Bloodhound

作曲：Project Pat

作词：Project Pat

Blood hound for the brid blood hound

For the dj scream heavenly scream

Blood hound for the brid

Projects head

To the city of head

I can smell that money I can smell that

Blood hound for the bread

Bloodhound for the bread

I can smell that money

Turn that's around I can

I know dj speed on the block

In the hood where a trill ** stood

Had the crack and the gun

There was nowhere to run

There was nowhere to hide

We had nowhere to go

A ** backagainst the wall

I ain't going like a hoe

I had two pairs shoes

And a ** wanted ten

Couldn't break out of poverty

So I'm breaking Inside to a ** home

Put the forty to his dome

Caught him high on the couch

Shut a bird In his mouth

Told him strip butt naked

Then I duck tape the mud wasn't breaking bread

Hoodie pockets caking up bringing ** over her

And they cash raking up at the gone

Doing so It's so It was taking us cause I'm a

Good hound for the brib blood hound for the brib

Bloodhound for the breed

Bloodhound for the breed

I can smell that money

I can smell that money

I can smell that money

I can smell that money

Bloodhound for the breed

Bloodhound for the breed bloodbloodhound 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

The cheese the faded the guap

The grip the pounds the bricks the all to clips

The prosecutor In the bed with a snitch

And the crooked lawyers just trying to get rich

While you wishing for beef

Chopper Itch In the murknorth ** right now

** starving for worst street **

We walk what we talk right now

Come bumping have you off In the chalk right now

Cause I'm a bloodhound for the bread

Bloodhound for thereal

Blood out for the bread

Blood out for the bread

I can smell that money

I can smell that money

I can smell that money

I can smell that money

Bloodfor 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

Yeah ** real recognize real february

O nine your boy project cut tall

Y'all know how It's going down **

Don't blind then you don't shine

If you don't hustle then you don't eat

Words from the tennessee kingpin

We out here In these streets we going for the gold food

It's a secession going on right now **

It's a drought right now boy

** gotta be about right now you know I'm coming out

Yeah ** get your money a fool

Dj screams now with all that hollywood **

He does It for the streets

Streets dj screens does It for the streets

Get your boy up

Dj screams and t mail dot