Текст песни Bloodhound - Project Pat

Bloodhound

Bloodhound for the bread, bloodhound for the bread
Bloodhound for the bread, bloodhound for the bread
I can smell that money, I can smell that money
I can smell that money, I can smell that money
Bloodhound for the bread, bloodhound for the bread
Bloodhound for the bread, bloodhound for the bread
I can smell that money, I can smell that money
I can smell that money, I can smell that money

Kinda janky, body stanky, get through rain 'cause it's planky
Loosey lips'll sinkin' ships, choppa shoot like a tanky
Bald and rowdy like a Rasta, smokin' purp, eatin' pasta
Late tippin', caught you slippin', come on down, I'ma pop ya
Arm and hammer, bakin' soda, measure grams, cook the cola
Cook a cakey out the flaky, uh, you can smell the odor
I done showed ya, dollars fold ya, product comin' 'cross the border
Doin' deals, coke and pill, shawty take it off your shoulder
When I'm jackin' for the riches, mask on, Revolver pistols
Bullets flyin' past your head, dawg, you can hear the whistles
Jeepers Creepers, you's a sleeper while I'm up on a creeper
Every order that I give is bagged up by my heater

Bloodhound for the bread, bloodhound for the bread
Bloodhound for the bread, bloodhound for the bread
I can smell that money, I can smell that money
I can smell that money, I can smell that money
Bloodhound for the bread, bloodhound for the bread
Bloodhound for the bread, bloodhound for the bread
I can smell that money, I can smell that money
I can smell that money, I can smell that money

I kill for the bread, maniac for the bread
Duck, take the, get the stash, then shoot you in the head
Mayne'll slide up under your ho just to suck information out her
Be on the side a nigga house with Revolvers out
I'm about to pay for crypto, pull a cape of butter cheddar cheese
Over baby mama sister house, heard you got hella cheese
Aggravated felonies when the pistols are in use
Goons get up with these suckers, then they wanna call a truce
Simon says you can die just like any other nigga
Choppas and them shotguns, you don't want no troubles, nigga
I do what I gotta do to get me some money
I rob me a prostitute to get me some money

Bloodhound for the bread, bloodhound for the bread
Bloodhound for the bread, bloodhound for the bread
I can smell that money, I can smell that money
I can smell that money, I can smell that money
Bloodhound for the bread, bloodhound for the bread
Bloodhound for the bread, bloodhound for the bread
I can smell that money, I can smell that money
I can smell that money, I can smell that money