DJ Scream - Hood Rich Anthem (Heroes x Villains Remix) (feat. Trinidad Jame$, 2 Chainz, Future, Waka Flocka Flame, Yo Gotti & Gucci Mane) | Текст песни
Hood Rich Anthem (Heroes x Villains Remix) (feat. Trinidad Jame$, 2 Chainz, Future, Waka Flocka Flame, Yo Gotti & Gucci Mane)
[Trinidad Jame$: Intro] Say hood at? A twintop Heroes and villains Trinidad Jame$ With a hood at? Nosa Yeah! We gon'
[Verse 1: Trinidad Jame$] Miss of the hood rich, no poblex So what a so sick Red town at of my shit, a pull bitch of my bick My dope boy of chevy's town, at sexes Of Canes girl, so shake dat So grammy dat, so grammy magers (Bike animal) A speak we you (Who as well?) Deak and Jame$ to hood deal Last down so snuff yeal, my sacks off the toon will My two-roop (We Wick Will), my sky a Wii (New krill) Thousand we up him Fuck nigga
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz] Now all I rock is Polo, dollar sign my logo Then I drop the top, on my car call it porno Yeah I'm the realest, you can ask your BM Shawty I'm the shit, aka the pimp Warup DJ Scream, Cory what's happenin'? (Tity Boi and feelin') Tity Boi rappin' It's time to turn up, told 'em let's do it And I'm from the A, turn our heat up with that unit
[Verse 3: Future] I'm an Astronaut, I'm a NASA, I'm a rock star, I'm a shotta With a bomber clock, who wanna test me Yeah girl she wanna sex me Caress me, for me she turn to lesbi I'm tuned into the radio, I count up all these fetti Ay DJ Spinz freebandz, Cory B freebandz, DJ Scream freebandz, Talk to me freebandz Sex me freebandz, Cory B freebandz, DJ Scream freebandz, Talk to me freebandz
[Verse 4: Waka Flocka Flame] I'm so fucking turn't up with this hood bitch Diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich But on some hood shit, I fuck with the real niggas In the trap with the goonies and the drug dealers (2x)
[Verse 5: Yo Gotti] I'm capped up, hood shit, real nigga, hood rich Bad bitches only, but she must be a hood bitch I'm riding round in your city, strapped up and I'm getting in Lambo, NASCAR, loud pipes and I'm in it Top down, my chain on, you a real nigga that's the same song Glock 40 my aim on, little fuck boy, you a lame ho I'm turned up, can't turn me down I'm sacked up and I'm on the town The hell fire can't burn me down, and you know the sound
[Verse 6: Gucci Mane] This hood rich radio, you better not change the station It's Gucci Mane la flare they say I changed the nation I'm a trapper slash rapper yea that's my occupation And I don't cary chump change all I do is carry faces I'm monopoly, I ball, I think I'm Dominique Primetime like Dion, I make them kiss my cleats I brought you juice, I brought you flock, Now whos the next to blow? I'm so boulder crest, so Texaco, so Cresham road
[Verse 7: Bridge] I'm so fucking turn't up with this hood bitch Diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich But on some hood shit, I fuck with the real niggas In the trap with the goonies and the drug dealers (2x)