Hood Rich
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โฑ๏ธ 2:10 duration
๐ ID: 14073093
๐ Lyrics
(Yo Pi'erre you wanna come out here?)
I'm a bag selling two time felon
I might fuck your freak
I got bags million heard you telling
I can't trust a peep
I see a quarter millions every time I go to sleep
My phone keep ringing my lil homie from the east
He just want to murder he ain't worried bout no peace
I just want a million,Lamborghini with no lease
So many died this year gotta thank God it wasn't me
I'm in LA smoking dope under them palm trees
The streets so cold i fucked your bitch and made her leave
Brand new with no key and all my sticks they loaded
He a rap roadie I know that nigga towed it
I bagged it then I sold it
At the penthouse getting loaded
I'm money I can't fold
My trust you can not hold
This a stash house you can't find out where I'm at
I got cash routes and I'm pulling with a map
Got a big mouth but we know how we do that
I'm a bag selling two time felon
I might fuck your freak
I got bags million heard you telling
I can't trust a peep
I see a quarter million every time I go to sleep
My phone keep ringing my lil homie from the east
He just want to murder he ain't worried bout no peace
I just want a million,Lamborghini with no lease
So many died this year gotta thank God it wasn't me
I'm in LA smoking dope under them palm trees
I'm still hood rich I can't trap out where I sleep
Re up Twice a week that's another feed the streets
Got the drop on him right now but imma let him be
My homie came up from Atlanta now he selling p's[?]
Can't worry bout these petty niggas imma get the cheese
I got lemon squeeze cause my homie from the east
I got 223's fuck with me and you gon bleed
If you want me on your track
Just know it cost a fee
I'm a bag selling two time felon
I might fuck your freak
I got bags million heard you telling
I can't trust a peep
I see a quarter million every time I go to sleep
My phone keep ringing my lil homie from the east
He just want to murder he ain't worried bout no peace
I just want a million, Lamborghini with no lease
So many died this year gotta thank God it wasn't me
I'm in LA smoking dope under them palm trees
I'm a bag selling two time felon
I might fuck your freak
I got bags million heard you telling
I can't trust a peep
I see a quarter millions every time I go to sleep
My phone keep ringing my lil homie from the east
He just want to murder he ain't worried bout no peace
I just want a million,Lamborghini with no lease
So many died this year gotta thank God it wasn't me
I'm in LA smoking dope under them palm trees
The streets so cold i fucked your bitch and made her leave
Brand new with no key and all my sticks they loaded
He a rap roadie I know that nigga towed it
I bagged it then I sold it
At the penthouse getting loaded
I'm money I can't fold
My trust you can not hold
This a stash house you can't find out where I'm at
I got cash routes and I'm pulling with a map
Got a big mouth but we know how we do that
I'm a bag selling two time felon
I might fuck your freak
I got bags million heard you telling
I can't trust a peep
I see a quarter million every time I go to sleep
My phone keep ringing my lil homie from the east
He just want to murder he ain't worried bout no peace
I just want a million,Lamborghini with no lease
So many died this year gotta thank God it wasn't me
I'm in LA smoking dope under them palm trees
I'm still hood rich I can't trap out where I sleep
Re up Twice a week that's another feed the streets
Got the drop on him right now but imma let him be
My homie came up from Atlanta now he selling p's[?]
Can't worry bout these petty niggas imma get the cheese
I got lemon squeeze cause my homie from the east
I got 223's fuck with me and you gon bleed
If you want me on your track
Just know it cost a fee
I'm a bag selling two time felon
I might fuck your freak
I got bags million heard you telling
I can't trust a peep
I see a quarter million every time I go to sleep
My phone keep ringing my lil homie from the east
He just want to murder he ain't worried bout no peace
I just want a million, Lamborghini with no lease
So many died this year gotta thank God it wasn't me
I'm in LA smoking dope under them palm trees