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Hoodrich Pablo Juan - DMV Intro (Official Video)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
HoodRich Pablo Juan
HoodRich Pablo Juan
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sterling Pennix
Sterling Pennix
Composer
Kedrick Cannady
Kedrick Cannady
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pyrex
Pyrex
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, Pablo Juan, nigga, real Hoodrich shit Man, I ain't used to have shit, nigga, nothin', like literally Had to goddamn go steal my food, like no money for lunch lines Mom dukes ain't have it, it's all good though Know what I'm sayin', it was all good We used to sleep on dirty clothes, no cap Like it wasn't even no bed, like Nigga, goddamn Like we just came up hard, tryna put shit down, you know what I'm sayin'? Don't let this shit think like, just 'cause I look like this Know what I'm sayin'? Fuck ass nigga, I'm puttin' you down I do this shit, nigga No cap, nigga All that rap cap shit, nigga, I really live like this, nigga Fuck what you talkin' 'bout, y'all niggas Like straight up, nigga, you gotta be in the streets to know about it Don't talk shit on the low, you know what I'm sayin'? Pussy ass niggas Pablo Juan, nigga Blo the Movie, nigga Fuck what these niggas talkin' about Zone 6 nigga, Pyrex whipper Fuck wrong with these niggas? You all know me but don't know where I came from All I had was some dope and a gun Better run, you ain't got nothin' to bond Catchin' fast shots, stop it soon as it come Young nigga from the projects, I swear I had nothin' Had to go take my food if I wanted to eat lunch From the bottom of the hill where they scared to come Run off in your house when the feds come Broke, I ain't got nowhere to go, gotta figure it out No washer or dryer, your clothes getting wringed out All day sittin' in the hallway at Green Box Couldn't even afford the new drawers or socks Been a real trapper, police is my only opps Came up on Candler where niggas don't make it out I don't even go on no dates, you can't take me out Rich nigga, I give 'em something to hate about No cap, since twelve years old, had a bomb Had me a trap in the back of the flea market I went from shit to that Louis Vuitton Ex-bitch mad 'cause she thought I wasn't the one My street money fresh like new Air Force 1's Can't walk a mile in my double C's Take an arm and a leg with the blue cheese I can do it with no hands, got loose leaf I could murk him or just kill him when I succeed You can't kill me, I go in the ground as a seed Damn, they wanna know how I proceed I was built for this shit like I'm Keanu Reeves I was broke with no money, I had to take pleas Go get the sack, I can't slip, I got cleats Drugs in my blood make my heart beat Got bitches like chickens, they white meat, dark meat Got more Cartiers than friends I was broke and I prayed for a Benz They was up and they ain't had nothin' to lend They did me dirty, I had to go cleanse Pablo Juan the one that's settin' the trends I seen a million dollars 'fore a million followers He was tryna go eat, he got full off the hollows I live for the day, make sure I'm straight tomorrow Put these young niggas on, they try to take me out, you know what I'm sayin'? Ooh, thought it was over, it ain't I'm swappin' that lean for my blood by the pint Bought my mama a house and a car, made her faint Got a half a million in the bank Every color money but the kitchen sink I gotta stop and thank God Yeah, the re-up was two for five at the Econo Lodge Even my opps gon' tell you I ain't a fraud I was almost dead, got plugged in and got a charge Been had the bars and I ain't talkin' rap bars Smokin' in the car, they called up the drug dogs Lean might be red or the purple, don't drink Par Jumped off the porch, I ain't never had a day job Seen some niggas lose they life playin' hard Came from the bando to five-car garage I sold every drug and I put that on God I'm savin' that money, I'm lettin' it rot Ain't used to have nothin', now look what I got Can't put my trust in nothin' but this Glock Shit was hard, but I'm never gon' stop At the bottom, stayed down 'til I got to the top You fake like a prop Had to go sleep on the floor with my nigga Scott They left me in the ocean, I had to go figure out Ain't never gon' fit in with you niggas, I'ma stand out Follow the leader, I'm bringin' the bands out They wanna see me locked up or layin' out Won't go like that though, know what I'm sayin'? Blo the Movie, nigga, keep watchin'
Writer(s): Sterling Pennix Jr., Kedrick Isaiah Cannady Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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