Waka Flocka Flame - Hood Rich Anthem (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Trinidad James] This for the hood rich and the homeless Zone 1 to Zone 6 Rent to own or own your own sh** On the pole, b**h, or you on dick For them dope boys with them Chevys on them 6s For the college girls that gotta shake titties Gotta [?] Got a hundred majors I speak for you cause who else will [?] I've been pissed off since New Years My [?] 2 room on [?] To skyview in my new crib Southside, we out here f** n***a [Verse 2: 2 Chainz] All I rock is polo, dollar sign my logo Then I drop the top, on my car call it p**no Yeah I'm the realest, you can ask your bm Shawty I'm the sh**, aka the BM Whatup Dj Scream, Cory what's happenin' Heroes and Villians, Tity Boi rappin' Its time to turn up, told em let's do it And I'm from the A, can I hit up with that unit [Verse 3: Future] I'm an astronaut, I'm a nasa, I'm a rock star, I'm a shotta What the bomboclaat, who wanna test me Yeah girl she wanna s** me Caress me, for me she turn to lesbi I'm tuned into the radio, I count up all these fetti Ay DJ Spinz freebandz, Cory B freebandz DJ Scream freebandz, Talk to me freebandz Ay DJ Spinz freebandz, Cory B freebandz DJ Scream freebandz, Talk to me freebandz [Hook: Waka Flocka] I'm so f**in' turnt up with this hood b**h Diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich But on some hood sh**, I f** with the real n***as In the trap with the goonies and the drug dealers I'm so f**in' turnt up, with this hood b**h Diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich But on some hood sh**, I f** with the real n***as In the trap with the goonies and the drug dealers [Verse 4: Yo Gotti] I'm turnt up, hood sh**, real n***a, hood rich Bad b**hes only, but she must be a hood b**h I'm riding round in your city, strapped up and I'm gettin it Lambo, NASCAR, loud pipes and I'm in it Top down, my chain on, you a real n***a that's the same song Glock 40 my aim on, little f** boy, you a lame ho I'm turnt up, can't turn me down I'm sacked up and I'm on the town Her head fire come, burn me down, and you know the sound [Verse 5: Gucci Mane] It's hood rich radio, you bet' not change the station It's Gucci Mane La Flare they say I changed the nation I'm a trapper slash rapper yea that's my occupation And I don't cary chump change all I do is carry faces I'm an ath-e-lete, I ball, I think I'm Dominique Primetime like Dion, I make them kiss my cleats I brought you juice, I brought you flock, Now who's the next blow? I'm so Bouldercrest, so Texaco, so Gresham Road [Hook]