Listen to Hood Pope song with lyrics from A$AP Ferg

Hood Pope

A$AP Ferg16 Aug 2013

Hood Pope Lyrics

Hood Pope - A$AP Ferg

Let me sing my song if you feel this sh*t

Mothaf**ka sing along

 

This the Hood Pope chain hang low

Red rubies and the gold

 

Young Trap Lord feel your pain

I be down for my people

 

Drinking Jesus juice jeans hang low

 

Red rubies and the gold

 

And we sick cause we hurting

Pull a chrome fifth when they murk them

Then murk off in Excursion

All cause a ni**a be lurking

 

Big money sh*t we earning

 

A bunch of hooligans need churching

I'm the Hood Pope these my children

And I'll be their Donnie McClurkin

Gold teeth when I'm smirking

Bunch of little kids running 'round need nuturing

Lord know that I ain't really perfect

All of these clowns run around this circus

Lord please what is my purpose

Besides f**king these Persians

Popping these bottles and popping these models

Please tell me where is the Sherman

 

And I'm smoking my w**d put me in my zone

Demons chasing me cause they want my dome

And I carry the heat and I sleep with the chrome

Cause I'm in some beef and they want my dome

Let me sing my song if you feel this sh*t

Mothaf**ka sing along

This the Hood Pope chain hang low

Red rubies and the gold

Young Trap Lord feel your pain

I be down for my people

 

Drinking Jesus juice jeans hang low

 

Red rubies and the gold

 

God say "Son you don't wanna go down"

 

Now you praying in that trap when you hear that gun sound

God say "Son you don't wanna go down"

 

Now you praying in that trap when you hear that gun sound

 

God say "Son you don't wanna go down"

 

Now you praying in that trap when you hear that gun sound

 

God say "Son you don't wanna go down"

Now you praying in that trap when you hear that gun sound

And I told you told you time again

That ain't you gon' find your friends

You talking about you riding with them

And fighting with them those ain't your friends

You dying lying on cement

 

Momma be crying "Don't take him "

Gotta be trying but he said "I promise he won't ever again"

 

God he was a little child he was a good kid for a while

He found the streets and then it got wild;

God I promise never again

God he is my only child please awake him so he smiles

But all she hear is lonely sounds

Now he won't talk ever again

Let me sing my song if you feel this sh*t

Mothaf**ka sing along

This the Hood Pope chain hang low

Red rubies and the gold

 

Young Trap Lord feel your pain

I be down for my people

 

Drinking Jesus juice jeans hang low

 

Red rubies and the gold