HoodRich Pablo Juan

[fox69]

"Platinum"

"Platinum"


Pablo Juan in the building
Nard and B?
Hold up, Spiffy on this motherfucker?

I went platinum selling gas, I went platinum selling Xans
I'm a rapper with a W, I wrap them in saran
I went double platinum last year, I love when mid last
I went platinum with that white, I went platinum with that tan
I done sold a million mid bags, sold a million gas nicks
Served a million niggas, probably made a million off of bricks
Pressed a million beams up, I made a million off this shit
I went platinum in the streets and put that platinum on my wrist

I'm Hoodrich, bitch, I don't fuck around with cheap shit
I just got some Grammys, had the stars on my Givenchy kicks
I pull up in the Bentley with the tint
I'm chrome-hearted like I'm Clark Kent
Sold the mid and went platinum in the apartments
I pour up the lean with the [?]
The [?], I get the chicken and I'm Carly
I went platinum with the weed, Bob Marley
To get a gram of this, that's a hard bargain
Platinum snare, rubberband bonding
No drink, went up and got twenty bottles
Having more style than Ian Connor
16, no verses, I go the hardest
I done have to cook platinum, you [?]

I went platinum selling gas, I went platinum selling Xans
I'm a rapper with a W, I wrap them in saran
I went double platinum last year, I love when mid last
I went platinum with that white, I went platinum with that tan
I done sold a million mid bags, sold a million gas nicks
Served a million niggas, probably made a million off of bricks
Pressed a million beams up, I made a million off this shit
I went platinum in the streets and put that platinum on my wrist

 

[fox69]

"Plug"
(feat. Gucci Mane & Johnny Cinco)

"Plug"
(feat. Gucci Mane & Johnny Cinco)



[Johnny Cinco:]
I'm finna get the money, stack it up
Put it away
I'm in the trap with the base
I'm in the trenches all day
I get it in on the road now
Get it in, how it goes now
Up the prices of my show now
The trap bunking, that's for sure now
Never stopping on the road now
Get the trap up, yeah
Hit the road slow, yeah
My niggas up, yeah
Walk around, double cup
Get some mud in my cup
All these hoes know what's up
I'm the motherfucking plug

[Gucci Mane:]
Drug money, get it swept under the rug
Bitch don't even know she's talking to the damn plug
I'm a pimp, shake her down, got stripper money
Trap boy, got legal money
On my way to a sports bar to watch the Falcons
You can bet your last dollar that Eagle coming
Teach you how to remix, schoolteacher money
Smoking all day, got reefer money
Stands for a pt., two-liter money
He the one that's broke, what he did with his money?
My dad is a drunk and my uncle's a junkie
Momma stay smiling 'cause son got the money
My watch is a fifty, my chain is a hundred
I'm scared to commit and I'm addicted to honey
I love them diamond bricks
Got a brick, but that ain't it
A hundred pints and that's not Act
Purple Kool-Aid mixed with yak
I'll point you in the right direction, bet a mil you won't come back
I gave your CEO a deal, but he was wack, I took it back
Guwop

[Johnny Cinco:]
So it was what it was
And showed them no love
Now I'm a trap nigga
All the hoods show me love
You can rain money on me if you fuck with the plug
Cinco one time her friend, now she fuck with the plug
See, we came in the slums, yeah
And they gave us no love
Now I got racks, nigga
Like I already won
You can run money up when you fuck with the plug
Cinco one time her friend, now she fuck with the plug

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
I'm the importer/exporter, extorter, transporter
I need every quarter like a parking meter, hang on them corners
Spread my wings, fly to Texas and California
My lawyer flipped the case, transformer
Horse carriage, I got bricks in the pony
Fuck these bitches, me and money lonely
I am the Rock, throwing elbows jabroni
Steady finessing, professor compressor
Hundred bags of pressure plugged like the Tesla
The girl too young, they think I'm a Chester
I skrt back the extras, give it to my tester
Mister T gold, my neck is a treasure
I'm with whatever, bright AKs are better
Back up a truckload, let's unload on Candler
Switzerland band, African bezel
Pablo

[Johnny Cinco:]
So it was what it was
And showed them no love
Now I'm a trap nigga
All the hoods show me love
You can rain money on me if you fuck with the plug
Cinco one time her friend, now she fuck with the plug
See, we came in the slums, yeah
And they gave us no love
Now I got racks, nigga
Like I already won
You can run money up when you fuck with the plug
Cinco one time her friend, now she fuck with the plug

I'm a trap nigga
No love, yeah
They fuck with the plug, yeah
Now she fuck with the plug, yeah
In the slums
Love
I got racks now
I already won
You fuck with the plug, yeah
Now she fuck with the plug, yeah

 

[fox69]

"Pool Party"

"Pool Party"


All these goddamn jewels like I'm having a pool party
Gotta keep the .40
These hoes gon' choose, they all on me
Two snow bunnies coming home from Pink Pony
Three fluid ounces of the Hitech and the twenty
I fell asleep on Xanax, I'ma see you in the morning
Fucked that Pablo Perc, now I'm going to Aroma
Geeking on the molly, eat your bitch 'cause I'm hungry

I'm on Designer Drugz, but you know I still ain't slipping
Lean, slab, Percocet, prescriptions
I smoked a whole pound of cookie dime, I'm tripping
Bought a pair of Christians and she forgot she was Christian
Too much money, ridiculous
Bands on bands, consistent
Brand new Benz, thin mint
Wondering where your bitch went
He fresh like everyday Easter
Santa got a big bag like Christmas
Too many hoes, I should start tipping
Fuck your hoe on the molly, kick her out, limping
She grabbing the money, you tipping
I'm serving my Uncle Ricky
How many hoes pay for my attention?
Louie Don said the [?]
22 pocket rocket in me
You started it, nigga, I bet we end in
Hoodrich, nigga, this ain't no image
Real trapper, nigga, you just a gimmick

All these goddamn jewels like I'm having a pool party
Gotta keep the .40
These hoes gon' choose, they all on me
Two snow bunnies coming home from Pink Pony
Three fluid ounces of the Hitech and the twenty
I fell asleep on Xanax, I'ma see you in the morning
Fucked that Pablo Perc, now I'm going to Aroma
Geeking on the molly, eat your bitch 'cause I'm hungry

 

[fox69]

"Pressure"
(feat. Diego Dose)

"Pressure"
(feat. Diego Dose)



[Chorus - Diego Dose:]
I might bag the [?]
Put your BM in a BM just to try her face out
Zan, pints, and lean, 223's all in the safe house
I know niggas doing life sentences, wanna break out
Mix the Percs with the molly just so I could space out
Got this jewel from Candler
I got jewels on Campbellton
Pull up, drop it off so you got jugg, now what you selling?
Hang with nothing but the felons
You don't want that pressure
You don't want that pressure

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
Lay the trail on the bricks, nigga thought he had a safe house
With my goons, bro, we finna have a stake out
[?] for that low, boy, shame face break out
Order up them ten pieces like it's takeout
We be right on Candler Road, not a mothefucking fletcher
Fucking with the plug, you gon' always get some extras
If I tell you 38, it might be a special
In the harvest, in the store, in the trap, I'm finessing, nigga

[Chorus]

[Diego Dose:]
Mix that pressure bust pipes, I think pressure make diamonds
In these streets, I'm ten toes and C.O.D., no consignment
Got more IQ that [?], my niggas grimy and lethal
You run around with no street cred? Don't even ask for a feature
Vending machine
Just made a ten off of a dummy split
Hundred bands, bought a hundred sticks
Play with them eagles like Donovan
That's McNabb, you little [?]
Scheme up the dab, don't set up shop 'round my way
Sell anything, we gon' need half

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Pussy Nigga"
(feat. Yak Gotti)

"Pussy Nigga"
(feat. Yak Gotti)



[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
Fuck that nigga, cuz, rob his ass, blood
Fuck that nigga, cuz, rob his ass, blood
Fuck that nigga, cuz, rob his ass, blood
Rob his ass, blood, fuck that nigga, cuz
He a pussy anyway, he a pussy nigga
You a pussy anyway, you a pussy nigga
Fuck that nigga, cuz, he a pussy nigga
Rob his ass, blood, old pussy nigga

You could be a rookie, nigga, but you can't be a pussy nigga
Let me find out, hell yeah, I took it, nigga
You got punked, Ashton Kutcher, nigga
We got choppers, we got pumps, nigga
Where your pistol, nigga?
Hit his ass with that pistol, nigga
Monkey nigga, put him in the middle
Ain't sparing no nigga 'cause you fucked with my nigga
A hundred niggas just ready to get him
[?] for my New York niggas
Cali got my temper too short, nigga
Chilling on the porch, ready to torch me a nigga
Ain't nothing to go to war, my nigga

Fuck that nigga, cuz, rob his ass, blood
Fuck that nigga, cuz, rob his ass, blood
Fuck that nigga, cuz, rob his ass, blood
Rob his ass, blood, fuck that nigga, cuz
He a pussy anyway, he a pussy nigga
You a pussy anyway, you a pussy nigga
Fuck that nigga, cuz, he a pussy nigga
Rob his ass, blood, old pussy nigga

[Yak Gotti:]
I got Pablo with me, they know how we rocking
Like some cut off stockings, broke, it ain't an option
You don't want no problems, I'm the problem solver
This a chopper, that's a caramel, call it caramel chopper
In the club, these niggas doves, I know they can't stop me
Diamonds come from [?], these ain't TV junkies
I'm in this bitch with a Ruger
You lucky, boy, I do not shoot you
My shooters surrounded by shooters
You bool, but I'm a little booler
You play, I [?] you a dually
Your Tec is really like an Uzi
You're sick, you know how we moving
Since [?] my niggas start shooting
Never play by Yak
Little nigga, better watch what you do
Oh, you making the news?
Channel 5, channel 2
Yak Gotti

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
Fuck that nigga, cuz, rob his ass, blood
Fuck that nigga, cuz, rob his ass, blood
Fuck that nigga, cuz, rob his ass, blood
Rob his ass, blood, fuck that nigga, cuz
He a pussy anyway, he a pussy nigga
You a pussy anyway, you a pussy nigga
Fuck that nigga, cuz, he a pussy nigga
Rob his ass, blood, old pussy nigga

 

[fox69]

"Racks On Des Diamonds"
(feat. Lil Baby)

"Racks On Des Diamonds"
(feat. Lil Baby)



[Lil Baby:]
I'm in the trenches, I'm gettin' this money, I need me a hood bitch
I don't be flexin', I really be poppin', they know that I'm hood rich
Hundred bricks came from Pablo, Gunna rollin' up gelato
Hope a nigga don't try me, they gon' find a nigga body
I spent some racks on these diamonds
I spent some racks on these diamonds
I spent some racks on these diamonds
Hope a nigga don't try me
I spent some racks on these diamonds
I spent some racks on these diamonds
I spent some racks on these diamonds
Hope a nigga don't try me

Hundred bricks in a duffel bag, got 'em from Pablo
Gunna still all in the cut, rollin' gelato
Nigga try me, it ain't a move
Bet a nigga make the news
Fox Five, channel two
I ain't trippin', you a fool
I just bought some new V-lone
Machine on my back, machine on my swag, machine on my belt
I been feelin' myself, I done tripled my wealth
Starring nobody else, did this shit by myself
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Remember them days a nigga was broke, now we gettin' to the money
Them niggas was hating, them niggas be hating, I think that shit funny, yeah
A nigga better not try me, it's gon' be a fuckin' homi
All my young niggas gunning, nigga it ain't no running

I'm in the trenches, I'm gettin' this money, I need me a hood bitch
I don't be flexin', I really be poppin', they know that I'm hood rich
Hundred bricks came from Pablo, Gunna rollin' up gelato
Hope a nigga don't try me, they gon' find a nigga body
I spent some racks on these diamonds
I spent some racks on these diamonds
I spent some racks on these diamonds
Hope a nigga don't try me
I spent some racks on these diamonds
I spent some racks on these diamonds
I spent some racks on these diamonds
Hope a nigga don't try me

[HoodRich Pablo Juan:]
Young nigga, I be flexin' and poppin'
Me and Lil Baby the plug and the socket
Homicide, ready to catch a body
Trap profit got me all four pockets
I spent some racks on these diamonds
Like a whole hundred thousand
Ten pints, I drink gallons
I dress like I'm going to Jimmy Fallon
Don't give a fuck, we gon' fuck that shit up
Drop off a bale in a pickup truck
Givenchys are very particular
Flooded diamonds, it got princess cut
Bend her over, down set hut
Fuckin' that ho, put my thumb in her butt
We fuckin' that shit up, that ain't nothin' to us
We fuckin' that shit up, that ain't nothin' to us

[Lil Baby:]
I'm in the trenches, I'm gettin' this money, I need me a hood bitch
I don't be flexin', I really be poppin', they know that I'm hood rich
Hundred bricks came from Pablo, Gunna rollin' up gelato
Hope a nigga don't try me, they gon' find a nigga body
I spent some racks on these diamonds
I spent some racks on these diamonds
I spent some racks on these diamonds
Hope a nigga don't try me
I spent some racks on these diamonds
I spent some racks on these diamonds
I spent some racks on these diamonds
Hope a nigga don't try me

 

[fox69]

"Rollin'"

"Rollin'"


LMC
Cosmic...
Danny, I see you
Yeah, I know that you see me, how you could you not notice?
I got the heat and the ice like I'm bipolar
I'm rollin' and I'ma ball like boulder
Pop a X and fuck that pussy 'til it's swollen
I'm a player, I wanna poke her
Damn I hate bein' sober
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', I'm rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin', and I'm rollin', rollin', rollin', whoa
I had your bitch roll up my weed, fuck it we geeked up on ecstacy
I'm high, you can tell by how my heart beat
Fuck from the back, make her swallow my seed
My trap rollin', we got what you need
I want a freak, I don't like to be teased, yeah
Subzero, make 'em freeze, yeah
Clothes come from overseas, yeah
We rollin', rollin', rollin', I'm drivin' the whip like it's stolen
Ex bitch got my new bitch wet like the ocean
Real molly got a clear coating
Rollin', I can't help it that I keep on strokin'
Geeked up, I cannot eat your groceries
Yeah, be cautious, watch how you approach me
I'm on designer drugs
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', I'm rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin', and I'm rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
Pull up and pop my opps like pills
I done got rich and I'm still in the hood for real
My trap rollin', you can come get a deal
Water like the Navy, poppin' them seals
Butterfly 'Vette, pull up in a Tesla
Plugged in, I just popped me a Tesla
Pink molly, that's the devil
Geeked up, didn't your mama teach you better?
Follow the leader, I'm a trendsetter
I'm fresh, I'm dressin' like it's Coachella
I can make your trap roll, I'm a go-getter
I don't fear, I ain't worried 'bout no nigga
Pop a band like it's the trigger
Backwood boy, I don't fuck with the swisher
Yeah, geeked up, I keep me a pistol
Two bitches like I'm Pablo in the middle
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', I'm rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin', and I'm rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'

 

[fox69]

"Ruthless"
(feat. Duke)

"Ruthless"
(feat. Duke)



[Duke & Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
Yeah, whoa
Kenny Beats

[Duke:]
I want that money and I'm on the grind to go get it
Bitch, I'm with Pablo and I'm 'bout to run up a milli
Got all my hood niggas, they in the booth with me
Dap all my niggas 'cause they all gon' shoot for me
She suck on the dick like she toothless
Young niggas with me, they ruthless
We stepping out, we make movies
Hop in that foreign in Louis
They trying to take all the sauce
Young nigga, I've been the boss
Take off and run in your house
Hundred-round Draco, we air that bitch out

Pull up and walk in the party, they staring
We just so high, we not caring
Hopped out that brand new McLaren
We not the same, can't compare them
Double C, drippin' Chanel
He go to jail, he gon' tell
I'm in the trap and I'm running through bales
We just get money and we cannot fail
All of my bitches, they dressed in the latest
Passing the bitch [?] cake
And if I like her, I'll take her on dates
My ex be dead to me, just like a weight
Every day, I'm in a new different state
I do not order nothing else but the steak
Country boy come in and we call them baked
We on they ass, we won't give them a break

I want that money and I'm on the grind to go get it
Bitch, I'm with Pablo and I'm 'bout to run up a milli
Got all my hood niggas, they in the booth with me
Dap all my niggas 'cause they all gon' shoot for me
She suck on the dick like she toothless
Young niggas with me, they ruthless
We stepping out, we make movies
Hop in that foreign in Louis
They trying to take all the sauce
Young nigga, I've been the boss
Take off and run in your house
Hundred-round Draco, we air that bitch out

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
I live in the concrete jungle, Jumanji
Diamonds, they look like Dasanis
Smoking gelato, counting money
Blue bankroll look like Sonic
I fucked that bitch in her stomach
I fucked that bitch on the floor
Riding dirty with a hundred
Dirty clip for the Draco
I'm in L.A. with the Loc's
Me and Duke jumped on the boat
Hoodrich, I don't fuck with petty hoes
Serving O's like SpaghettiOs
Got carats, but them ain't no vegetables
I want the cookies, no edibles
Backwoods looking like egg rolls
Fuck that little bitch, she ain't nothing but a hoe
Trap with the chopper aimed at the door
Too many rats, put the safe in the floor
Serve you while I'm pulling up for a show
Shoot the chopper 'till my finger get sore
Be like Soprano
Fifty keys in the box, piano
Strip a nigga naked like D'Angelo
HoodWolf, not the animal
Gucci open-toed sandals
Fendi tie on, in the Bentley, getting handled
Fire his ass up, he a candle
Drinking Hi-Tech, we'll put it in Fantas

[Duke:]
I want that money and I'm on the grind to go get it
Bitch, I'm with Pablo and I'm 'bout to run up a milli
Got all my hood niggas, they in the booth with me
Dap all my niggas 'cause they all gon' shoot for me
She suck on the dick like she toothless
Young niggas with me, they ruthless
We stepping out, we make movies
Hop in that foreign in Louis
They trying to take all the sauce
Young nigga, I've been the boss
Take off and run in your house
Hundred-round Draco, we air that bitch out

 

[fox69]

"Same Nigga"
(feat. Lil Duke & DC White)

"Same Nigga"
(feat. Lil Duke & DC White)



[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
I'm the same nigga hustling 'cause they left me on the block
The same nigga they hated on and told me I was gon' starve
I'm the same nigga that went to school with holes in the socks
I'm the same nigga from the bottom, headed to the top
I'm the same nigga, I'm the same nigga
I'm the same nigga and ain't nothing changed but my chain, nigga
I'm the same nigga, I'm the same nigga
I'm the same nigga and ain't nothing changed but my chain, nigga
I'm the same nigga

[Lil Duke:]
And I run my money up in California
Same nigga wrap him up and send him to whoever want him
If you don't get it, nigga, we gon' get it up off every run
Bet your daughter love it, she want that Lil Duke and Auto Juan
Fuck where you from
It's 'bout where you at and you gotta have a gun
All of my niggas is one
You either gon' shoot or either run
If you're a gangsta, you gotta show me
Bet he get shot if a nigga owe me
[?] bet she know me
I be on the road and I'm probably touring
Hopped on the P-J, I'll fly to New York
Had to stay down, get my feet in the door
Somebody's bitch with me, probably yours
Riches or bitches, now they all want drugs

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
I'm the same nigga hustling 'cause they left me on the block
The same nigga they hated on and told me I was gon' starve
I'm the same nigga that went to school with holes in the socks
I'm the same nigga from the bottom, headed to the top
I'm the same nigga, I'm the same nigga
I'm the same nigga and ain't nothing changed but my chain, nigga
I'm the same nigga, I'm the same nigga
I'm the same nigga and ain't nothing changed but my chain, nigga
I'm the same nigga

[DC White:]
I'm the same nigga, I ain't changed, nigga
I'm switching lanes, killer neighborhood drug dealer
I pull up in the trap, it ain't nothing but love, nigga
I remember days we was riding on the bus, nigga
Now with six figures, fuck them bitch niggas
I'm the same nigga, got the game from Spank, nigga
I was trapping by myself late nights
I'm a shark nigga, call me Great White
I'm with the same niggas, sipping Dirty Sprite
The plug called, I gotta take a flight
I'm the same nigga, never changed, nigga
Money only thing I claim, nigga
I made it through the fucking pain, nigga
Now it's time to watch us kill the game, nigga

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
I'm the same nigga hustling 'cause they left me on the block
The same nigga they hated on and told me I was gon' starve
I'm the same nigga that went to school with holes in the socks
I'm the same nigga from the bottom, headed to the top
I'm the same nigga, I'm the same nigga
I'm the same nigga and ain't nothing changed but my chain, nigga
I'm the same nigga, I'm the same nigga
I'm the same nigga and ain't nothing changed but my chain, nigga
I'm the same nigga

 

[fox69]

"Sauce On Me"
(feat. Gucci Mane)

"Sauce On Me"
(feat. Gucci Mane)



[Gucci Mane:]
I got all this sauce on me
And I still ain't met a nigga drippin' sauce like me (haan)

Bel-Air mint condition, drop top, I feel like the Fresh Prince (drop top)
Your bitch say I'm sexy, ask me can she take a selfie (yah)
Mr. Davis with the latest, say when they address me (mwah)
I done got too rich to let these broke ass cops arrest me
Bookbag full of hundreds on me, please don't put your hands on me (no)
I don't play for the Hawks, but they still ain't got more cash than me (hah)
Rerockin' the rerock like I'm remixin' the remix
He just bought a V6, I just whipped a free brick
Takin' yay to Birmingham, I'm tryna make it safely
My strap don't got no safety, my safe don't got no spacey
I came to work with extra weight, I feel like Eddie Lacy
Two piece for the 80, the piece go for the tre-6

[Gucci Mane & Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
I got all this sauce on me
And I still ain't met a nigga drippin' sauce like me
I got all this sauce on me
Yeah, yeah, it's Pablo Juan, yeah1017...
And I still ain't met a nigga drippin' sauce like me

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
Yeah, walk in the room with like 50 thousand
Smell like a money counter
Water drip, I left from the fountain
Pick picks, I walk on the counter
Smokin' gelato by the pound
I hit the pussy for 12 rounds
Designer snakes, Gucci'd down
And I stay with a hundred rounds
Eat it up, yum yum
It's fine, but I don't want nothin' but tongue
These samples, one of ones
Audemars rich, that's a pun
Girl, I just wanna have fun
Come in, I'm dressin' like James Bond
Broke boy, you can't make bond
I'm dressin' my bitch in that Louis Vuitton
I got a lot of carats like my family rabbits
No wonder why these bitches wanna get married
Got a new foreign car, call it Inspector Gadget (skrrt, skrrt)
I keep it on me, yeah, they know I'm a savage
$250 worth of jewelry, fuck the jewelry
Nigga, I'm gettin' money, I ain't worried
Honeycomb furs and she stir while I swerve
Neck new chain alert, watch your bitch, she flirt
Drop top vert with a hundred K in my purse

[Gucci Mane:]
I got all this sauce on me
And I still ain't met a nigga drippin' sauce like me
I got all this sauce on me
And I still ain't met a nigga drippin' sauce like me