hoodrich pablo juan & jose guapo - sellin' dope lyrics
[intro: hoodrich pablo juan]
hoodwolf
[chorus: hoodrich pablo juan]
i went platinum selling dope, not records
walked up out of jeffrey’s
chanel stepping with the silver on them
michael jackson moonwalking with the pistol on me
1’5, the hood look like a thriller, don’t it?
my neck, my wrist, fifty worth of jewelry on me
i look like a l1ck, but n-gga, you don’t f-cking want it
drive the ’16 maybach like i don’t f-cking want it
mony powr rspt, the world is ours, n-gga, i’m f-cking tony
[verse 1: hoodrich pablo juan]
i’m in a lot of horses, never ralph lauren
got a foreign b-tch just for me and my foreign
been on the bullsh-t since i was born
i move like a secret agent, n-gga, jason bourne
trapping, stayed down, i worked up my forearm
i stayed on the hill like my name was lauryn
i couldn’t get it right at first
just cooking, got better with my arm
all of these chickens, we need a farm
they say it’s a drought, i could make it pouring
f-ck on your b-tch like i’m making p-rn
i got a six of the lean i’ma carry on
pablo juan dom like perignon
just a young n-gga came up from a bomb
hit the dice game, then i run
ain’t no fun when the rabbit got the gun
n-gga talking sh-t, cut out your tongue
too much cookie, got bad lungs
we come for the sack with no pads on
you know it’s get hard in that red zone
i shot at my cousin, i’m dead wrong
when it come to that money, can’t leave it ‘lone
chanel, n-gga, never adidas on
i ain’t used to have sh-t, buying everything i wanted
[chorus: hoodrich pablo juan]
i went platinum selling dope, not records
walked up out of jeffrey’s
chanel stepping with the silver on them
michael jackson moonwalking with the pistol on me
1’5, the hood look like a thriller, don’t it?
my neck, my wrist, fifty worth of jewelry on me
i look like a l1ck, but n-gga, you don’t f-cking want it
drive the ’16 maybach like i don’t f-cking want it
mony powr rspt, the world is ours, n-gga, i’m f-cking tony
[verse 2: jose guapo]
cls benz, n-gga, we done got so high in it
pull up on your friend and i bet she wanna ride with me
tell her roll the cookie ’cause i know she wanna get high with me
since the block’s so hot, yeah, i gotta keep my fire with me
i jumped out the wraith, dressed in louis v
i skipped school, ran for truancy
i’ma up the guns, either you or me
keep a lot of hoes, like, two or three
alexander mcqueen
dolce & gabbana my jeans
i’m nothing like the other rappers, n-gga
my choppers come with all beams
[chorus: hoodrich pablo juan]
i went platinum selling dope, not records
walked up out of jeffrey’s
chanel stepping with the silver on them
michael jackson moonwalking with the pistol on me
1’5, the hood look like a thriller, don’t it?
my neck, my wrist, fifty worth of jewelry on me
i look like a l1ck, but n-gga, you don’t f-cking want it
drive the ’16 maybach like i don’t f-cking want it
mony powr rspt, the world is ours, n-gga, i’m f-cking tony
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