Hood Robbin’

If I can sell you the American Dream

I can sell you anything

I got to get out

I'm gettin put out of my house

I got to pack up

My refrigerator and couch

It's a set up

But the bank wants me out

Or the L A P D

Will smoke me out

This adjustable rate

It choked me out

They gave me a loan

And I had no clout

They gave me a house

For me and my spouse

Called my mama and my aunt

Y'all should re-finance

I let 'em dance wit' the devil

Dig they own grave

And I gave them the shovel

F**K my daddy built that house

And when he got drunk

He almost killed that house

Is this American dream

Or the American scheme

That got me walkin

These American streets

It's kinda sad when

You have to get a hernia

Because ya helped ya

Grandmama move furniture

If I can sell you the American Dream

I can sell you anything

Look at this maggot

With his stimulus package

I can give a f**k about a

Dow Jones average

What the f**k you do

When your pay check is average

Law abiding citizen

Turned into a savage

Got to feed the childr

En got to feed the habit

Fell into a rabbit hole

Chasin that rabbit

Now I'm in Wonderland

Feelin like the Son of Sam

I'm at'cho West coast branch

GUN IN HAND

I'ma feel like Superman

Walk by the teller

Better call a trooper ma'am Wahh

It's the revenge of the lambs

Big bad wolf we sick of these scams

Sick of these plans sick of this dance

Walked into his office

Took the nine out my pants Wahh

You not a man

You a serpent

Then I prayed to God

Let the nine get to workin

I better get to workin

You know

I heard they hood robbin

Your money or your life

And it ain't no stoppin 'em

I better get to workin

You know I heard they hood robbin

Your money or your life

And it ain't no stoppin 'em

Ain't that a bitch

When you got to steal from the poor

And give to the rich

Ain't that a bitch

When you got to steal from the poor

And give to the rich

Drug dealer M D

Doctor Feel Good

Give you what'chu need

In California

Prescribe that weed

Oxy Contin and Codeine

Turn ya grandmama into a fiend

And see this Cyanide

The first hit ain't free

I know you're bout to die

But let me see your ID

I know you're bout to lie

But can ya pay this fee

If you can't pay

Then please have a seat

You can't see a doctor

But you can see a priest

We can't save ya life 'til

We got some insurance

Your premium is paid

At that assurance

I hope ya got endurance

They got me on hold

And I'm under the influence

Nurse high as a kite

In charge with my life

And everything is lost

Without Blue-Cross

You know

I heard they hood robbin

Your money or your life

And it ain't no stoppin 'em

You know

I heard they hood robbin

Your money or your life

And it ain't no stoppin 'em

Ain't that a bitch

When you got to steal from the poor

And give to the rich

Ain't that a bitch

When you got to steal from the poor

And give to the rich

Whatever you need

We got it for cheap right here baby

This America

It ain't gon' cost ya nothin

But a arm and a leg

Maybe one of them

Motherf**kin ears haha

Don't trip

Just put in on ya credit card

Put it in ya baby' name haha