Текст HoodRich Pablo Juan – Get Da Money Up
Текст:
Hoodrich Pablo Juan:
Yeah, man, real shit, nigga
MONY POWR RSPT, nigga
I’ll never trade all my niggas, nigga
Fendis, Cartiers and Buscemis on
Feel like a ball player with the Louis Vuitton
Can’t make a run without my gun
I’m just kicking back, letting blessings come
These niggas don’t even know what the fuck they hating on
Young nigga came from the slum, I ain’t used to have shit, nigga, not a crumb
We ain’t have no food when it wasn’t Ramadaan
Raised up on Candler, where I get my game from
I treat my niggas like we got the same mom
I just hit the studio and brainstorm
I’m just trying to get my money up
I’m just trying to get my money up
I’m just trying to get my money up
I just wanna run my money up
DrugRixh Hect:
Down bad on my dick
I ain’t even have a crumb
DrugRixh came from nothing
Stayed down, then I came back with a big bomb
Serving Panda Express like I’m King Kong
Percs and the cookies, you know what I’m on
Country nigga came in quick and he gon’ stay down for my blessing
Got a quick draw with the Smith & Wesson
Gotta watch out for niggas, these niggas be telling
On the bullshit, but I’m still the dealer
Hopped out the whip, put the chopper on my close friend
DrugRixh, bitch, I hate the middleman
Hundred bags came in the trash can
Come get it quick, man, this shit going fast, man
Hoodrich Pablo Juan:
Fendis, Cartiers and Buscemis on
Feel like a ball player with the Louis Vuitton
Can’t make a run without my gun
I’m just kicking back, letting blessings come
These niggas don’t even know what the fuck they hating on
Young nigga came from the slum, I ain’t used to have shit, nigga, not a crumb
We ain’t have no food when it wasn’t Ramadaan
Raised up on Candler, where I get my game from
I treat my niggas like we got the same mom
I just hit the studio and brainstorm
I’m just trying to get my money up
I’m just trying to get my money up
I’m just trying to get my money up
I just wanna run my money up
DrugRixh Pe$o:
I came from nothing, got a big bag
Went from nickels, sacks to giving fuck niggas toe tags
MONY POWR RSPT, I just want a hundred cash
Cartier frames with the gold glass
Kick house, whipping up the cold glass
Gold rags stuffed in Buscemi bags
Got a hundred on my neck, I don’t need flags
Once I trap it, jugg it, I had to run it up
Ain’t no sense in pouring a pint in the double cup
Young nigga, better get your money up
If I’m your type of shit, you know we next up
You try the gang, I’ll lit the Draco up
I beat on them drums, make it hiccup
I’m hired for first, deliver the dump truck
A real nigga, but the gun tucked
Hoodrich Pablo Juan:
Fendis, Cartiers and Buscemis on
Feel like a ball player with the Louis Vuitton
Can’t make a run without my gun
I’m just kicking back, letting blessings come
These niggas don’t even know what the fuck they hating on
Young nigga came from the slum, I ain’t used to have shit, nigga, not a crumb
We ain’t have no food when it wasn’t Ramadaan
Raised up on Candler, where I get my game from
I treat my niggas like we got the same mom
I just hit the studio and brainstorm
I’m just trying to get my money up
I’m just trying to get my money up
I’m just trying to get my money up
I just wanna run my money up
