Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song If We Go Broke, artist - HoodRich Pablo Juan. Album song Million Dollar Plugs, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.05.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Hoodrich, MONY POWR RSPT
Song language: English
If We Go Broke |
Young Guapo, Young Guapo |
You know (real shit) |
Still going for the gusto |
XVL |
Mob Gang (let's get it) |
Huncho |
Fuck you thought, nigga? |
Fuck a rapper, I’m a brick wrapper |
Fuck the rap game (they got us fucked up) |
If them labels keep playing, we gon' get truckloads |
24/7, trap house open, never closed |
And when that work touch down, I’ma call Pablo |
And with the profit, we can go get some Gallardos |
We got racks on a nigga just like Wells Fargo |
And if we ever go broke, we gon' call Carlos |
And if we ever go broke, we going hard, hoe |
And if we ever go broke, we going hard, hoe |
I ain’t never starving, hoe, see, what the fuck you thought? |
I got some niggas with me that’ll come and knock you out |
I got some bitches with me that’ll set you up |
And when they spill the business, they gon' sex me up |
Okay, these labels tripping, they ain’t talking enough |
They keep on hitting my line, but I ain’t picking up |
See, you go to the Dome to see Falcons, I just go home to see falcons |
Also, you don’t want |
If them labels keep playing, we gon' get truckloads |
24/7, trap house open, never closed |
And when that work touch down, I’ma call Pablo |
And with the profit, we can go get some Gallardos |
We got racks on a nigga just like Wells Fargo |
And if we ever go broke, we gon' call Carlos |
And if we ever go broke, we going hard, hoe |
And if we ever go broke, we going hard, hoe |
I’m stuffing the bricks in the Lexus like I’m playing Tetris |
Beating the block, a whole brick on my necklace |
Don’t come around here, there’s no zone for that flexing |
I know real migos that’s Mexican |
A hundred mid sent down from Texas |
I wrap them and shoot them to Michigan |
Fucking your bitch and I’m selling the fish, I’m legitimate |
And the fish |
Britney Spears, oops, I done did it again |
Don’t come to my trap, talking wrapping |
Ain’t signing no deal and no package |
Bitch, give me that pussy, I’m savage |
Pull up in that U-Haul |
I got way too many bricks, I guess I’m supposed to be wrapping |
Wrap them up, 'Blo! |
If them labels keep playing, we gon' get truckloads |
24/7, trap house open, never closed |
And when that work touch down, I’ma call Pablo |
And with the profit, we can go get some Gallardos |
We got racks on a nigga just like Wells Fargo |
And if we ever go broke, we gon' call Carlos |
And if we ever go broke, we going hard, hoe |
And if we ever go broke, we going hard, hoe |
I’m getting money, they can’t find me, think I’m Waldo |
I’m flying packs to the trap, I’m shipping cargos |
My migo, he gon' get me straight, I’m talking pronto |
Sold a whole brick and bought a condo |
Getting money in different time zones |
Fuck a label, still on the grind, hoe |
Go ahead, say it like what you write, homes |
Back-to-back Benz, that’s my clone |
Me and Pablo run the juugathon |
Guap at the lot and he 'bout to put on |
Fuck a bad bitch while you niggas watch porn |
Trap don’t close 'til the whole pack gone |
Walk into Magic, they ring the alarms |
I’m 'bout to explode, they think that I’m a bomb |
If them labels keep playing, we gon' get truckloads |
24/7, trap house open, never closed |
And when that work touch down, I’ma call Pablo |
And with the profit, we can go get some Gallardos |
We got racks on a nigga just like Wells Fargo |
And if we ever go broke, we gon' call Carlos |
And if we ever go broke, we going hard, hoe |
And if we ever go broke, we going hard, hoe |