Patfan - Yo Hood Ain't Hood Enough lyrics

[Verse 1] 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 b*tch 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 b**h, 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 sh** 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 a**, it's all the same I wanna hear you scream my name [Chorus] This is the life all my homies have been lookin' for What you think we brought this motherf**in' ruckus for We 'bout to bust you up Your future's lookin' rough f** yo hood 'cause I don't think yo hood is hood enough [Verse 2] Knock knock, it's Trevor Craziest crackhead redneck ever When I'm in the co*kpit I'm pretty clever But other than that, well, never Kind of overdue for a checkup Couldn't give a sh** '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 s** Don't got much hair on my head Look like sh**, smell like d**h 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 [Hook] [Bridge] (f** yo hood 'cause yo hood ain't hood enough) x3 Wear a hat 'cause yo hood ain't good enough [Verse 3] Girl problems, talk it out Guy problems, shotgun out Money and riches, b**hes 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 [Hook] (f** yo hood 'cause I don't think yo hood is hood enough) x3