Hood Rich lyrics
by Pi’erre Bourne
[Intro]
Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
[Chorus]
I'm a bag selling two time felon
I might f*ck 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
Gotta thank God it wasn't me
I'm in LA smoking dope under them palm trees
[Verse 1]
The streets so cold i f*cked your b*tch and made her leave
Brand new with no key and stretch that loadеd[?]
He a rap roadee know that n*gga towed it[?]
I got it then I sold it at thе penthouse getting loaded
I'm money I can't fold
My trust you can not hold
It's a stash house you can't find out where I'm at
I got cash ropes think I'm pullin up with a mat[?]
Got a big mouth but we know how we look at[?]
[Chorus]
I'm a bag selling two time felon
I'm might f*ck 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
[Verse 2]
I'm still hood rich I can't trap out where I sleep
Re up Twice a week that's another feed the stress[?]
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 n*ggas, imma get this cheese[?]
I got lemon squeeze cause my homie from the east
I got 223's f*ck with me and you gon bleed
If you want me on your track
Just know it cost a fee
[Chorus]
I'm a bag selling two time felon
I might f*ck 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