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Hood Pope Lyrics [Chorus] Ohh, let me sing my song If you feel this shit, mothafucka sing along Ohh, this the Hood Pope Chain hang low, red rubies and the gold Ohh, young Trap Lord Feel your pain, I be down for my people Ohh, drinking Jesus juice Jeans hang low, rare rubies and the gold [Verse 1] And we sip, cause we hurting Pull a chrome fifth when they murk them Then murk off in Excursion All cause a nigga be lurking Big money shit we earning A bunch of hooligans need churching I'm the Hood Pope, these my children And I'll be their Donnie McClurkin Gold teeth when I'm smirking Bunch of little kids running 'round need nurturing Lord know that I ain't really perfect All of these clowns run around this circus Lord please, what is my purpose Besides fucking these Persians? Popping these bottles and popping these models Please tell me where is the Sherman And I'm smoking my weed, put me in my zone Demons chasing me, cause they want my dome And I carry the heat, and I sleep with the chrome Cause I'm in some beef, and they want my dome 8.8M2.9K Gracie Abrams 'I know it won’t work' (Live Performance) | Open Mic Kiana Ledé 'Deeper' (Live Performance) | Open MicDaniel Caesar 'Always' Official Lyrics & Meaning | VerifiedNOW PLAYINGGracie Abrams 'I know it won’t work' (Live Performance) | Open MicLovejoy 'Call Me What You Like' Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified [Chorus] Ohh, let me sing my song If you feel this shit, mothafucka sing along Ohh, this the Hood Pope Chain hang low, red rubies and the gold Ohh, young Trap Lord Feel your pain, I be down for my people Ohh, drinking Jesus juice Jeans hang low, rare rubies and the gold [Bridge] God say "Son, you don't wanna go down" Now you praying in that trap when you hear that gun sound God say: "Son, you don't wanna go down" Now you praying in that trap when you hear that gun sound God say: "Son, you don't wanna go down" Now you praying in that trap when you hear that gun sound God say: "Son, you don't wanna go down" Now you praying in that trap when you hear that gun sound [Verse 2] And they told you, told you time again That ain't you gon' find your friends You talking about you riding with them And fighting with them, those ain't your friends You dying, lying on cement, momma be crying "Don't take him! Gotta be trying but he sin, I promise he won't, ever again God, he was a little child, he was a good kid for a while He found the streets and then it got wild; God, I promise, never again God, he is my only child, please awake him so he smiles" But all she hear is lonely sounds, now he won't talk ever again
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Uh, after hours of Il Mulino Or Sotto Sotto, just talkin' about women and vino The contract like '91 Dan Marino I swear this got Michael Rapinos boostin' my ego Overly focused, it's far from the time to rest now Debates growing 'bout who they think is the best now Took a while, got the jokers out of the deck now … I'm holdin' all the cards and niggas wanna play chess now I hear you talkin', say it twice so I know you meant it … Fuck it, I don't even tint it, they should know who's in it I'm authentic, real name, no gimmicks … No game, no scrimmage, I ain't playin' with you niggas at all My classmates, they went on to be chartered accountants Or work with their parents, but thinkin' back on how they treated me My high school reunion might be worth an appearance Make everybody have to go through security clearance Tables turn, bridges burn, you live and learn With the ink, I could murder word to my nigga Irv Yeah, I swear shit just started clickin' dog You know it's real when you are who you think you are … Cash rules everything around me, frikki-frikki-frik C.R.E.A.M.; get the-get the-get the-get the Get the-get the-get the-get the money, dollar-dollar D-d-d-d-dollar-dollar, dollar-dollar bill y'all (y'all, y'all) Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M Get the-get the-get the-get the-get the Get the-get the-get the-get the mon-mon-money Frikki-frikki-frikki, dollar-dollar-dollar bill y'all (y'all, y'all) … Uh, I had Benzes 'fore you had braces … The all-black Maybach but I'm not a racist Inside's whiter than Katy Perry's face is … Yellow diamonds in my Jesús I just might learn to speak Mandarin Japanese for the yen that I'm handlin' International Hov, that's my handle My saint's Changó, light a candle El Gran Santo on the mantle 'Case y'all didn't know, I speak Spanish too, uh Shout Out to World Wide Wes Everywhere we go we leave a worldwide mess Yes, still Roc La Familia Says a lot about you if you not feelin' us The homie said "Hov, there ain't many of us" I told him less is more, nigga it's plenty of us … Cash rules everything around me, frikki-frikki-frik C.R.E.A.M.; get the-get the-get the-get the Get the-get the-get the-get the money, dollar-dollar D-d-d-d-dollar-dollar, dollar-dollar bill y'all (y'all, y'all) … Cake, cake-cake, cake-cake, cake 500 million, I got a pound cake Niggas is frontin', that's upside-down cake Get 'em a red nose, they clown cakes They shoulda never let you 'round cake Look at my neck, I got a karat cake, uh Now here's the icing on the cake Cake, cake-cake, cake-cake Uh I'm just gettin' started, oh yeah we got it bitch I've done made more millionaires than the lotto did Dame made millions, Biggs made millions Ye made millions, Just made millions Lyor made millions, Cam made millions Beans'a tell you if he wasn't in his feelings Uh, I'm back in my bag My eyes bloodshot but my jet don't lag A pair of Jordan 3's tryna chase this cash Gucci air bag just in case we crash Uh, last night was mad trill I'm fresh out of Advil, Jesus grab the wheel … Yeah uh, look, fuck all that happy to be here shit that y'all want me on I'm the big homie, they still be tryna lil' bro me dog Like I should fall in line, like I should alert niggas When I'm 'bout to drop somethin' crazy and not say I'm the greatest of my generation Like I should be dressin' different Like I should be less aggressive and pessimistic Like I should be way more nervous and less dismissive Like I should be on my best behavior And not talk my shit and do it major like the niggas who paved the way for us Like I didn't study the game to the letter And understand that I'm not doin' it the same, man, I'm doin' it better Like I didn't make that clearer this year Like I should feel, I don't know, guilty for saying that They should put a couple more mirrors in here so I can stare at myself These are usually just some thoughts that I would share with myself But I thought "Fuck it" It's worth it to share 'em with someone else more than Paris for once I text her from time to time, she a mom now I guess sometimes life forces us to calm down I told her that she could live with me if she need to I got a compound but I think she's straight Cause she supported since Hot Beats right before Wayne came And got me out of the backroom where I was rapping with Jas over beats that I shouldn't have in the hopes for the glory He walked right past in the hallway Three months later I'm his artist He probably wouldn't remember that story But that shit stick with me Always couldn't believe when he called me You never know, it could happen to you And I just spent four Ferraris all on a brand new Bugatti And did that shit cause it's something to do, yeah I guess that's just who I became dawg Nothing was the same dawg
I ain’t gonna say that my life was hard But it definitely ain’t no walk in the park To tell you the truth I already beat the boss level And y’all are still stuck at the start I’ve been told that I’m crushing life Sometimes it feel like life crushing me Rain cloud over me fill me with anxiety Sometimes feel like the rules don’t apply to me Watching prime time NBA in my favourite chair Feel like people watch and stare Little do they know lyrical extraordinaire No cards with me but I’m playing solitaire Listen Living my life the way I need not the way I want Not really confident that I got a confidante I run around the world and back while you stuck on a treadmill Can’t get rid of these thoughts they stuck in my head still I turn to music when I don’t have nothing else And money is great but I don’t care about the wealth More concerned about what’s going on upstairs And know that most people right now are unaware Honestly November was a simpler time Because I had that better at all costs state of mind Can’t have my cake and eat it too because I’m diabetic So everyone around me need to be authentic But this only life I live What’s good about good times if there ain’t no one to share them with See the numbers gotta keep em in the green And I ain’t talking about money nah that would be too extreme Speaking of extreme man I should be relaxing And no I don’t wanna squad up so you can stop asking Gotta figure out who real and who just playing pretend The truth is like willpower because it’s been known to bend Took my glasses off didn’t like what I was seeing Keep scheming Y’all think you better please just keep on dreaming
Le he dado 20 años al mundo ahora que sigue? Demonios vestidos de pussy siempre me persiguen Bien dicen que ahora viste a la moda, esta muy bien Me junte con mucho con ella y ahora huelo a Chanel, uh Es un acercamiento poético Me doy cuenta del amor genuino y del sintético Aprendí que el peligro también se vuelve estético En México, decapitando haciendo cortes simétricos Le tuve miedo a la calle, sabes, me dio depresión Por no poder defenderme físicamente en presion Para mis las ratas salen de la misma impresión Se quedaron sin tinta y ahora piden devolución Para eso esta el manual No me sorprende nah Mi propio apellido me decepcionó, me da igual Mi padre solo tenia que venirse, y ya está Hizo mucho pedo extra y mira ya no está O vendes estos kilos o aprendes a hacer un gol Dime si en verdad la calle ha tenido otra opción Algunos no saben en que se meten de verdad Prometen un show de superbowl y acaba en Astroworld Feel me? Muy pocos la excepción, really Te hacen querer ver silly Tienes un sueño y los Ruzzarines se rien de ti Porque segun no puedes basandote en tu ethnic Mas mexicano que horchata para la sed Tengo a chicharito en un poster pegado en la pared Sali de la jungla, apunto para la ciudad Me hablan de estadisticas, las quiero refutar, fuck yall
this ain’t no Nostalgia represent pusha t and Kendrick lamar 수지타산, 수요와 공급 because I choose maniac 호흡 you said I slay too many rapper’s flame got that forever the pain, god damn 틀딱들의 잣대에 벗어나려 트렌디함만을 쫓아 너가 해야될건 니 건데 저기 본토만을 쫓아 존재 이유와 있어야 할곳은 여긴데 black and white there is no brown you must choose one my skin is goosebumps 부정해도 real estate is here 인정할게 “우리들은 그들의 뒤야” 당연 money or fame? 물어본다면 고민하지 않고 바로 답해 그에게 전해줘 that place is my Zone&zone 잘해줬던 과거는 이제 그만 지났어 이거 하나만 알아둬 난 변화를 위해 노력하지 않지 I do my best but they fucking call that crime, shit This is korea 블랙리스트에 추가 chaidish gambino, drake 대체 누가 나에게 댐비노 내로남불.토 쏠려 왝
20 plus years of selling Johnson & Johnson I started out as a baby-faced monster No wonder there's diaper rash on my conscience My teething ring was numbed by the nonsense Gem Star razor and a dinner plate Arm and hammer and a mason jar, that's my dinner date Then crack the window in the kitchen, let it ventilate 'Cause I let it sizzle on the stove like a minute steak Nigga, I was crack in the school zone Two beepers on me, Starter jacket that was two toned Four lockers, four different bitches got their mule on Black Ferris Bueller, cutting school with his jewels on Couldn't do wrong with a chest full of chains and a arm full of watches What I sell for pain in the hood, I'm a doctor Zhivago, tried to fight the urge like Ivan Drago If he dies he dies, like Doughboy to Tre If he rides he rides, throwing punches in his room If he cries he cries, we don't drink away the pain When a nigga die we add a link to the chain Inscribe a nigga name in your flesh We playing on a higher game of chess Once you delegate his bills who gone fuck his bitch the best? A million megapixels of the Pyrex Started on the scale digital, my only Timex Nigga, this is timeless, simply 'cause it's honest Pure as the fumes that be fucking with my sinus Nigga this is Simon says, Simon red Blood on your diamonds 'til you dying, dead You better change what comes out your speaker You better change, ch-ch-change Dee-dee-dee, dah-dee, dah-dee, dee-dee, dah-dee, day-ah (What is it?) You wanna see a dead body? Instrumentals from my mama's Christmas party Trouble's on my mind, I still smell crime My little brother crying Smokers repeatedly buying my Sega Genesis Either that or my auntie was stealing it Hit the pipe and start feeling it Oh wee, cut me some slack, weed never did that This was different, geez, Louise please help me relax Quantum physics could never show you the world I was in When I was ten Back when nine ounces had got you ten And nine times out of ten, niggas don't pay attention And when there's tension in the air, nines come with extensions My daddy dumped a quarter piece to a four and a half Took a L, started selling soap fiends bubble bath Broke his nails misusing his pinky to treat his nose Shirt buttoned open, taco meat laying on his gold I said, "Daddy, one day I'ma get you right with 36 zips" "One thousand grams of cocaine then your name will be rich" "Now you can rock it up or sell it soft as leather interior" "Drop some ice cubes in it, Deebo on perimeter" He said "Son, how come you think you be my connect?" I said "Pops, your ass is washed up with all due respect" He said "Well nigga, then show me how it all makes sense" Go figure, motherfucker, every verse is a brick Your son dope, nigga Now reap what you sowed, nigga (Please reap what you sowed, nigga) I was born in '87, my grand daddy a legend Now the same shit that y'all was smoking is my profession Let's get it You better change what comes out your speaker You better change ch-change, ch-change, ch-change, cha-ange You better change what comes out your speaker Th-Th-Th-Th-They must be on the dick of who? Th-Th-Th-Th-They must be on the dick of who?
