Текст HoodRich Pablo Juan – Forreal

Hoodrich Pablo Juan:
Serve a brick with my Ballys on
Got a AP and a Rollie on
I got rich off of drugs, did it on my own

All it take is one slip-up
Gotta make the right decisions
Learned from the dead homies
Gotta move with precision
Never been a dummy
Read up on two different religions
I got eyes in the back of my head
I never let a nigga catch me slipping
Society say I’m a menace
Fuck a job, nigga, I’m trying to get richness
Dope hole nigga, trapping in the trenches
My niggas will kill you, they find out you snitching
Crossed the club and niggas out there with bitches
Still got a hundred real niggas with it
Got some niggas hating me, won’t admit it
Fuck them pussies, I’ma fuck on their bitches
Never had nothing, I’m happy for my critics
That just means you see how I’m living
Brought all my brothers with me from the trenches
My bitch, she act like a princess

Serve a brick with my Ballys on
Got a AP and a Rollie on
I got rich off of drugs, did it on my own
Put my passion from the streets in the microphone
Nigga, this real life
This just ain’t no song
Paranoid, every seven days, I switch my phone
Know some niggas that ain’t never fucking coming home
All praise be to Allah, I made it this long

DrugRixh Pe$o:
I stayed down, so the AP and the Rollie on me
All praise to Allah, that’s the big homie
Trapping and juuging, I’m known for that code
Hit it, we
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On 1’5, slamming these pussies for riches
Ain’t no way that none of my niggas switching
MONY POWR RSPT, know the Feds tryna blame us
I know that they had it, my diamonds to blame
I’m in the trenches, ain’t no tucking my chain
I started with nicks, now I’m holding things
So my bad bitch call my hoe names
Serve a nigga with the unknown name
Switching phones up, other shit on my wrist
On 1’5, I’ve been cooking up the bricks
From what the streets say, don’t snitch
I got this Rollie on my wrist from the ‘mix
DrugRixh living lavish, nigga, fuck a bitch
Keep a stick on me when I serve the bricks
On Percocets and Xans, playas know that shit
Serving the bricks, nigga, watch out for Vics
We did it on our own, MONY POWR RSPT shit
Real life trapper, no counterfeit
Free all my niggas that’s banging that murder shit
And thankful for God for keeping me safe with that 30 clip

Hoodrich Pablo Juan:
Serve a brick with my Ballys on
Got a AP and a Rollie on
I got rich off of drugs, did it on my own
Put my passion from the streets in the microphone
Nigga, this real life
This just ain’t no song
Paranoid, every seven days, I switch my phone
Know some niggas that ain’t never fucking coming home
All praise be to Allah, I made it this long