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lirik lagu hood rich – frazier trill & pi’erre bourne

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yo pi’erre you wanna come out here
[hook]
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]
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]
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 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

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