Still the Same n*gga lyrics
by Hoodrich Pablo Juan
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
New watch, new chain, but I'm still the same n*gga
New b*tch, new ring, but I'm still the same n*gga
And I'm still gon' be a hood n*gga, f*ck the fame, n*gga
f*ck you and your b*tch, n*gga, throwing middle fingers, n*gga
New whip, big thing, n*gga, still the same n*gga
Why you thinking that you changed, n*gga? You still a lame n*gga
Staying down, trapping with the pistol, still the same n*gga
f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, throwing up my middle fingers
[Verse 1: Skippa Da Flippa]
Same n*gga that'll bust your brain, n*gga
We know you a lame n*gga, stay off in your lane n*gga
Bad b*tch, she a rider, hit 200 in the Spyder
Gold Rollie, gold bottles, big bag, I need a lighter
Sugar red for the President 'cause there's evidence that I'm excellent
Popped two Percs so I'm super bent
Parked the Bimmer, then I drove the Benz
Stay real down, ten toes, I'll bust you down when I get the bowl
Draco city when I call the zoes
Dab fashion when I check my clothes
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
New watch, new chain, but I'm still the same n*gga
New b*tch, new ring, but I'm still the same n*gga
And I'm still gon' be a hood n*gga, f*ck the fame, n*gga
f*ck you and your b*tch, n*gga, throwing middle fingers, n*gga
New whip, big thing, n*gga, still the same n*gga
Why you thinking that you changed, n*gga? You still a lame n*gga
Staying down, trapping with the pistol, still the same n*gga
f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, throwing up my middle fingers
[Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Never will I f*ck with a lame ass n*gga
I'm hoodrich, b*tch, f*ck the fame, n*gga
I'm a menace to society like I'm Caine, n*gga
I'm just a trapper made it out the dope game, n*gga
Where I'm from, we throw a five, then a middle finger, n*gga
All my n*ggas gangbang, treat them like the same n*gga
Fifteen for them VS diamonds in the chain n*gga
Got the whole 'hood with me, yeah, they came with me, n*gga
Call my Draco little Drake, it know how to sing, n*gga
I could turn you to a play, you could be a range, n*gga
Just said f*ck it, put them diamonds on my middle finger, n*gga
Hundred rounds in that drum, make my nuts a little bigger
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
New watch, new chain, but I'm still the same n*gga
New b*tch, new ring, but I'm still the same n*gga
And I'm still gon' be a hood n*gga, f*ck the fame, n*gga
f*ck you and your b*tch, n*gga, throwing middle fingers, n*gga
New whip, big thing, n*gga, still the same n*gga
Why you thinking that you changed, n*gga? You still a lame n*gga
Staying down, trapping with the pistol, still the same n*gga
f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, throwing up my middle fingers