Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Poverlous , by - Irv Gotti. Release date: 04.11.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Poverlous |
| Lets go… Yo, yeah |
| Uh, uh, uh-huh |
| Another one |
| All of my niggas R-I-D-E |
| For the love of the dough, we be |
| Never lovin them ho’s, See see |
| How the gangstas roll |
| Pimps and Poverlous |
| For the love of the dough, we be |
| Never lovin them ho’s, See see |
| How the gangstas roll |
| Pimps and Poverlous |
| Yo, soon as the weather get hot |
| Pull out the garage with the cl6 drop |
| Bottles of bub, in the club |
| The chris pop, rollin it up that sticky cali bud |
| One stop hit me wit the owner I’m ready to go |
| Mommy hollerin I’m hollerin the is fedy low |
| Oh you ain’t know, Double D get it aquinted for free |
| And I’m holdin chips like I won the lottery |
| That little ghetto boy comin straight out of poverty |
| And probally, one of the illest niggas that ever did it |
| And definately one from the gutter who spit it and lived it |
| I, came from the bottom straight to the top |
| And in the astin drop mixin hash with pot |
| Rollin cash in knots, cuz we bubblin baby |
| And lovin the way we, spit the ism crushin your lady |
| Pimpin em crazy, cuz man ain’t nothin to it |
| So watch how we do it, gutterness it’s Poverlous |
| All of my niggas R-I-D-E |
| For the love of the dough, we be |
| Never lovin them ho’s, See see |
| How the gangstas roll |
| Pimps and Poverlous |
| For the love of the dough, we be |
| Never lovin them ho’s, See see |
| How the gangstas roll |
| Pimps and Poverlous |
| Yeah, yo |
| Catch me in the zone, when I’m duff duff chrome |
| And never demone dro and remy shots to the dome |
| I spit it for the pimps, hustlas, killers who are prone |
| To violence, but still they move in the silence and all alone |
| But no co d’s, see a rich nigga can afford to blow cheese |
| While the youngins strugglin takin jewels from o. |
| g's |
| It’s poverty at it’s best |
| We on the cover tryin to stumble to master the cheddar chest, we |
| R-I-D-E, For murda I-N-C so nigga try you die (Ha) |
| Half you rap catz ain’t swing crack packs |
| I went to school with the 32 in my knapsack |
| And will hit ya, nigga you ain’t no killer |
| You got a vivid imagination and know how to draw a good picture |
| So pay homage, when you see I promise |
| We toat lines which makes us hard to hit |
| This shit is Poverlous |
| All of my niggas R-I-D-E |
| For the love of the dough, we be |
| Never lovin them ho’s, See see |
| How the gangstas roll |
| Pimps and Poverlous |
| For the love of the dough, we be |
| Never lovin them ho’s, See see |
| How the gangstas roll |
| Pimps and Poverlous |
| Yeah, uh |
| If you get doe, and holdin stacks |
| Salute my gangstas, holla back |
| Mommies if you want we got wood |
| We keep it gutter in the hood |
| I’ve never been one to front our style |
| But when shit pop off I pop off rounds |
| So if you alive nigga, ready to rise nigga |
| You gotta know this, it’s Poverlous |
| All of my niggas R-I-D-E |
| For the love of the dough, we be |
| Never lovin them ho’s, See see |
| How the gangstas roll |
| Pimps and Poverlous |
| For the love of the dough, we be |
| Never lovin them ho’s, See see |
| How the gangstas roll |
| Pimps and Poverlous |
| Uh, yeah |
| You say marvolous we say Poverlous |
| Straight gangsta and all gully in the hood |
| This is how we do it nigga |
| Murda, murda |