Hood Rich (taraji) Lyrics - T.latt

We here for a reason 

Shoutout my nigga juan from the 910. 

That's a real nigga right there, 

Bitch I ball. 

This ain't one night. 

Come to High Point. fuck with me 

Dream Chasing but my bars not meek. 

Sipping on the henny, bitch Taraji. 

Take that paper route let the lord guide me. 

Just a young nigga, yea I'm hood rich. 

Just a young nigga, yea I'm hood rich. 

Go get it on your own. 

Go get it on your own. 

(Repeat x 1) 

Mother wished death on me. 

It almost happened. 

Daughter of my own, 

Hope that she call daddy. 

When she get older, 

Tell her my bitch the baddest. 

Put her in time out 

I had to count up some cabbage. 

She wanna fuck. 

We disappear like it's magic 

Make tonight differ. 

Mix the codeine with Fanta. 

Call her hoe 3 times, 

And then I ride off like santa. 

Must have called me naughty. 

Nobody got me to present. 

Thankful for my loyalty, 

Without them I couldn't manage. 

LattThat Sosa, 

I remind her of Sammy 

You should be my girlfriend 

Don't mean to be so demanding. 

Why argue with that bitch 

When you can rip off her panties. 

She hate me in the streets, 

She know that I'm taking chances. 

I tell her not to worry 

When the lord reach his hand in. 

Grab me out that bowl of life. 

This dust is recycled. 

Niggas stab you like Caesar. 

No running from Myers. 

Dream Chasing but my bars not meek. 

Sipping on the henny, bitch Taraji. 

Take that paper route let the lord guide me. 

Just a young nigga, yea I'm hood rich. 

Just a young nigga, yea I'm hood rich. 

Go get it on your own. 

Go get it on your own. 

(Repeat x 1) 

I just dropped my lady, 

Baby momma going dumb. 

Nigga's love it when you losing. 

Really hate it when you've won 

Counted up them hundreds, 

My daughter turned a month 

High risk you get killed 

Don't you come around the point. 

I can't fuck with you. 

You don't like to work. 

I don't fuck with you. 

No branch, be switching up. 

Talking kitchens, I'm in the field 

I swear these nigga's bitches, 

Need to find a purse. 

Catch your main in a skirt, 

I'm a hit it raw. 

Stayed on beast, 

Always been a dog. 

Fuck jumping of the porch. 

I just went to war. 

Beef take money. 

Pesticides miss me. 

Your bitch miss me. 

My old bitch miss me. 

My hand benjamin's. 

In my hand benjamin's 

Yea bitch I ball 

Bitch I ball. 

Yea bitch I ball. 

Dream Chasing but my bars not meek. 

Sipping on the henny, bitch Taraji. 

Take that paper route let the lord guide me. 

Just a young nigga, yea I'm hood rich. 

Just a young nigga, yea I'm hood rich. 

Go get it on your own 

Go get it on your own. 

(Repeat x 1)