Bakery lyrics

[Intro]
Hood fame Gang
Gang Gang
Hood Fame Gucci Gang sh*t n*gga
Know what the f*ck....Gang
Rich before 21
n*ggas ain't f*ckin with the gang (No)
Yeah Hood Fame Gang Go!

[Verse 1: LilCj Kasino]
Whip up the dope watch the junkies come eat it up
Catch us outback and we up and them heaters up
We got that clat that you f*ck n*ggas reaching for
You can talk loud but we know that you weak as f*ck
All bark no bite ass n*gga
Pull up and lets fight ass n*gga
Hop out with choppas my young n*ggas monsters you playing you gone lose your life ass n*ggas
I'm still in the trap almost everyday
I'm flexing look like I just made a play
You roaching ass n*ggas just in the way
AC get em hit for a brick of ye
OT 93 smoke a zip a day
You n*ggas broke or in a different way
Unloyal ass n*ggas don't get a play
I'm starving ass n*gga that's your mistake
[Chorus: LilCJ Kasino & Go Yayo]
Toot my guap tho while these lil n*ggas hate on me
But I keep that K on me
Whippin up weight kitchen look like a bakery
These rap n*ggas make believe
Gorillas on me these lil n*ggas can't hang with me when its war you ain't gone stain with me
You n*ggas pus*y ain't the same as me
Your favorite rapper cap he lame to me
That murder you talking no thang to me
I'm still with the same n*ggas came with me
My young n*ggas blow out your brain for me
I say go and he c*ck back and aim for me
Most of these rappers is fans of me
A lot of these rappers'll run from me
Come and get yo then we come get your family
I thought you was gangsta lil n*gga you scared of me

[Verse 2: Go Yayo]
You ain't got no strap boy I thought you was thuggin
Ain't got no stack boy I thought you was hustlin
Catch him in public he hit if he clutchin
These n*ggas ain't gangsta these n*ggas be bluffin
Most of these rappers be fearin me
They b*tches be tryna get near to me
Big old thooka for security
I got my shooter right here with me
Lil n*gga play and get knocked for some jewelry
Lil n*gga got big bucks now
Rollie watch bust down
I be running plays n*gga touchdown
Hood Fame ballin like the Bucks now
Used to be low lil n*gga but we up now yeah
He gone get put on a sheet
He think its sweet, call CJ he come and delete
Hood Fame Gang we run the streets
Choppa lieutenant Go Yayo commander in chief
[Chorus: LilCJ Kasino & Go Yayo]
Toot my guap tho while these lil n*ggas hate on me
But I keep that K on me
Whippin up weight kitchen look like a bakery
These rap n*ggas make believe
Gorillas on me these lil n*ggas can't hang with me when its war you ain't gone stain with me
You n*ggas pus*y ain't the same as me
Your favorite rapper cap he lame to me
That murder you talking no thang to me
I'm still with the same n*ggas came with me
My young n*ggas blow out your brain for me
I say go and he c*ck back and aim for me
Most of these rappers is fans of me
A lot of these rappers'll run from me
Come and get yo then we come get your family
I thought you was gangsta lil n*gga you scared of me