Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Yo Hood Ain't Hood Enough , by - JT Music. Release date: 09.10.2013
Song language: English
Yo Hood Ain't Hood Enough |
| Roll Call! |
| Michael? |
| Total Psycho |
| Just signed up for GEICO |
| Are your rates high? |
| Hell if I know |
| Money I spent is money I stole |
| Just bought myself an oversized home |
| With a housewife who blows my dough |
| On expensive cars and Lypo |
| BITCH |
| But you know, it’s not that bad |
| I’m a good husband and a greater dad |
| (Yeah right) |
| I feel like Walter White |
| 'Cause you know I like to go Breaking Bad |
| Screw you! |
| I hate you dad! |
| Son of a bitch, you take it back! |
| Time for me to see my shrink |
| God dammit my family’s wack |
| Get back, cheap hoes |
| I’m with Repo |
| So people on these streets know |
| I won’t be no hero |
| Check your ego |
| This won’t be easy bro |
| Like GTA with cheat codes |
| You won’t get shit for free, no |
| Street cred, have a lot |
| If you don’t think I’m bad enough |
| When I’m on the track it’s like NASCAR |
| Jeff Gordon thinks I’m fast enough |
| Grab a gun, rob a bank |
| Hit the club, make it rain |
| Tits and ass, it’s all the same |
| I wanna hear you scream my name |
| This is the life all my homies have been lookin' for |
| What you think we brought this motherfuckin' ruckus for |
| We 'bout to bust you up |
| Your future’s lookin' rough |
| Fuck yo hood 'cause I don’t think yo hood is hood enough |
| Knock knock, it’s Trevor |
| Craziest crackhead redneck ever |
| When I’m in the cockpit I’m pretty clever |
| But other than that, well, never |
| Kind of overdue for a checkup |
| Couldn’t give a shit 'cause I’m gonna make cheddar |
| All about the money, nothing better |
| Sick of this trailer, God, I need a new setup |
| Gimme all you got you wench |
| Don’t have cash, write a check |
| Riding around the desert, taking all that I can get |
| Crystal Meth on my breath |
| I don’t get too much sex |
| Don’t got much hair on my head |
| Look like shit, smell like death |
| Scuba divin', air glidin' |
| Fighter jets and bear fightin' |
| Customizin' all my rides |
| Ask the ladies 'cause they likin' |
| You and me, that ain’t right |
| That ain’t gonna be a fair fight |
| You’ll leave the scene in a body bag |
| Trust me, airtight |
| (Fuck yo hood 'cause yo hood ain’t hood enough) x3 |
| Wear a hat 'cause yo hood ain’t good enough |
| Girl problems, talk it out |
| Guy problems, shotgun out |
| Money and riches, bitches and fame |
| That’s what I been talkin' 'bout |
| Suit and tie, rock it out |
| Just got shot, walk it out |
| Run you down, in my whip |
| That’s what happens when you call me out |
| How much wood would a woodchuck chuck |
| If a woodchuck could chuck wood? |
| (Huh?) |
| How much good would a bad guy do |
| If a bad guy could do good? |
| (What?) |
| None at all, that’s the answer |
| But I’m about to pull a Charles Manson |
| Don’t let me get in a temper tantrum |
| Mess with me, I’ll bring down your mansion! |
| Slammin' all these banks, don’t even know how |
| Now I got pocket change, while I’m on the low-down |
| Time to catch some rays, damn I love this town |
| Once you’re in this game, you won’t be gettin' out |
| (Fuck yo hood 'cause I don’t think yo hood is hood enough) x3 |