Lyrics

[Intro] Skr Skr Hood Fame Gang [?] fuck shit [?] fuck shit Yayo! Fuck Yayo! [Verse 1] All o that fucc shit you talkin I'm with it, I'm with it, I'm with it Some nigga got jacced, and they think that I hit it You think that I did it, then fucc I did it You think that I said it, then fucc it I said it My young niggas strapped and they ready Big o' thooka it's so heavy Fucc with the gang it get deadly Y'all pussies came with machetes Sippin' on tech outta Yeti Pop up in the H like where is the red at? Pop up on yo bitch I ain't tryna fucc I'm really tryna see where her head at Niggas say that they gon' kill me Then why they ain't did it, then why I ain't dead yet? Sold so much dope at the store They lookin' like damn he ain't stuck in the Feds yet? [Bitches?] keep asking, "Boy, what's in yo cup it's so muddy" Half a pint of Hi-Tech, no Sudafed I trap that white like some Wonder Bread Hood Fame youngin' at the top like a overhead So many shootas I shoulda been dead Sold so much dope that I shoulda went fed Came a long way from locked up eating [spread?] Riding 'round sitting with a pint of red Nigga playing we gon' hit 'em with a infrared Big o' thooka, please don't start with me Young and stupid, you don't really want start with me Pop up, kicc yo door, lil bitch, it's a robbery Big ol' thooka ain't no harming me Hood Fame Gang Bitch we a Army Percocets, it leave my trap, its the pharmacy Young nigga shit got yo bitch in the car with me I was sixteen I was finessin' everyone [?] but I sold his ass sheetrocc Serve a nigga take it bacc, how I rerocc Young nigga blizzy I can [step it?] on Reebok Young nigga in yo ho pocket like [?] Want a young nigga like me and I see why Bitch sending raccs and the ho couldn't deny Took a whole day of profit, blew it at [?] Say Yayo be trippin but he got the city on fire On go and they askin' me why 'Cause most these rappers from my city They rappin a lie, these niggas pussy can't deny They sell in stores, I won't buy Don't apply, let it fly All you pussies do is cry Pop up hit his ass with fire Big ol' thooka send 'em right to the sky Nigga plot on my demise Hate on the gang because we on the rise I look at that nigga, see hate in his eyes That fucc nigga play, that nigga gon' die That fucc nigga play, them bullets gon' fly Draco bullets at his neck like a tie Ain't no robbin Yayo bitch you can try When that thooka hit you, nigga, don't look surprised (Bitch) [Outro] Yayo! Big hoe! Nah fr man Every time something happen in my motherfucking city they come get me Nigga robbed they get Yayo Nigga popped they get Yayo [?] We got [?] nigga come [?] We ain't [?] Come on Fuck nigga [?] What you on fam Gang gang! Skrrt, skrrt [?] Percocet [?] [?]