
 He a ho and she a ho, now that's too many hoes
 Boy you been a ho since Arsenio
 Fuckin' bitch, put her in the figure four
 Scope on the gun, better visual
 Silencer make the bullets tippy-toe
 I don't give a fuck, never gave a fuck
 'Cause I always knew that a better day'd come
 Haven't been asleep, seven day run
 Never knew how a Chevrolet run
 Ice Cube, Eazy-E, Ren, and Dre
 I am the new NWA
 Nigga with a AK-47
 Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
 Take lives like students took lessons
 Jail time, felt like it took seconds
 I'm a Goodfella, was a dope seller
 All these ho niggas must be Hochella
 (There's some hoes in this house
 There's some hoes in this house)
 (There's some hoes in this house
 There's some hoes in this house)
 Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
 You a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga
 Nigga with a AK-47
 Three-sixty five, twenty-four seven
 Percocet got a nigga's nose sweaty
 But all the ho shit still so smelly
 Nigga with a AK-47
 Three-sixty five, twenty-four seven
 Percocet got a nigga's nose sweaty
 But all the ho shit still so smelly
 Belch wrong, get your throat slashed
 Nigga, broke ass, where's your cash?
 Nigga, Santa Claus with no bag
 Nigga, you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga
 No bullshit, my nigga
 I'm pushin' my triggers
 They lookin' for niggas in bushes, my nigga
 In the ocean, in the lake, in the woods, in the rivers
 They skies was gray and the bullets was silver
 Young Money on friend and my lady, my nigga
 You front on your money, you quittin', my nigga
 We kill you by breakfast and cook you for dinner
 The lesbians say you a pussy-ass nigga, ol' ho-ass nigga
 I put some pressure on your ho
 Make her tell me what she know
 Stop confessing to that ho
 Stop confiding in that ho
 Stop providing for that ho
 You gon' die for that ho
 Suicide for that ho
 Boy, you been a ho
 I remember, ho
 You ain't fooling Weezy F, and that's for friend or foe
 Tell them hoes in the house we kicking in the door
 He a ho and she a ho, now that's too many hoes
 Nigga with a AK-47
 Three-sixty five, twenty-four seven
 Percocet got a nigga's nose sweaty
 But all the ho shit still so smelly
 Belch wrong, get your throat slashed
 Nigga, broke ass, where's your cash?
 Nigga, Santa Claus with no bag
 Nigga, you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga
 Boy, you been a ho
 I remember, ho
 You ain't foolin' Weezy F, and that's for friend or foe
 Tell them hoes in the house we kicking in the door
 He a ho and she a ho, now that's too many hoes
 (There's some hoes in this house)
 
 Actin' like they killers, but them niggas just some hoes
 We act like this a studio, this really just a trap
 Everything we got, we had to whip it out the bowl
 Before we shake your hand, we'd rather slap you with the strap
 A million cash in hunnids, now they bring it to the door (Racks)
 20k for a coat that I ain't even wore
 This bitch so bad, I let her shop, I made 'em close the store
 She think she tricking me, but bitch don't know my pockets swole
 (The money)
 Big bankroll, top floor South Beach (Top)
 Long money Gucci, ask your bitch 'bout me (Ask)
 Penthouse suite, four hoes, two weeks
 And all my shooters shootin; .223's 'bout me, wop
 Pick 'em with the AK-47
 Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
 Percocet got a nigga's nose sweaty
 But all the ho shit still so smelly
 Belch wrong, get your throat slashed
 Nigga, broke ass, where's your cash?
 Nigga, Santa Claus with no bag
 Nigga, you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga
 (Hoes in this house, there's some hoes in this house)
 (There's some hoes in this house
 There's some hoes in this house)
 Nigga, you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga
 Pick 'em with the AK-47
 Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
 Percocet got a nigga's nose sweaty
 But all the ho shit still so smelly
 Belch wrong, get your throat slashed
 Nigga, broke ass, where's your cash?
 Nigga, Santa Claus with no bag
 Nigga, you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga
 Boy, you been a ho
 I remember, ho
 You ain't foolin' Weezy F, and that's friend or foe
 Tell them hoes in the house we kickin' in the door
 He a ho and she a ho, now that's too many hoes
 Boy you been a ho since Arsenio
 Fuckin' bitch, put her in the figure four
 Scope on the gun, better visual
 Silencer make the bullets tippy-toe
 I don't give a fuck, never gave a fuck
 'Cause I always knew that a better day'd come
 Haven't been asleep, seven day run
 Never knew how a Chevrolet run
 Ice Cube, Eazy-E, Ren, and Dre
 I am the new NWA
 Nigga with a AK-47
 Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
 Take lives like students took lessons
 Jail time, felt like it took seconds
 I'm a Goodfella, was a dope seller
 All these ho niggas must be Hochella
 (There's some hoes in this house
 There's some hoes in this house)
 (There's some hoes in this house
 There's some hoes in this house)
 Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
 You a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga
 Nigga with a AK-47
 Three-sixty five, twenty-four seven
 Percocet got a nigga's nose sweaty
 But all the ho shit still so smelly
 Nigga with a AK-47
 Three-sixty five, twenty-four seven
 Percocet got a nigga's nose sweaty
 But all the ho shit still so smelly
 Belch wrong, get your throat slashed
 Nigga, broke ass, where's your cash?
 Nigga, Santa Claus with no bag
 Nigga, you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga
 No bullshit, my nigga
 I'm pushin' my triggers
 They lookin' for niggas in bushes, my nigga
 In the ocean, in the lake, in the woods, in the rivers
 They skies was gray and the bullets was silver
 Young Money on friend and my lady, my nigga
 You front on your money, you quittin', my nigga
 We kill you by breakfast and cook you for dinner
 The lesbians say you a pussy-ass nigga, ol' ho-ass nigga
 I put some pressure on your ho
 Make her tell me what she know
 Stop confessing to that ho
 Stop confiding in that ho
 Stop providing for that ho
 You gon' die for that ho
 Suicide for that ho
 Boy, you been a ho
 I remember, ho
 You ain't fooling Weezy F, and that's for friend or foe
 Tell them hoes in the house we kicking in the door
 He a ho and she a ho, now that's too many hoes
 Nigga with a AK-47
 Three-sixty five, twenty-four seven
 Percocet got a nigga's nose sweaty
 But all the ho shit still so smelly
 Belch wrong, get your throat slashed
 Nigga, broke ass, where's your cash?
 Nigga, Santa Claus with no bag
 Nigga, you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga
 Boy, you been a ho
 I remember, ho
 You ain't foolin' Weezy F, and that's for friend or foe
 Tell them hoes in the house we kicking in the door
 He a ho and she a ho, now that's too many hoes
 (There's some hoes in this house)