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[Intro] Ayy, ayy, ayy HoodFame, gang, gang, gang, gang Power up, power up, power up Power up, power up Niggas know how I'm comin', man Free Number 7 Free the gang Beldon did that I'm in the studio with a thooka right now, ayy [Verse] VVS hang on my stomach Thooka on me 'cause I know it won't let me down A silencer on it, when I shoot, it don't make a sound Come to Lil Vegas, I bet he won't make it out, ayy Draped designer head to toe When I walk through the door All these bitches wan' wipe me down They ain't like when I broke, but they like me now Niggas hatin', but his bitch wan' me pipe her down Nigga see me, better shoot, ain't no talkin' out AR-15 make a fuck nigga walk it out, ayy I'm the young nigga they talk about What you gon' do when them thookas start sparkin' up? Niggas always screamin' Hoodrich But they broke than a bitch and they ain't got no money They hollerin' pop up but they know how we comin' Catch 'em in traffic, these niggas be runnin' We catch 'em out lackin', you know that we dumpin' Keep a thooka, that's the number one rule (Number one) Keep a shooter, yeah my numbers a fool Free Number 7, you know he gon' shoot T-Slick just came home, my big brother a demon, tock out with the tool You lookin' for me then I'm lookin' for you These the same niggas I was whoopin' in school Ayy, young nigga bossed up, they can't stand me now Got a couple hundred bullets, I'ma hand 'em out, ayy I was trappin' back then, I was trappin' now Still hittin' licks while I'm rappin' now (Cutthroat) He ain't 'bout that shit, he just talkin' loud Hood Fame, stretch gang, we the slaughterhouse Nigga play, send shots to his mama's house Young nigga got more syrup than a Waffle House Ten thousand grand Rollie, watch bust down I ain't never had shit, young nigga got bucks now (Rich) You cuffin' on that bitch, she a hand-me-down Dropped out of school, now I'm rich, fuck a cap and gown Pussy rapper, yeah I know you a sucker Same nigga used to get fresh from my brother (You was broke) These niggas can't hang with the gang Put him in the game, he was lame so we cut him Then my partner went and flushed him Got him for everything, why the fuck would you trust him? (Why?) You know he a robber, you know he a mobber Hit him right at the store, bitch, don't come to the gutter (Lil Vegas) HoodFame Yayo, nigga straight drop (Drop) I'm the hottest nigga jumpin' out the crack pot (Me, bitch) Talking on Facebook, boy, you must be 12 (Huh?) Fresh out of jail and I'm givin' 'em hell Straight out the cell and I'm back on my scale You niggas know the rest, I know you done heard the song (Trap) I'm a street nigga, me and rappers don't get along Carbon 15 by my side, I ain't come alone King of my city, my young niggas spinnin' Send 32 shots at your chest, call you Karl Malone All of that fuck shit, yeah, you know that's what I be on Count up a check and sip Tech out a styrofoam That shit that you talkin', I done it Play with this shit, it get ugly Fuck the fighting, we ain't sluggin' Bitch, I'm in the field like it's rugby Come and get you and I pop at your buddy (Ayy) Check out my chain, that bitch flooded, ayy You niggas ballin' on budget (You broke) Sippin' OG and it's muddy (OG) My cup is red like it's bloody (Blood) I don't want your bitch, I just fuck her than I creep out Gotta watch my moves 'cause the laws tryna peep out (Fuck 12) Good dope rolled, junkies can't keep out Boy, your diamonds don't glow, lil' bro, you went the cheap route Try to put a lease on your ho, I made her sleep in Your bitch chose me, I'm the one to bring the freak out (Freak) Make a diss song, get popped if you leak out I'm HoodFame gang, niggas know what we 'bout (HoodFame gang) Gotta be shittin' me (Gotta be) Go Yayo a pussy? Lil' nigga, must be kiddin' me (Huh?) Claimin' y'all whoopin' me (What?) Touch Lil Yayo, bitch, I'm catchin' a first degree (Murder) I'm talkin' 'bout literally (For real) Pop up on 'em, light 'em up like a Christmas tree Big ole thooka put him out of his misery Ask me who did it, don't know, it's a mystery (Don't know) [Outro] Who? HoodFame gang Yeah you know what the fuck goin' on, bitch ass nigga When I catch you, I'ma get up with you, bitch ass nigga Gang, wop
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