'm still fly Got a quarter tank gas in my new E-class But that's alright 'cause I'm gon' ride Got everything in my moma's name But I'm hood rich, da,
a old tymer got shot I didn't wanna do it but he was holdin' my spot I'm shittin' on niggas, grandma got grams She gave me a revolver, automatics get jammed I'm 'Hood Rich
Ladies and gentlemen, see it's like Hello, hello, hello Hello, hello See baby Hello, hello, hello Hello, hello Now, I been trying to fuck with you since
chicks I'm full of the white trying to down this bitch Slow it down, hold it up, get back to your class Act your age lil mamma stop shaking your ass Big
To all my peoples, to all my peoples To all my peoples, yeah Together we stand and divided we fall If niggaz get together then we all can ball Live as
, fuck being a prince, I'm the king of the south It's the Birdman, daddy stick the gag in ya mouth It's the Boss Hog, known Big Dawg The boss of the ghetto
Big stars, Big cars Big shows, Big hoes, Big drawers Big drama with baby mamma Get her wheels, pay her bills, Big Tymer Big titties, Big cities Dike bitches that love eatin' kitties Big
What else can I say family we some mobsters This cash money you know we the boss of this hood shit Floss in this hood get, shots in his hood quick This big
rollin with the flayers, oh yeah Just back seat ridin', oh yeah You know nigga be drivin', oh yeah Wit two freaks inside it, oh yeah So we with the Big Tymers
just dream too much And all of y'all niggas ain't coming up to nuttin' but a big old zero And in case you didn't know nigga I'm the hood hero Just like
defendant Why you need Johnny Cochran? You rollin' with them cash money millionaires now Hey, big shouts out to Greg green This of uhh cases that concentrated titty milk And big
the Benz, hoes tell they friends that That's my daddy, daddy I don't ride white walls, it's vogues I'm mashin' But I'm Hood Rich, nigga, tell ya bitch
[Baby talking] Um hmm...fo sho You can do big thangs when you're a Big Tymer And even if you ain't nigga just keep grindin' nigga You really ain't got
Yeah, yeah, yeah Nah just kidding, ha ha ha Welcome to the side of the world where we just do What the fuck we want to And smoke how we wanna smoke And
Übersetzung: Big Tymers. Hood Rich (Still Fly).
