Текст HoodRich Pablo Juan – I’m Workin’

DrugRixh Pe$o & Hoodrich Pablo Juan:
In love with the Fantas, they dirty
Can’t walk in my hood unless you got a 30
The chopper shoot a hundred, not a thirty

DrugRixh Pe$o:
In love with the mud, gotta pour that shit down
Too many carats in my watch, I think I got a rabbit
Addicted to lean, I gotta have it
I gave your bitch a Perc and Xan and she smashing
Too many hundreds on me, got it nasty
3.5 in my blunt, nigga, no, I can’t pass it
I dropped it off in the pot, whipping that magic
On 1’5, we keep the 30s, we be clapping
You go past the gulf, nigga, you ain’t from Candler
Free Mula DopeHole he locked up for that trapping
You say you the plug, but you really a actor
MONY POWR RSPT, got your main bitch smashing

DrugRixh Pe$o & Hoodrich Pablo Juan:
In love with the Fantas, they dirty
Can’t walk in my hood unless you got a 30
The chopper shoot a hundred, not a thirty
I put the whole hood on and now we working
I dropped a deuce in the Danta, made it dirty
The Perc and the Xan got her doing dirty
A hundred shells left the scene dirty
My trap house full of choppers, all dirty
I gotta get money, I’m working
I get to the money, I’m working
Never had a job, but I’m working
I’m working, I’m working, I’m working
I’m serving, I’m jugging, I’m working
I’m working, I’m working
I get to the money, I’m working
I gotta get it, nigga, I’m working

Hoodrich Pablo Juan:
They ask me what I’m doing: juuging and working
Put the bricks in the Suburban
Shoot the Glock with the 30, I’m not nervous
Need the pot and the fork and I skrt it
Nutty Professor in the kitchen like I was Sherman
Put moonrock on the weed, smell it when it’s burning
In the streets, learned how to make a earning
An entrepreneur, dressing like Pee-Wee Herman
I’m the colonel, stash spots in the cabins
When I count money, put on my glasses
Bust a pint, drink raw out the wine glass
Chopper hit a hundred like Mortal Kombat
Whip up the dope, got the junkie running back
Gun range aim, nigga, ain’t no coming back
Working, nigga, you want bricks, where the money at?
Don’t think about robbing, my nigga, ain’t none of that
(Don’t do that my nigga)

DrugRixh Pe$o & Hoodrich Pablo Juan:
In love with the Fantas, they dirty
Can’t walk in my hood unless you got a 30
The chopper shoot a hundred, not a thirty
I put the whole hood on and now we working
I dropped a deuce in the Danta, made it dirty
The Perc and the Xan got her doing dirty
A hundred shells left the scene dirty
My trap house full of choppers, all dirty
I gotta get money, I’m working
I get to the money, I’m working
Never had a job, but I’m working
I’m working, I’m working, I’m working
I’m serving, I’m jugging, I’m working
I’m working, I’m working
I get to the money, I’m working
I gotta get it, nigga, I’m working