D.P.G. - Stories of Hoez We Know lyrics

[Intro: Kurupt + (Daz)] Yeah, let me tell you about this b**h (look at that hoe right there! She finer than a motherf**er.. Well go spit at her!) I seen her over there in the mall.. f**in' the biggest titties a n***a ever saw (Girl, come over here and give us your number girl Quit fakin' on us, sh**, come on...) [Kurupt] She was pretty as sh**, fly as can be, lil' pretty a** b**h I played her cool like a coin machine Exactly, I'm in the back - you know what I mean? I ain't 'bout to approach her, cause I knows her game And I know what she be doin', and I knows her name She's Belina, man when I seen her on the corner, chillin' Eh yo, I understand that I want her Take her to the back where she belongs She heard of me Kurupt, and she heard of my songs Eh yo, it's no doubt, I'm 'bout to turn this mutha out Like hammer this slammer, so let's play house Yo, it's all about the games that people play, everyday I met her up in L.A There's no stalls I don't have no flaws I'm rough and raw, met her up at the Crenshaw Mall She was chillin', I'm chillin' like a villain Eh yo, I'm cold as ice Kurupt, I'll step to her and my game's precise I'm like "Yo what's up girl?, it's me Kurupt You know I'm here, let me share your world" Eh yo, she's like "what's happenin'? Yo I've seen you before, I don't believe it What you doin' up at this mall?" I'm like "Yo, I'm out to get some clothes" And this is just story, one story about many hoez [Chorus] This is stories.. Of hoez we know.. This is stories.. Of hoez we know.. [Daz Dillinger] I bust a hoe from way back and she was stacked With a million plus bricks, body and sh** I met her in the Beverly Center, up in Beverly Hills She had a Guess bag, some D.A. and why the b**h look fly Them, me, him, he, can be with you, tonight you'll see You wonder why I spit this game Tha Gang, always remains the same I got b**hes, who least expect it I got drunk fine b**hes who strip bu*t naked I got skinny hoez, thick hoez, who perform I got b**hes, in the quietest storm I got a b**h named Pam - broke up with her man Hit the p**y one time, she didn't understand I had another hoe in the club, by the name Love Love was the girl who loved clit plus dick All kind of freaky sh**, (c'mon) doin' it wild Penis on a tuesday night, we doin' it wild You know my name and you know the game YOu know the game can never be the same Once I leave you hoe, I ain't never comin' back Dick run fat, so slap you dead on your back hoe [Chorus] This is stories.. Of hoez we know.. This is stories.. Of hoez we know..