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dj scream - hood rich anthem (remix) lyrics

[verse 1: trinidad james]
this for the hood rich and the homeless
zone 1 to zone 6
rent to own or own your own sh-t
on the pole, b-tch, or you on d-ck
for them dope boys with them chevys on them 6s
for the college girls that gotta shake t-tties
gotta grade it baby
got a hundred majors
i speak for you cause who else will
[?]
i’ve been p-ssed off since new years
my [?]
2 room on [?]
to skyview in my new crib
southside, we out here
f-ck n-gga

[verse 2: 2 chainz]
all i rock is polo, dollar sign my logo
then i drop the top, on my car call it p-rno
yeah i’m the realest, you can ask your bm
shawty i’m the sh-t, aka the bm
whatup dj scream, cory what’s happenin’
heroes and villians, t-ty boi rappin’
its time to turn up, told em let’s do it
and i’m from the a, can i hit up with that unit

[verse 3: future]
i’m an astronaut, i’m a nasa, i’m a rock star, i’m a shotta
what the bomboclaat, who wanna test me
yeah girl she wanna s-x me
caress me, for me she turn to lesbi
i’m tuned into the radio, i count up all these fetti
ay dj spinz freebandz, cory b freebandz
dj scream freebandz, talk to me freebandz
ay dj spinz freebandz, cory b freebandz
dj scream freebandz, talk to me freebandz

[hook: waka flocka]
i’m so f-ckin’ turnt up with this hood b-tch
diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich
but on some hood sh-t, i f-ck with the real n-ggas
in the trap with the goonies and the drug dealers
i’m so f-ckin’ turnt up, with this hood b-tch
diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich
but on some hood sh-t, i f-ck with the real n-ggas
in the trap with the goonies and the drug dealers

[verse 4: yo gotti]
i’m turnt up, hood sh-t, real n-gga, hood rich
bad b-tches only, but she must be a hood b-tch
i’m riding round in your city, strapped up and i’m gettin it
lambo, nascar, loud pipes and i’m in it
top down, my chain on, you a real n-gga that’s the same song
glock 40 my aim on, little f-ck boy, you a lame ho
i’m turnt up, can’t turn me down
i’m sacked up and i’m on the town
her head fire come, burn me down, and you know the sound

[verse 5: gucci mane]
it’s hood rich radio, you bet’ not change the station
it’s gucci mane la flare they say i changed the nation
i’m a trapper slash rapper yea that’s my occupation
and i don’t cary chump change all i do is carry faces
i’m an ath-e-lete, i ball, i think i’m dominique
primetime like dion, i make them kiss my cleats
i brought you juice, i brought you flock, now who’s the next blow?
i’m so bouldercrest, so texaco, so gresham road

[hook]

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