Hood Famous

[Verse 1] Niggas think I’m famous Cause I’m getting rap money up the anus I’m Andy Warhol for the raps But I don’t do no painting Just got the [?], nickname Satan Grind like Tony Hawk, thumbing through the checks But no skating Everybody talking bout cashing out, niggas be faking I turn your block to a murder scene, Wes Craven You was on the porch, we was on the pavement You had a juice, now you dried up now, nigga you a raisin [Hook x2] Hood famous All these bitches on my dick, nigga we hood famous Trapping hard and hitting licks, bitch we hood famous Ride the plug and took his bricks, so now we hood famous Can’t leave the house without my stick, nigga [Verse 2] Hood famous, now [?] bitch [?] Posted in the trap, 2 9 double 0 Got my hammer and my strap, my bitch got a MAC [?] got the pistol, tell my young cock it back Really out shit with a really out bitch She don’t talk no shit, she don’t give me no lip Bout to cop a chopper just to shoot a nigga’s block up Hope the feds don’t catch me like they did a nigga Tip [Hook x2] Hood famous All these bitches on my dick, nigga we hood famous Trapping hard and hitting licks, bitch we hood famous Ride the plug and took his bricks, so now we hood famous Can’t leave the house without my stick, nigga