yo hood ain't hood enough

role call: michael

total psycho

just signed up for geico

are your rates high? hell if i know

ha

money i spend

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 now

it ain't that bad

i'm a good husband and a greater dad

but i feel like walter white

cuz 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

goddam it 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 yo' 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 mothafuckin' ruckus for?

we 'bout to bust you up

your future's lookin' rough

boy fuck your hood cuz 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

cuz 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 'round the desert

taking all that i can get

yeehaw

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

cuz they're 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

air-tight

this is the life

all my homies have been lookin' for

what you think we brought this mothafuckin' ruckus for?

we 'bout to bust you up

your future's lookin' rough

boy fuck your hood

cuz i don't think your hood is hood enough

fuck yo hood cuz yo hood ain't hood enough

fuck yo hood cuz yo hood ain't hood enough

fuck yo hood cuz yo hood ain't hood enough

wear a hat cuz 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

this is the life

all my homies have been lookin' for

what you think we brought this mothafuckin' ruckus for?

we 'bout to bust you up

your future's lookin' rough

fuck yo hood cuz i don't think yo hood is hood enough

fuck yo hood cuz i don't think yo hood is hood enough

fuck yo hood cuz i don't think yo hood is hood enough