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lirik lagu hood rich – 40 glocc

[intro: havoc]
yeah! uh-huh!
okay! it’s on!
yo!
okay!

[chorus: havoc]
all you n-gg-s mad becuz you know the mobb is gettin’ money
can’t help it your b-tch is on my d-ck. – all the b-tches love me!
g-unit the label, more “blood money”, blood money!
don’t get mad, i’m hood riiiiiiich!

[havoc:]
hats off for the kid. – pockets full of brick!
we drink hennesy. – guttah mothaf-ck a cris’!
so f-ck y’all! – and f-ck you!
i ain’t gotta tell you baby what the gun do. (whoo!)
little homie done tried the set home. – he like f-ck that!
time for some new blood, the g’s want their block back.
n-gg-s ease by snitchin, clap him f-ck it my opinion,
sh-t have me dizzy way to f-ck them down spinners.
what ya b-tch see in me what the f-ck i be sh-t’n
prob’ly as greasy as me – on the low pimpin’.
we do this easily y’all go them extra endin’,
see the f-ckin’ team with me (okay!) play ya self or get missin’.

[40glocc:]
i rock wife beaters. – white on white sneakers
5-0, one jeans white-t no sleeves!
i’m just so g! – stee low, low key.
we run the streets – f-ck the police!
aim that trey ya – make that slow leap
take that maybach, sn-tch that fo free.
push his face back! (“nik bean! “) – atleast ’bout fo’ feet
f-ck that peep sh-t! – rip him into pieces!
ya cars is leases. – you ain’t got sh-t,
you need to quit – just lead to cement!
for you find ya feet tied to some brick of cement,
my chest! my neck! my frozen wrist! – so cold i can’t feel ’em sh-t!

[prodigy:]
move back from the kid, when you see me coming, yea’!
it’s not cool! i’m not playing games with you dummies!
no, i’m not – taking picutes! nah i ain’t – signing sh-t
show respect from where you stand – or n-gg-s die quick.
yeah i’m on that bullsh-t. – f-ck that! and f-ck this! (f-ck this!)
rap is bullsh-t cause in life these streets is a b-tch
now i’m rich than a m-th-f-cka! [lowrider jumping] – and i show it off (“dj nik bean! “)
to a certain extent cause to much will turn ’em off.
the ladies going crazy when i pull up in the porsch (porsch!)
got me droppin’ off the baby at their cuzin jumpin’ off.
n-gg-s wanna take my head – but i be poppin’ off.
saw’d off – .380’s, 3 pounds of ar’s!
we best in the bizzy n-gg-s jealy of my dawgs
so the bulletproof chevy got – real heavy doors.
you got her belly gettin large! – i got her celly when i call,
she said: – “we can’t f-ck, but she’ll suck me off! ”

- 40 glocc

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