Hongry

Album cover art for "Hongry" by Mac Dre & PSD

Mac Dre & PSD - Rap, West Coast Rap

Hongry

2 Plays

Duration: 1:48

Lyrics

[Verse 1: PSD] I spit this shit like I want my plaque I miss my nigs, can't wait 'til them cats get back What you need? Twice, you ain't gotta ask me that He said that free life, go on, playa, do that that This shit a fool, man, the gurp ain't cool, man Fresh off of paper, used all my favors Come around our niggas now, they handle me worser This being broke got me like a different person Familiar with doing bad, sour let them hurt me Familiar with doing math, I done touched a bird The love but knowing damn well the slut wasn't worthy Done been in funk with a jammed 12 and ducked a Hershey [Chorus: PSD] (Hongry) Like a homeless child On his own, no food, just roaming wild (Hongry, hongry) Like somе hostages Hustler, ain't with it, can't profit, nigga (Hongry, hongry) Like a junkiе comin' down off one Come through and dump rounds out one (Hongry) Like I'm on intake, no commissary I can see why my mama worried (Hongry, hongry) [Verse 2: Mac Dre] I'm tryna see it, so I smash Nice things to buy, nice things to have I'm tired of Mickey D's, I want some Outback I'm tryna live fat (How fat?) Fat as Oprah Winfrey, doing pimp things Full tank of gas, never on empty I'm tired of doing bad, living like a Viking I'm finna flip script, and do my thing I'm a hustler, get up when I fall When I wanna ball, I make a phone call My potna got plug on a pussy on the pounds I'm a pimp, he a pimp, that's how we get down Took a dive in the game, now it's time to resurface Put some dope on a track, and start a service Pimp the blood out a bitch, never lonely And go super bad, when I'm hongry [Chorus: PSD] (Hongry) Like a homeless child On his own, no food, just roaming wild (Hongry, hongry) Like some hostages Hustler, ain't with it, can't profit, nigga (Hongry, hongry) Like a junkie comin' down off one Come through and dump rounds out one (Hongry) Like I'm on intake, no commissary I can see why my mama worried (Hongry, hongry) [Verse 3: PSD] Long days, sleepless nights Fully aware what these streets is like Like a man need woman, boy, I needs my light Doing big wrong shit but still to them kids Mr. Right Peep my sight, the Lord done blessed me Got me through on a few, didn't even let them people catch me It's a drought, know'm'talkin' 'bout, heed this lesson Raise the price on that white horse, and use discretion That rubber band method, dry cook but still wet it 36 back plus some extras I was up on the consequences before it settled Don't fuck with too many niggas and trust your metal Don't lust with too many, fix if you ain't ready You gotta always stay hungry, boy, this game is deadly Bitch get me out my game I see your ass showin' out but still ain't impress me, bitch [Chorus: PSD] (Hongry) Like a homeless child On his own, no food, just roaming wild (Hongry, hongry) Like some hostages Hustler, ain't with it, can't profit, nigga (Hongry, hongry) Like a junkie comin' down off one Come through and dump rounds out one (Hongry) Like I'm on intake, no commissary I can see why my mama worried (Hongry, hongry) [Outro: PSD] Hongry

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Credits

Writers
  • Mac Dre
  • PSD