Waka Flocka Flame - Hoodrich lyrics

[Intro] Hood n***a this, hood n***a that (on that hood sh**) Hood n***as got dreads and golds and that strap Waka Flocka Flame, you know my f**ing gang 1017, that's what a n***a claim [Hook] I'm so f**ing turnt up with this hood b**h Diamonds hella bright, you can call me hood rich But on some hood sh**, I f** with the hood n***as In the club with the bangers and the drug dealers Eastside, twist your fingers up Westside, twist your fingers up Northside, twist your fingers up Southside, twist your fingers up [Verse 1] For your chain and ring, you could get dome checked In the studio all day, trying to bust a check Tattoos on my body, call it illustration Hard work, no play, f** a vacation Seven days a week, even in my sleep Even when I eat, money's all a n***a speak These n***as too funny Got the super money, independent mixtape money And to the westside, Flocka f**ing with you What's up eastside? You know I'm f**ing with you Ay, northside, Waka Flame got you, mane Southside is what I claim, that's my f**ing gang [Hook] I'm so f**ing turnt up with this hood b**h Diamonds hella bright, you can call me hood rich But on some hood sh**, I f** with the hood n***as In the club with the bangers and the drug dealers Eastside, twist your fingers up Westside, twist your fingers up Northside, twist your fingers up Southside, twist your fingers up [Verse 2] I'm back, Waka, n***a I'm strapped, Flocka, n***a This track Southside, going bonkers, n***a Goku a n***a, better know voodoo, n***a I shoot a n***a, ice pick choke a n***a Is you Blood, Crip, Latin King, or Folk, my n***a? Waka Flocka Flame, straight Bedrock your brain What set you claim? n***a, what hood you from? Sell crack, play ball, or shoot a handgun Shawty, I stay on my sh** These haters trying to snitch on me like I'm Michael Vick But you can call me Waka Flame Offset my car and pulled out my chain [Hook] I'm so f**ing turnt up with this hood b**h Diamonds hella bright, you can call me hood rich But on some hood sh**, I f** with the hood n***as In the club with the bangers and the drug dealers Eastside, twist your fingers up Westside, twist your fingers up Northside, twist your fingers up Southside, twist your fingers up [Verse 3] Offset, candy paint n***as rap about what they don't got and what they think I'ma rap about what I did and who the f** I hate Brick Squad clique, '09, let's get cake I'm cooler than Jake the Snake Hyper than Michael Jack Rawer than Body Tap So don't get your face slapped You're faker than a wiretap So shawty, stop that brick talk My little buddy on the left like the Crip walk My little Blood on the right like to B-hop Where your trap spot? Where your dope block? Is your name buzzing, n***a? Heard your a** ain't good for nothing Used to be broke, made something out of nothing Waka Flocka, n***a [Hook] I'm so f**ing turnt up with this hood b**h Diamonds hella bright, you can call me hood rich But on some hood sh**, I f** with the hood n***as In the club with the bangers and the drug dealers Eastside, twist your fingers up Westside, twist your fingers up Northside, twist your fingers up Southside, twist your fingers up