[Talk:]
Ace Hood, Nigga we da best WHO? We
We Da best I wonna let ya'll know
Well fuck it you already know
Ace Gutta
[Chorus:]
When it's pullin up in a whip with the
Rims bigger then the size of my dick
(You already know)
(You already know)
(You already know)
(You already know)
When I ride up with a pocket full
Off cash so fuckin bigga den my
Shawty'z ass I'm a hit it
(you already know)
(You already know)
(you already know)
(You already Know)
Can't judge with me can't fuck with
Me Homie
(You already Know)
(You already know)
(You already know)
(You already know)
Nigggaaa!
[Verse:]
Catch a nigga ass like me stunntin'
Bigger then my butterfly doors got
A half on a half sack ful of dat dope
Best beleive I'm a blow like a hoe dose
When I get head make a nigga holla Whoa!
More like Damn! when a nigga hears my flow
So sick with got a deal when I was
Just 15 now I'm old enough to drive my own
Limozine fuck a pool I'm a put a ocean
In the whip got the ash trey fo my
Ciger and a ligther to get it lite fuck a nigga
Ass I'm a mo fuckin G
Don't wonna fuck with me I'm a run his ass
Over in the streets in the trap I'm the
Alley king Ace hood is my fuckin name
Don't wonna beef I'm like black nigga eminem
On crack bitch I'm a Sqash the beef
Leave a nigga ass dead like my homie B.I.G
I miss him coulda had a Track with me
Who the fuck killed him be deader
Cause dats what up R.I.p Tupac
I'm no you but I'm a stright up G
At night all ya hear is screams and
Bloodshots so don't be surprised
When I holla at ya sayin
[Chorus:]
When it's pullin up in a whip with the
Rims bigger then the size of my dick
(You already know)
(You already know)
(You already know)
(You already know)
When I ride up with a pocket full
Off cash so fuckin bigga den my
Shawty'z ass I'm a hit it
(you already know)
(You already know)
(you already know)
(You already Know)
Can't judge with me can't fuck with
Me Homie
(You already Know)
(You already know)
(You already know)
(You already know)
Nigggaaa!
When it's pullin up in a whip with the
Rims bigger then the size of my dick
(You already know)
(You already know)
(You already know)
(You already know)
When I ride up with a pocket full
Off cash so fuckin bigga den my
Shawty'z ass I'm a hit it
(you already know)
(You already know)
(you already know)
(You already Know)
Can't judge with me can't fuck with
Me Homie
(You already Know)
(You already know)
(You already know)
(You already know)
Nigggaaa!
Ace.
(feat. Lloyd)
[Lloyd:]
Yeaaahh
All around the world (around the world)
I done been all around the world seen all kinds of girls,
But ain't none like youuu cause you are wifey material
You know that I'm in love with a girl but ain't none like you cause you are wifey material.
Oh, oh, oh wifey material
Oh, oh, oh wifey material
[Ace Hood:]
Tjeah I live my life like a vivid dream of living lavish I done perished of the triple beam, (triple beam)
My momma told me but I couldn't see so why you plot? my economic mind to the streets
ACEEEE
I tell you life is never promised if you f*ck with him you get f*cked everynight that's a promise(promise), A n*gga real let you're friends hatin' f*ck them ho's bet me and you escape(escape)
And I ain't gotta talk it cause I live it girl I like to welcome you to my exquisite world
ACEEE
Where the goose stay on cheetah?
You can take it all of baby do what you feel.
[Lloyd:]
I done been all around the world seen all kinds of girls,
But ain't none like youuu cause you are wifey material
You know that I'm in love with a girl but ain't none like you cause you are wifey material.
Oh, oh, oh wifey material
Oh, oh, oh wifey material
[Ace Hood:]
I wake up mornings and I picture what I've been trough 5 siblings gotta live in 3 bedrooms now it's big cribs whips and them blue pooch beautifull broads and they all wanna do who? ACE HOOOOD
Pleasure P to set the sex mood and once I sex you just forget the next dude beats I few lingerie see trough she say I'm so hood rubbing on my tattoo you ever been to Cancun? I can take you I feelin like BIG when he wrote juice, fruit loop cush livin like the chest mood yeah they hate cause we doing they can't do
[Lloyd:]
I done been all around the world seen all kinds of girls,
But ain't none like youuu cause you are wifey material
You know that I'm in love with a girl but ain't none like you cause you are wifey material.
Oh, oh, oh wifey material
Oh, oh, oh wifey material
[Ace Hood:]
Tjeah and I grind every 21st
Always love the day and pray to see the 21st
Kiss my mommas and I gotta go
Maried to the dough all pre-numbtual
ACEEE
Tough baby know that it's a G-thang
Beat game while I'm taking of you're g-string (g-string)
Take a look into the pink frame we pick everything have it your way.
[Lloyd:]
I done been all around the world seen all kinds of girls,
But ain't none like youuu cause you are wifey material
You know that I'm in love with a girl but ain't none like you cause you are wifey material.
Oh, oh, oh wifey material
Chea, Ace Hoood, Gutta, (Who Hotta Than Me?)
Gutta comin soon my nigga, (Who Hotta Than ME!)
Who hotta then gutta nigga, no nigga hotta then ace hood
See I don jumped up in the game, tell em who hotta then me,
Know you heard about the name, H double O-D the beast,
Been up in it 6 months, already BET
If your searchin for the youngin tell em watch tv
1-0sixty Parker Rap CD is where the kid be
Swag switchin on them haters, still fuckin with the streets
Went from bein fed bound, to up in the magazines
She say have a couple a fans, not hundred thousand that scream
Aint nobody do it wrong, they cant do it like me
Point your baddest bitch out, and bet let her fuck the team
When I step up on the scene, bet your main broad leave
She aint kickin with a lame get some brain, ill leave
Bet you tried and call her names, she forget who you be
Fuck nigga, im ACE (who?), he aint hotter than me
Only nigga in the hood on them mink fur seats
Lamborghini doors up, see the now and later feet
Got the starbursts on my neck, jelly beans for the wrist
Imma virus goin round, cause the jewels so sick
Take the smell of a nigga, bitch I know that im the shit
Who will start us in the game, on the summer jam list
Atlantic ATL, im on my New York shit
Got the single of the year, sucka niggas getting pissed
Spent a hundred for the chain, but im still up in the VIC
Homies say you getting money, flippin, servin them Buur
Thats the streets bout the nigga aint a man of his word
Pussy nigga where your money, bitch you lyin to the birds
Type a nigga go to court and tell the judge what he heard
He aint hotter than me, and im sure you niggas heard
Got the streets on lock, they know the verses, every word
Every noun and every verb, bitch thats all a nigga serve
Any questions bout me, pussy nigga see the streets
One question for you niggas, now tell em what it be
Who hotter than me nigga?
ACE HOOOOOD
Who hotter than hood nigga?
Gutta, comin soon homie
[Verse 1]
Okay
Uh, okay I walk in the party Mr. swag, so gnarly
With a bad Spanish mami that'll axe somebody
Yea that's my maseratii, going ham no salami
That's your chick if I like it and I'm straight bogartin'
In the club, where the bottles at? Rosé, no Moscato
They see me, models follow, ass clap, ay, bravo
I'll be why then my n-ggas see my jewels, they six figures
F-ck your girl and her friend, I'm a dog, how'd you figure?
Chillin' with my clique and I puff that loud
She don't wanna f-ck then I tell the bitch bye
Heart so cold, why waste my time?
Twenty on the wrist cause I like to shine
F-ck you n-ggas who hate on mine
Credit card will not decline
Missionary no, not me, I like that pussy from behind
Bitch I'm balling every day, it's like somebody pressed rewind
All my n-ggas came from nothing, mandatory that we shine
Private planin', no complainin' if I happen to recline
Same n-gga that they doubted and I'm gladly gon' remind
Made a million off my hunger, that's just solely my reply
Cause we the best, shit ain't a lie
[Hook]
Had to bring the money home
I had to bring the money home
Motherf-cker, we on
I had to bring the money home
Motherf-cker, we on
I had to bring the money home
Then I catch me in your city, with a clique of n-ggas with me
Couple bitches getting tipsy, celebrating cause we winnin'
We on (we on) we on (we on)
And we on (and we on) and we on (and we on)
I go so hard, n-ggas already know
Still in the club and it close at 4
Birthday girl gon drop it low
Let's make a toast to never broke cause
We on (we on) we on (we on)
And we on (and we on) and we on (on)
[Verse 2]
Okay, now one for the money, Shorty two for the f-ck of it
Pull up in some shit that just might destroy all your confidence
Meet a bitch and hit it quick and never know a government
I been rocking Hermes and that H don't stand for hooligan
High boy, I fly, high n-gga, blast off
You goof truth loose goose prove you ain't cotton soft
We on, we on, way to keep on, bring on
All these cases of that aces, bring her back to my oasis
Taking shots after shots, like I'm busting off that.44
Man, that ciroc got me feeling like I overdosed
Living with my n-ggas, celebrating, rocking hella gold
Ring hella big, you would think I won a Super Bowl
Yeah, we in the building, why the f-ck you think it's super full?
Tell the DJ bring it back and show 'em what we really on
All these women love me cause they know we young and money long
Mama told me get it so I had to bring the money home
[Hook]
Had to bring the money home
I had to bring the money home
Motherf-cker, we on
I had to bring the money home
Motherf-cker, we on
I had to bring the money home
Then I catch me in your city, with a clip the n-ggas with me
Couple bitches getting siffy, celebrating cuz we winning
We on (we on) we on (we on)
And we on (and we on) and we on (and we on)
I go so hard, n-ggas already know
Still in the club when they close at 4
Birthday girl gon drop it low
Let's make a toast to never broke us
We on (we on) we on (we on)
now any nigga wanna kno who i b
i am h to da double o d
stay gutta til i d i e
an im in dem blocks wit da real og's
c me if yu need dat cheese
fuck dem niggas dats runnin de teeth
pop dat clip den i lay yu to sleep
hit yo brain nigga hold dat thought
cant stop me cuz im runnin da south im runnin da streets im runnin da block
runnin ya mouth yu meet my glock
pop pop leave ya body no top
so giv me yo cash im takin yo last
yu wanna b bad im bustin yo ass
leave a fuck nigga rite der in da grass
middle finger how we feel
yu aint heard dat we da best an dat we run it in da field
bring back da movement or feel it in yo rib
bring it to yo crib lik dominoes wit a deal
yea i got me a deal but neva seen me a mill
so im huntin to kill at anything in my field
holla get em i got em i let em swollow da steel
now khaled want a cooler we put dem shits on da grill
yum yum we at da top of da hill
[Chorus:]
Ok, I stepped off in this motherfucker bank [?]
Feeling myself, got a couple of chains on me
See I think I'm the shit and you should think the same
I'm swagging with them all bet them bitches know my name
Cause I walk it like I talk it, playing how I say
Them other niggers [?] I'm out here getting fed
Cause I walk it like I talk it, walk it like I talk it
Own it then I copy, there's no longer on the market
Ok now, more money more powers
Just bring me my dollars
Se I'm 'bout my city, paper chasing scholar
Got them diamonds on my wrist, more off from my collar
Swag is on the good, talking [?]
I pull up in that [?] with the models
Hand them with the marbles, they might have to fight them choppers
I just tell you how to play, watch what you be say
Walk it like I talk it bitch I'm focus on the benz
I pull up in every club, you already know
There go mister hood, just don't check your methadone
Got that bumper label lone, oh I think I'm fly
Bitch you know I ease, that's exactly my reply
[Chorus:]
Ok, I stepped off in this motherfucker bank [?]
Feeling myself, got a couple of chains on me
See I think I'm the shit and you should think the same
I'm swagging with them all bet them bitches know my name
Cause I walk it like I talk it, playing how I say
Them other niggers [?] I'm out here getting fed
Cause I walk it like I talk it, walk it like I talk it
Own it then I copy, there's no longer on the market
Ok, I'm too rough for you bitches stich
Living what you wishing
[?] gonna keep that pistol, swear one day it meet your stitches
You should see me when I'm locking, sipping on [?] potion
Have them bitches bugging, yeah I'm talking roaches
Cause I walk it like I talk it, cop it if I like it
Gonna [?] I get a weather [?]
Check that pussy like some nices
Bet I'm getting head [?] with the top peeling back
Just to make them mad, just another paper tag
I'm so down for the talking, that's just if you [?]
What you say? what you say?
Ok, we ain't talking about paper
You [?] kiss my ass
[Chorus:]
Ok, I stepped off in this motherfucker bank [?]
Feeling myself, got a couple of chains on me
See I think I'm the shit and you should think the same
I'm swagging with them all bet them bitches know my name
Cause I walk it like I talk it, playing how I say
Them other niggers [?] I'm out here getting fed
Cause I walk it like I talk it, walk it like I talk it
They told me where you keep your money for the niggers' hate
I thought I told you trust nobody out of my 38
Fuck a nigger... it's just me and all this money I'll be ok
... hard each and every day
Thinking of a master plan I... my life from hate
Very rapid... mother fucker...
All you rest will be watching stashing in the face
Never trust a nigger even in his face
Kept a secret from me that's another...
Prices on your head show up when you wait
Cold bloody killer call up to the feds
Don't nobody fly fuck them got away
Happy New Year's Eve have a nice day
Money is the motive nothing mediocre
Keep that pussy popping like a... soda
Let her ride dick come and be my show girl
Heavy money... I need a bulldozer
Keep away the hate I can't stand the order
We are just getting started in the...
[Chorus:]
They told me where you keep your money for the niggers' hate
Me and... in your way
Real myth fuck...
We've been popping in this bitch until they come get us
Turn up [repeats]
I wish your nigger were
Turn up [repeats]
Fuck the other side
Bitch I am going ham
I could...
So rock your hand
Nothing can taste good
... cause I taste good
Me and my niggers make move
It's going down by my foolish
... keep it moving
... with a bad ass with a deep...
My outfit is so... my true game is so hard
... nigger that's your whole show
Music all away turned on... my cellphone keep...
Gotta bad bitch I'm go fuck
My... my eyes shine real hard
Niggers acting real hard
That beef shit...
Pop up with that... shit
Thinking I ain't your... shit
Don't give a fuck who hit
They told me where you keep your money for the niggers' hate
I'm Trying, Trying, Trying Not To Fail (Not To Fail)
I Would Rather Go To To Hell
But It Feels Like (Huh)
I'm Already There (Huh)
Haters They Won't Me Gone (Huh) And If Your From The Hood (Huh)
Sing Along...
I'm Trying, Trying, Trying Not To Go Hard,
But I Ain't Seen No Competition In The Game So Far (Huh),
I'm Already Here (Huh),
So You Can't Make Me Leave (Huh),
Heavenly Father Please,
Please Believe That I'm Trying
Yeah
And Try Is All I Got To Do
Look Into The Mirror
Told Myself
Ain't No One Hot As You
Reeping For My Label Crue
We The Best
I Showed You Proof
See Me Snapping In The Both
And Wonder Why I'm So The Truth
Trying To Keep My Fuckin Cool
Sick Of All The Gossip News
Hustle Is Just An Under Statement
I Just Paly My Nearly Do
Heard They Want Me Out Of Here
Sorry It's My Time Of Year
Waiting My Whole Life For This
God The Man Who Bought Me Here
Tryna Feed My Family Though
Counting On That Seed To Blow
Fuck Your Expectations
I Don't Already Exceded Those
Ask Me Why Mama Cried
Wonder Why My Dady Lied
Told My Family To Wipe Their Tears
That's One Thing That I Can't Deny
I'm Trying, Trying, Trying Not To Fail (Not To Fail)
I Would Rather Go To To Hell
But It Feels Like (Huh)
I'm Already There (Huh)
Haters They Won't Me Gone (Huh) And If Your From The Hood (Huh)
Sing Along...
I'm Trying, Trying, Trying Not To Go Hard,
But I Ain't Seen No Competition In The Game So Far (Huh),
I'm Already Here (Huh),
So You Can't Make Me Leave (Huh),
Heavenly Father Please,
Please Believe That I'm Trying
Yeah
And Fuck That Trying I Got To Win
Just Go The News I'm Having Baby Twins
Lord Please Forgive Me For My Recent Sins
And Thank You Jesus For My Recent Trim
Witness My Record Going Top 10
And I'm Never Stoping
I'm Just Winning Caught My Second Win
In The Back Bone Of That Bull
Everybody Know That I Do It
They Say Hes Dope But I New It
You Had A Chance But You Blew It
And I Won't Stop Till I Get Mine
Every Peny, Every Dime
Every Ball, Every Line
Don't Grind, Don't Shine
Going To Hard When It's About Mine
Thinking In A Quit Have You Lost Your Mind
Got Me A Coop With The Top Down
I'm The King Of My Block Now
I'm Trying, Trying, Trying Not To Go Hard,
But I Ain't Seen No Competition In The Game So Far (Huh),
I'm Already Here (Huh),
So You Can't Make Me Leave (Huh),
Heavenly Father Please,
[chorus]
Take a look at me now, i'm from the gutta but i made it, i made it to the top of the world,
Nothin holdin me down, i told them haters i would make it, i made it to the top of the world
[verse 1:]
Congradulations all you fakers as you see i graduated, heres a favour for you haters, kiss my anus boiiii,
I made it out the ghetto, i made it out the gutta, but still i keep the street and now im hot as every summer.
They said i couldn't do it, but who are they to call, i started rappin and ended chances of playin ball.
And now the doubted, but young is sproutin above them all, straight out the broward county gutta skippin metaposs.
No homo i keep it solo but i will never fall, now every call i get the money is so involved,
2 stacks of betta is easy cheddar to hit the mall. i get the money to throw em so every day i ball,
[chorus]
[verse 2:]
And yes i made it, you cant mistake it, i know they hate it, they see my face in the paper next to they rappin favorites,
I am so amazing i am no one like im in the matrix.
And i made it mama, and don't stress your problems imma get us out tha, forget the drama that people holla just follow godda.
And he will lead you right through the problems i promise mama, and i swear that to the day i parish,
Tell em khaled i will bury every nescesary cat who said i wouldn't homie.
Look at me now yea im laughin at you non believers, screamin gutta while im ballin err xxxxxx season,
I use to pass my cd me and fo fifth in 80, i use to bag em to listen but they were not believing, go
[chorus]
[verse 3:]
And as i rap i create a classic, who would imagine, that i would inherit all the traits to be the greatest homie,
The world is mine and everything, lets get the money, see tony montana said it best, yes it's quoted truly,
So add this song to your list of greatest and classic movies, and imma roll the credits,
Just in second, just get this message, shout out to everyone who supported me from past to present,
And i wanna thank khaled because without him there will be no sessions,
And i wanna thank fam cuz wit them they taught me this lesson,
And i wanna thank god cuz without him there will be no message,
(feat. Birdman & Schife)
[Schife:]
Gucci this, Louis that, I'm on my designer shit,
Presidential top notch, Only rock the finest shit
Purple label new cavallis, ain't no body fly as this
Back seat of the double R, I'm on my recliner shit
This nigga here keep a 100 on his wrist
This nigga here keep him a bad bitch
This nigga here keep a customized whip
This nigga here keep a hundred round clip
[Ace Hood:]
This nigga here... Keep it realer than a mother fucker,
More ruthless than these other mother fuckers
I'm in the booth up in this mother fucker,
God knows I spit the truth to all these mother fuckers
I tell them workin' don't get paid up in this mother fucker
Grab you a? song? and go get laid up in this mother fucker
I roll up, Niggas BOW DOWN, bitches show up, they wanna BOW DOWN
My money to extravagant to handle it, I'm arrogant as fuck, ME, I'm the one who handle it
Every corner that you got's under new management,
We get the money, burn it to the grown, ya'll can have that shit
Ya team pussy, I'm a go and damage it, leave a hundred shells outside your house, nigga handle it
[Schife:]
Gucci this, Louis that, I'm on my designer shit,
Presidential top notch, Only rock the finest shit
Purple label new cavallis, ain't no body fly as this
Back seat of the double R, I'm on my recliner shit
This nigga here keep a 100 on his wrist
This nigga here keep him a bad bitch
This nigga here keep a customized whip
This nigga here keep a hundred round clip
[Ace Hood:]
This nigga here... Keep it realer than a mother fucker,
More ruthless than these other mother fuckers
Round 2 up in this mother fucker, fist full of cash, stuntin in this mother fucker
Grab a bitch and tell her she comin' with all of us
Then tell her go and get her friend for my god brother
We got money and we finna shut the club down
Ace Hood? Pussy nigga ask around
You come to my city? Hottest in the town
Niggas got a problem? Meet my chopper rounds, AK47, leave ya body down
I know you heard that we showin out in every town
I keep that Louis drippin on me when I puts it down
They holla "This nigga here, he a fuckin clown"
[Schife:]
Gucci this, Louis that, I'm on my designer shit,
Presidential top notch, Only rock the finest shit
Purple label new cavallis, ain't no body fly as this
Back seat of the double R, I'm on my recliner shit
This nigga here keep a 100 on his wrist
This nigga here keep him a bad bitch
This nigga here keep a customized whip
This nigga here keep a hundred round clip
[Birdman:]
50 on some Gucci, 80 on the rag, 100 on some Louis, 100 in the bag
100 and the whole dashboard gold, Platinum on the teeth, cherry red roll
You know the money swole, a nigga neva folds, Presidential sweets, Italian marble floor
20 million on some new shit, new houses, new whips... all new shit
New bitch, mandatory keep a new lick, New clips, hallow tips for the bullets
Stuntin on these bitches see we do this every summer, Pull out the hummers
It's so incredible,
Hey, Hey, Yeah,
Hey, T-Pain, Boosie, Nappy Boyz,
Hey, yeah, yeah,
[T-Pain]
Niggas thinking I'm soft, (soft)
I might just break 'em off, (off)
You think you coming up I'm a take you down,
I'm on top this, Nigga I wont stop,
Gonna pop, if you think you taking my crown,
If a Nigga wanna look my way, (I'ma take you down)
Somebody tell him where I stay, (I'ma take you down)
Cause Niggas thinking that I'm gonna fall, (I'ma take you down)
You don't know that I'm a mother fucking dog, (I'ma take you down)
Yeah, Hey,
[Ace Hood]
Gutta, Gutta, Ace Hood,
See I've got money out the ass,
That's some real Bay shit,
If you Niggas think I'm fallin, I be ballin' like I'm Vick,
You can call it what you call it,
You'll be stallin' on the pits,
Give a fuck about it bitch, I tell a G to suck a dick,
I've got blood diamonds, any color,
Golden from Angola,
Like I got it from the Solar,
I'm as cool as a damn Polar Bear,
Men and women gotta stare,
We The Best, millionaire,
Money out the dairy air,
Money Jay see cya there,
Brown paper yellow taper green label
Easy to bag it up the Louie duff,
A million for the fuck of it,
Matter of fact I'm filthy rich, haters they can suck a dick,
See em on some Star shit, when you see me make a wish,
Niggas on their bad mouth,
Blast till their rims out,
Mussle in your grin, tell them pussy niggas laugh now,
If you think it's sweet then fliers will I passed down,
Ask around, you'll get left in trash routes, what now?
[T-Pain]
Niggas thinking I'm soft, (soft)
I might just break 'em off, (off)
You think you coming up I'm a take you down,
I'm on top this, Nigga I wont stop,
Gonna pop, if you think you taking my crown,
If a Nigga wanna look my way, (I'ma take you down)
Somebody tell him where I stay, (I'ma take you down)
Cause Niggas thinking that I'm gonna fall, (I'ma take you down)
You don't know that I'm a mother fucking dog, (I'ma take you down)
[Talkin: Plies]
A nigga I'm stressin badda den a bitch rite now cause a nigga almost got married to da liquor boy nigga so fucked up out here cause I'm stressin badda den a bitch my nigga...
[Hook: Plies]
Den fucked round got a hoe pregnant...
my lawyer hollen nigga pay me...
niggas locked up tryna spray me...
I gotta warrent so I'm shakin'...
seems like I'm all out of blessings...
own know if god tryin' test me...
tried to help a nigga n he waste me...
to tell you da truth...
I'm stressin'
[repeat]
[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
Chea my rent due n I'm stressin'...
landlord jest called with a message...
say I gotta be out by da 7th man I'm sick and tired of dis mess...
it's like god is akin' my blessings bad luck is all in my presents...
fuck round n I gotta chick pregnant...
what da hell umma do with dat baby...
how da hell I'm gone tell my lady...
I'm drunk ass hell in my zone...
I gotta fifth of hen n it's gone...
I'm fucked up n I'm stressin'...
I can't seem to ease dat pressure...
fuck nigga's can't make it no betta...
des craka'z trna take my life...
nigga's mad n hate what I'm makin'...
heard da feds is out with my face...
now I'm scared ass hell and I'm shakin'...
I can't go to jail I'm on paypa's...
now dem nigga's den start with dat hatin'...
I'm tryna help dem nigga's see paypa...
but dey dan fucked around with da fed...
now I'm stressed n pullin' my dreads...
dem fuck nigga's deserve to be dead...
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
Chea I can't win for lossin' I'm stressin'...
I dropped a quarch of my flesh... man I'm tired as god is my witness...
tryna smile but pain is my vesion... man I'm tired of lyin' to my folk...
fuck round n I'm serving' dat coke... baby mama tryna take me to court...
tryna holla bout child support... fuck round n I got me on paypa's...
now I'm mad as hell I can't take it... I drop n pray to my maker...
Dear lord if hear my prayer... I'm stressed n I can't go on...
it's like I'm all out of blessings lord...
I'm alone n nobody to call I got bills but da money can't solve...
mama cryin' but her tears jest fall... (ahhh I'm stressin)...
big cats what I'm gone do nah... des craka'z wanna take my ride...
dey wanna take me away fo'life... see my body can't take nomo...
it's like a yung nigga life so wrong... no pain my feelings gone...
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Ace Hood]
Chea n I do it fo my nigga's in jail... doin' time tryna make bail...
I hold it down fo dem nigga's don't tell...
let'em know dey gone see dat appeal...
let'em know it's da real nigga watchin'... n neva mind I grindin' dey stopin'...
so middle finger's to dem fuckin' feds...
dey gave my dawg 25 in da pen... all mah snitch niggas say he did it...
with no lawyers da judge don't bend...
CusSupa Jock I lov ya homie...
so I put dat shit on my kin n up on my unborn kin...
so we once u a nigga dat's gone... is locked up with a struggle at home...
put'cha hands up in da sky... let'em know dat he ain't at alone...
da real nigga's hold it down at home...
da real nigga's gone hold dey own... (yep yep) hold dey own...
[Hook]
Mama can finally smile
Pray for a better life
Just to see me to the tuff nice
Spoke to my mama just the other day
I told her only god can make a way
I'm here in... runnin down to face
So she fed up with the struggle each and every day
My step... in the way, too many biz my mama gotta pay
But know I got it no doubt about it no penny grave
They tell us about it my... made
And I just wep me like under...
I pray that one day you see me speak at the vma's
And me and... back back in the ladies things
... read the f*cking game
Hard work pays off go and get it days off
I know they all remember me they recognize the name
I was that... my niggas deal... carry in the flame
And everybody say I wouldn't take a walk a shame
Though about you haters when I got my pinky...
Live your reality and used to be a gray dream
Hustle hard 8 day getting money five way
Say no shit just a different way, out to try to get it
I'm out here get the pay
I'm out here get the pay
I'm out here get the pay
Mama can finally smile
Take a look at me now
Young nigga too... cut it up... in a life...
Bad b*tch top down 24 see a... on the whip now
I'm just living life hope you do the dame
Keep a bust real nigga so I never change
Look at me now, look at em in, I'm from the...
I'm taking... I'm making... now I'm thinking big
I got what... niggas do to win see we the best the less
Is war time hope you niggas brough the vest
Got plenty women we're from the...
F*ck e on that gucci... she come in a minute
You're loving... I'm just tryin to will it
... my nigga... life... I'm from the bottom came from the mud
Was given nothing no love no... big smoke, no hubs back again showin off
I'm the definition in the blowin up
Look in my niggas eyes better know what's on us
You'd better know what's on us
'Cause I gotta sowing up
'Cause I gotta sowing up
'Cause I gotta sowing up
Mamma can finally smile
(Feat. Kevin Cossom)
Now you wanna tell me slow it down
When I tell you bring them hoes around
Wanna kill it but you can’t stop (slow down)
Asking me to slow down
In my feeling all caught up now
It’s been months since I ain’t seen you
Her to the ride, gonna rock a rebound
Now she begging me, she begging me
She ready to do everything
Are you missing me? Well, you’d better be
Let’s slow, slow it down
Remember that time we was out in Puerto Rico?
Told me that you love me, it can never be a sequel
Wish I could’ve paused our love like TiVo
My homie can’t see, told me that’s the way to be though
She says that I’m stupid, heck I’m stupid
I ain’t gotta ask, she just do it
Said she da best, I say prove it
We gon slow down
Ain’t nothing like me you can bet your bottom dollar
Couldn’t you see I called, well I never do bother
Heard you in school, you a fan, you scholar
Heard them doing better now the trig gone wild
Celebrity, celebrity
Shoot a star so heavily
But damn, I got other things on my mind
You wanna slow down
Now you wanna tell me slow it down
When I tell you bring them hoes around
Wanna kill it but you can’t stop (slow down)
Lemme call you after 1 o’ clock
Your bad money got sorta fine
I like your body’s kinda border line
Tryna put them all single mind
You wanna slow down
Slow it down, slow it down
Slow it down (slow down)
Slow it down, slow it down
Slow it down (slow down)
Slow it down, slow it down
Slow it down
Okay, I’m cool with a bitch named Sandra Lee
Friends with her twin and they both the beast
Head give me and they Vietnamese
And they love fucking me, they got the similar dream
Money stay the calling, so I fuck ‘em and leave
Waste my time and I’m chuckin’ the bee
So they beggin’ me to just slow down
You read on my eye
Girl, do that same thing every time
Jack when you’re around
But I don’t know if I, I don’t know if I
Could slow it down, slow it down
My nigga ACDC
He has six girls for us that’s three a piece, three a piece
What they hittin’ for?
He said that we may just wanna be down with the two
I said I’ll be on my way
He said they already on juice
Imma ready on that cush
Already on that 80 proof
I buff in my coop
I press a button and lose the roof
But that’s broad top
Burn the bread, call it pop tart
And I’m in the mall, the nigga shop a cart
Got a U hog in the parking lot
Now you wanna tell me slow it down
When I tell you bring them hoes around
Wanna kill it but you can’t stop (slow down)
Lemme call you after 1 o’ clock
Your bad money got sorta fine
I like your body’s kinda border line
Tryna put them all single mind
You wanna slow down
Slow it down, slow it down
Slow it down (slow down)
Slow it down, slow it down
Slow it down (slow down)
Slow it down, slow it down
Yeah, that's the spot right, I kno you like that
Ok your clothes all gone but your legs wide open
Hope you like snakes swimming all in your ocean
Like it on top say she diggin my motion
Rubbin on the clic now she gusshin out lotion
Beat the pussy up
Then I beat the pussy down
Now she makin sounds every time a nigga pounds
Ima beast in the sheets
Beast on the beats
Hit me late night when u say you can't sleep
Put her under hypnosis doses, doses
Put it so deep you can feel it in your ulcer
Throw u on the wall like a motha fuking poster
Then I wear u out like some penny-ass lofers
Banger, banger, five disk changer
Dick so good turn your chick into a singer
Suck it up great
Please clean da plate
Holdin on your waist catch it all in your face
U nasty, real nasty
This da type of shit that make u happy?
She say she like it
I'm like u do huh?
3 rounds but my shit is gettin too numb
Boy I'm too dumb
Wit da flow doh
I'm the man run the shit like flow joe
I do my sex dance then I beat it up
In the mirror uhh
Chorus:I met a bad bitch chillin on a monday
Told her I cud be her chocolate sunday
She was trippin she didn't wanna give me no play
But I knew I had to hit da pussy one day
N I did my sex dance sex, sex dance
Caught her feenin then I swept her like a dust pan
Man I mean that good shit... I'm talkin good dick
When u finally hit that fine ass thick chick
Verse 2:girl I'm nothin like the nex man
Type to get ya body hot like a sun tan
Yeah, after that I do my sex dance
U can't even walk u might need a kick stand
Beat that pussy like ya stole my wallet
I cud tell she like it jus a little more violent
Fuckin everywhere from the broom to the counter
Hair messed up u gone need another stylist
Ask her do she like it
Told me dat she love it
Sweat runnin down
Gotta her feelin like a oven
I does this shit
Dawm u thick
Standing in the mirror like did that shit
Chorus:I do my sex dance sex, sex dance
When u kno u did the job do your sex dance
Yeah I killed that shit, she love this dick
Now watch a niggah wabble like boy get it get it
I met a bad bitch chillin on a monday
Told her I cud be her chocolate sunday
She was trippin she didnnt wanna give me no play
But I knew I had to hit the pussy one day
And I did my sex dance sex, sex dance
Caught her pheenin n I swept her like a dust pan
Man I mean that good shit
I'm talking good dick
When u finally hit that bad ass thick chick
Verse3:ok now boy ima jerk she did came first
Fumes overheated by the way the shit burst
Got a small ass smirt... ace why u smiling?
Thinkin in my head how I gave her that bomin
Gave her that bomin
Yeah that bomptin
Bet she tell her friends and they probably get astonish
Say it's my pussy hold it down like bondage
Friends wanna piece like umm call me!
Ahaha give ya what ya need
If u gunna pheen I cud give ya what ya need
U can come n join the team
Give ya what ya need
U cud come n join the team
(Ace Hood)
chea
Ace Hood
see mama, all i want you to do is hold it down for me
I want you to be my ride or die
while i go get this money, i promise im get us out the hood baby
(Trey Songz)
Chorus
even though im in the streets
you know exactly what I do
when I chase this paper
you aint gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you
cuz i ride or die girl we gon be good
and if you ride or die we gon make it out this hood
(Ace Hood)
listen
Baby look, just ride with me
swear that i got us mama
one thing i love about it
see you aint wit that drama
you be my ride or die like bonnie imma play the clyde
promise to move you out the hood into a bigger house
that's why you never trip im grindin bump a 9-5
gotta get this money, paper callin but you never whine
gotta ask the cash come with bags you should see your eyes
that's why i suprise about you stacks to ease your worried mind
cuz when im gone lil mama home alone at every time
you never blowed my phone up yet cuz you respect the grind
and you never holla bout a problem keep it on the line
my gutta baby, never maybe always gonna ride
(Trey Songz)
Chrous
even though im in the streets
you know exactly what I do
when I chase this paper
you aint gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you
cuz i ride or die girl we gon be good
and if you ride or die we gon make it out this hood
(Ace Hood)
and um, we can do them long vacations
thinking jamaica lately
cant take them deep relations, baby just keep it patient
shawty know what i do
shawty know who i be
you know im in these streets the only way that we gon eat
i keep it gutta never cut her when we in them sheets
i get sum cutta grap the duffle then im in the streets
come back with bundles pimp a half a g and louie v
but you aint trippin never question bout a nigga g
we keep it real aint no other that could fill ya sneak's
i ride for you, you ride for me that's where we need to be
i hold you down, you hold me down and i fulfill your dreams
your my beyonce im hova wont you ride with me
(Trey Songz)
Chrous
even though im in the streets
you know exactly what I do
when I chase this paper
you aint gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you
cuz i ride or die girl we gon be good
and if you ride or die we gon make it out this hood
(Trey Songz)
now what's the definition of a rider
through it all they gon stand right beside ya
if you got one look em in the eyes
tell em you gon ride
tell em you gon ride (ri ri ri ri ri ride)
till the wheel fall off or the day that i die
that's on my life aint nun wrong wit tryna love somebody
tryna tell you shawty that
(Ace Hood)
ace, and i promise this to you
imma get us out this hood
into them places that you thinkin that you never could
but you gotta ride like them tires on the mini coop
imma get this cash paper bags and give half to you
forget them haters
keep you tailored see whats sexy too
and i like your body all i think about is doin you
and i love the money so i guess it's like doin two
you ride or die same smile when you see the loot
(TreySongz)
Chrous
even though im in the streets
you know exactly what I do
when I chase this paper
you aint gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you
cuz i ride or die girl we gon be good
and if you ride or die we gon make it out this hood
yea yea yea
we gon make it out
Let’s take these niggers back to ‘98
Mama in the kitchen, cookin’ up her favorite cake
Daddy gone, never home, he say he gotta stay
Five times I only seen that nigger to this day
And I was blind as a youngun but I learned better
Five kids, visitation, game, never
But ain’t trippin’, mama did your daddy work?
23 and got a crib that’s seven figures worth
Even as a youngun I had bigger dreams
Maybe another way instead of triple beans
17 all about that green cream
Break that 9 to 5, I quitted in about a week
That’s true story, it was overrated
They don’t crack those middle fingers cuz they under payment
Back on the block, not a single dollar
I told her mom that hottest nigger had a brother
They laughed at me, they clown me
They hatin’ shit, don’t want that bitch around me
So I joined the label, dollars and deals
I stayed around the corner for my missal deal
Stacking that money, switching them wips
Motivated by the dope boy ain’t gettin’ chips
My vision changed, the struggle came
I see my mama cryin’, I can feel her pain
The pills are so behind we can’t afford a thing
We can’t afford a thing
Couple months I met with DJ Katadim
Saw my killing, got a hundred thousand dollars pimp
Call my mother crying like we outta here
Hard times, kiss my ass
Flew the Louie, pressing thousands in the duffle bag
That was 074, back to 20 12
Paid a set, I get one hitin’ thirty well
Not sugar coating shit, you niggas fairytale
They free my niggers locked behind them prison cells
I’m one of just a few who send my niggers mail
Hearing a lot of talk ‘bout what you niggas do
I’m everywhere, you never there, I’m like a prostitute
Brought my money, let that pistol brush your testicles
Speaking on my fam you get the medic room
A couple top tens, bitch I’m livin’ good
Get house in Miami and that record do it
Make them bitches suck it till they catch the fluid
I just lost my daughter but I’m prayin’ through it
Star faish, star faish
Livin’ every day like I’m on vacaish
Underrated, they say I is
And Imma give ‘em heel over satan feels
Star faish, star faish
Like looking in the eyes of a poor baby
Poor baby, they scared not
Did it for you non-believers case you wonder why
Amen
Ok, now who that... is mother fucker
Got the niggers all rolling...
That beast... I mother fucker
In a minute this bitch don't make me
... is mother fucker
But I act them bitches, I'll be swimming on the distance lover
When I had my baby, trick you crazy
I keep the robber.
... play me for no sucker
And they ain't...
At the end at that... I sip muscatto and then lay back
That brand new maserati inside of a...
And the... just know that I'mma lay back.
I swear that pussy gucci, gucci, looking a lot of...
I'm just a nigger who addicted to this money flow
And ain't nobody on his level running...
That's real shit, I swear my swag will keep a lot of...
Yeah, pistol on me homie, he won't show no gratitude!
Don't want no problems, let this...
Same innovation for the realest nigger in the room.
Bridge:
From the day that I was born, I pack a...
... to keep you real and pay my dues
Honor the mother and the father, death for his honor
I hear my brothers keep a... before the mighty dollar
Standing ovation!
Chorus:
For the realest nigger living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigger living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigger living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigger living
Standing ovation!
... they say that guy don't fell...
Look in my eyes and feel the beast
My kind is rare...
... have you call on your religion?
Father... come and bless me, I'm a...
You know these niggers talking... for me to...
Don't make me say those niggers, often to the...
I ain't no pillar, put a thousand on your brother here
Real shit, you're looking at the realest living...
Only niggers speaking real, I never...
Way to many niggers banging and they're selling dough
I don't know what it's about it, I just get my hustle on!
To legit the quit, I really got my heat upon
Call that... my bff and I don't leave you home!
In this world to my momma, don't want no drama
Loyal to the bone, and that's before I see the comments!
Bridge:
From the day that I was born, I pack a...
... to keep you real and pay my dues
Honor the mother and the father, death for his honor
I hear my brothers keep a... before the mighty dollar
Standing ovation!
Chorus:
For the realest nigger living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigger living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigger living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigger living
Standing ovation!
Smoking like harry potter
My flow can get hotter
She dances to my singles
Then she just want a dollar
Uh, but I got her, I know she a doll
She know that I'm bowling, she know who's the boss
Got the... the photo...
Mammy, I got the bucks
Call it killers, they're... I see 'em in the...
Remember as soon as I point a finger, you're getting touched
Play with fire, I could get you sit to hell
Angel of death, I could hear her on the...
Speed op, double mg...
Bridge:
From the day that I was born, I pack a...
... to keep you real and pay my dues
Honor the mother and the father, death for his honor
I hear my brothers keep a... before the mighty dollar
Standing ovation!
Chorus:
For the realest nigger living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigger living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigger living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigger living
ugh huh
ugh huh
mr hood
real nigga shit fuck niggas
truth be told iont fuck wit em
money my concern
hatin is a jerm
say she never did well she finna learn
i got plenty hoes all of em dike
pick nd choose nigga all of em right
neva had shit now my money burn
eva made a mill well yu finna learn
heard yu niggas mad
wish im doin bad
i jus bought a benz talkin paper tags
leave yo girl around i bet im fuckin dat
she commin wit me
dats why yu really mad
get dat ass into dat jeep
betta all dat she so freaky
yu mus be crazy hoe
no money outta me
she give me pussy free
proud to be fuckin me
i slide dat rubber on jus kno its goin deep
beat dat pussy down
keep repeating sounds
i step on da mound nd knock dat pussy out
das jus wat i do
bitch im on da loose
coke and dat surock
pineapple juice
now das dat coco lo
i am no loco joe
yu niggas such a joke
see me im counting dough
das all i fuckin do and all i fuckin kno
i hear dem haters mad
one thing that you should kno
real nigga shit fuck niggas
truth be told iont fuck wit em
money my concern
hatin is a jerm
say she never did well she finna learn
i got plenty hoes all of em dike
pick nd choose nigga all of em right
neva had shit now my money burn
eva made a mill well yu finna learn
so crank it up a notch
boomin out the box
candy coated drop
bouncin wit mah knots
boy dis nigga fye
26 a tie
broward county boi
come an see meh now
i might buy a house
wit a fuckin pool
bring a bitch fa fun
das jus wat i do
tell em bring dat hate
i might buy a coupe
now why yu mad kus im stunning nd yu neva do
get yah money lame
i can show yu thangs
big shit nigga
50 carrot rings
holy moly flow
catch da holy ghost
mr snatch em all
tell em its time to go
now das some gudda shit
im on some other shit
mr hood boi
das who you fuckin wit
so put yo hate away
im bout gettin paid
nd if he say he not
i bet that nigga gaayyyy
real nigga shit fuck niggas
truth be told iont fuck wit em
money my concern
hatin is a jerm
say she never did well she finna learn
i got plenty hoes all of em dike
pick nd choose nigga all of em right
neva had shit now my money burn
eva made a mill well yu finna learn
Featuring Kevin Cossom
Uh, crowd full of loud fans, hope I don’t choke
White girls going ham, they just so stoked
They just think I’m kinda dope, guess I’m pure coke
Hope they love me for my drive, only Lord knows
My daughter past couple months ago
Feel like I’m breathing but without a pulse
Nothing like losing what you love most
Promises are just equivalent to false hope
Promises and promises
You said you would be here
A promise is a promise yes
And you said you would be here
But I’m all by myself
When I need your help
Promises and promises
You said you would be here
Uh, fuck man, daddy why you such a dead beat?
While I’m 23 ye ain’t never called me
Momma said you was slicker than some hair grease
You’s a cheater, what’s the point of giving wedding rings?
Poor man, you should be ashamed
Ever since I made it big I ain’t been the same
First they love you then they hate you, it’s all in the game
Kinda funny when the Malcolm people know my name
Ain’t life such a bitch dog?
Took from me to get a deal now the bitch called
Fuck her once and never call get her pissed off
I ain’t trippin’ leave me ‘lone when the dick soft
Promises, selling promises
Fake friends leave you ‘cause they counterfeit
Mama in the kitchen cooking butter grits
Only one who stayed around when them others dipped
Promises and promises
You said you would be here
A promise is a promise yes
And you said you would be here
But I’m all by myself
When I need your help
Promises and promises
You said you would be here
Man, hothead, should’ve listened when they told me
God the only man that could hold me
Bad bitches, all looking for a check
And I’m a dope spitter looking for respect
Niggas say I’m hot, they just tryna flex
Ain’t trippin’, bring the Phantom through the projects
Young nigga gettin’ dum payed
Drop top, screaming fuck ‘em on the highway
Later alligator, crocodile Dundee
Doing bout a buck-fifty on the one way
Living fast cuz I never had
Middle finger to my ex cuz you in the past
So alone with my penny pad
Keep me lifted, emotions driven, I got it bad
I ain’t a killa but don’t tempt me
Majority of family is so against me
Figured since I’m winning big we should all eat
I’m on 106 and now you wanna call me
Should’ve never left my waist side
Promises are nothing more than a great lie
Promises and promises
You said you would be here
A promise is a promise yes
And you said you would be here
But I’m all by myself
When I need your help
Promises and promises
You said you would be here
I’ve been waiting on you for a long long minute
When you said you’re gonna be here I thought you meant it
But I’m all by myself
When I need your help
Promises and promises
You said you would be here
Be here
Be-be here
Be here
Be-be here
Hah, i leave ya niggas pissed off how i do this shit right
Chain, wrist everything just be swaggin on you niggas
Like that bra
Feel me
Uh, fresh on the scene, I just let the swag talk
Watch, I pull up in that foreign just to piss ‘em off
Had to whisper to my dog, I say we here to ball
Chain ring, wrist bling, Imma piss ‘em off
Okay, more bottles of Rosay
Ermaz on her waist, complimented by that oche
Looking kinda fly Mr. Hood and what them hoes say?
Pissing niggas off by the bezel on the watch face
On that nick Shorty, this just how the boss play
Phantom with the two tone, left it with the valet
You don’t have a rank, catch me cooping on a Sunday
Bitch I am the shit. We clear? Blue Ray
Check the swag. Yea, it’s on
Gettin’ cash, the bank roll
I get it fast, never slow
Piss ‘em off just to let them haters know
Let ‘em know you will never meet a nigger this fly, ain’t lying
Got the top off the wip
You ain’t ridin’, you ain’t ridin’
If the watch under 40
You ain’t shinnin’, you ain’t shinnin’
Piss ‘em off, you niggas all talk, ain’t bout it
Old man, ten grand, bougght the whole mall
Heard they hatin’ so I did it just to piss ‘em off
Chilling with a bad bitch Mrs. WhatchaCall
Put her in a red bottom just to piss ‘em off
Good lord, you know what the wrist cost
Bid the pretty penny probably triple what your reap cost
Get a nigga shine it, like cutting on a chandelier
Hop in about that Porsche, why of course that be tha Panamere
Louie, Gucci, Fini or Versace be my day a pair
Oh that shit got you talkin’
It’s nice, Christmas Caroline with the bullshit
I do this for real though
Kick it with a player, talking gang when the field goal
Swimming in some money, fuck around and do a backstroke
You know how I like it baby, you just keep your bag low
Main I’m a dog, my wips are retarded
Swag out of space, you couldn’t match it with a martian
Whatcha talkin nigga
Check the swag. Yea, it’s on
Gettin’ cash, the bank roll
I get it fast, never slow
Piss ‘em off just to let them haters know
Let ‘em know you will never meet a nigger this fly, ain’t lying
Got the top off the wip
You ain’t ridin’, you ain’t ridin’
If the watch under 40
You ain’t shinnin’, you ain’t shinnin’
ahaha damn. she send me some shit like this
yo kc, come check this out homie
shiiit, ahaha you aint never get a pic like this i bet huh
(chorus)
baby girl sendin' freaky pictures to my phone, to my phone, to my phone
talkin' bout what she gon do to me when i get home, i get home, i get home
im already ready by the time i get there,
want my body on her body or my hands in her hair,
she bbm'in pictures with her legs in the air,
take a photo (click,click) press send yeah,
picure www.hotnewsonglyrics.com phone 4 play (8x)
baby girl sendin freaky pictures to my phone, to my phone, to my phone
(ace hood)
ok, my bbm is beepin
bet that be my lady
love it when she sendin methem pictures half naked
got a tattoo on the back & one below the navel
i wish that i could ummmm....baby you fatal
she said daddy you so nasty
but you know i love that
wanna give me head doe
you can be my skull cap
gain a little weight but i just know she keep that ass phat
wait till i get there & imma beat it like im mad at it
video bounce that send me that asap
rotfl if you could see my face expression
hello wit the 4 play
make me wanna board plane
show up at ya door way
you become a gourmet
hold up...i think i got a message
bbm expected kc give me just a second cuz
(chorus)
Gutta understand that boss,
It's me again,
This time I'm in my flyiest sh*t n***a,
If yee ain't think I'm going to the top,
Speak to that huh,
[Verse:]
Picture me rollin in that new 600,
With the big rims on it, gettin blunted counting money
Antother day in my side, I'm living the star life
Picture me strollin that louis bag and fresh nikes,
And many nights I pray right, that sleep tight
With many vision I'm now living that lime lite
They could'ntpicture me dead and preaching that man christ
Lord watch over the kid and let me say it twice,
As I'm becoming the man walk me through life,
I give a damn about a hater that can die twice,
I put it on my only mom who provide life,
For the youngin promise I'm a see a meal twice,
Picture me rollin in a deep sea ocean,
A yacht keep floatin, imagine me coastin,
I'm on the top with a free?,
Drinking H's face giving thanks for the potion,
Linen suits, swade shoes and I'm focused,
It's one motion I'm filled with emotion,
Picture me roll with the best in the business,
Def jam tag just to add to the vision,
I give thanks all praise to the man,
Who in hand given hand, he the best with decisions,
Don't get it twisted the mind frame gifted,
Show me watu got like it's hoovers invention,
Picture me rollin I'm in the city vibin,
A dark boys hidin' my eyes through the violence,
I'm in a whip with'a b*tch from the islands,
That tupac bang as I lead I'm a ride,
Picture me rollin if you can't just imagine a 22 C just creep on a wagon,
I'm ace hood I'm just trynna live lavish,
Straight from the hood were the blocks be savage,
I here 'em talking, I'm just tryna get cabage,
Trynna put moms in a crib wita passion,
It's gon happen the mind is the focus,
It's one motion, I'm filled with emotion,
[Chorus:]
Pitcure me rollin [x2]
Yeah rollin, str8 the top,
Picture me rollin, Ace Hood
Mr Makalister,
Picture me rollin'
Gutta!,
305 You can't feel my vibe,
You can't be were I'm at just,..
okay ass in the air keep the face down
you know i'm catching body this a shake down
real bone hear long teddy ..
..a nigga tell em …
money in my pockets and it fills the jeans
so rock it spride on mix it with the lean squeeze
jump about the felon was just a dream
only sticks around me try to .. me please
i'm .. this hale nigga i need the flow
got them bitches on me p**sy soon i hit the dough
man i still like mister hoodie you'll be ..
and f*ck this lame niggas they'll be hatin on you
that's cause i'm beatin to much money now you get this
we can sweepin up ..you get this
grand new grand on the f*ck the kensis
never mind won't made it why don't witness
hook:
shawty pop that p**sy on the head stand
like my winnin .. girlfriend
she won't do the honest than another will
see a ball do whatever for a dollar bills
she gonna bust it on me i'm gonna pay her bills
she chick on bust it on i'm gonna pay a bills
she gonna bust it on me i'm gonna pay them bills
f*ck it i just do it to enjoy the ..
tall heels in your clothes dirty evaporated
i'ma call it shots and you just demonstrated
gonna poppin p**sy like you know the deal
40 pay you wants ..payin bills
f*ck them other niggas they irrelevant
if they got their size screaming arrogants
walk up in the club they got high
swag killin niggas on the suicide
niggas call me …the time
..them killers ..
black young nigga where the ..
hangin on mercedes that is miss of taste
open about that bitch i got my romeo
track black diamonds on the rollerstone
f*ck you and your friends but my homie's on
but first i need to listen to my favorite side
Ace hood.
its do or die.
gotta go put in, overtime.
ye, cause its now or never.
Im goin put it on the line,
gotta win so im gon' grind.
put in overtime(x5)
cause i got money on my mind,
give me every penny, every dime.
put in overtime(x5)
cause its now or never.
put in over time.
Ace hood:
well im sitting on the goal line.
staring at the game clock.
facing a hundred years,
me and jordan had the same shot.
Carloina blue,
California green.
Trunk full of white,
getcho philly cheese.
Ace hood they go crazy when im in thier city.
Ace hood, thats what they sayin now in every city.
i put my team first,
its never rehearsed.
we the best franchise cause we squeeze first.
I signed a life long deal to the G-co,
drafted outa high school then i hit my free throws.
you see them free shows,
we call them free throws,
now it costs 20 stacks just to witness me flow (just to witness me flow).
Its do or die,
gotta go put in overtime.
cause its now or never,
ima put it on the line,
i gotta win so ima grind
put it overtime(x5)
cause i got money on my mind,
give me every penny, every dime.
I put in overtime(x5)
cause its now or never.
put in over time.
Yeh, On the role with riches and Diamond rings,
real niggers do real things.
i say hanging with the bitches is the songs i sing.
real niggers do real things.
im listening to block???
????? here me big
shinin with a trophy then u gotta do it big.
louis on every bag,
bitches i keep it fly.
we dont needa see the tag,
we just see it and then we cop
balling out of control,
put it out on the line.
Im in the city with Khaled before i hit a triple dime.
now hold down onto your seats,
im about to double mine.
Ace Hood, Konvict and we put in overtime.
Its do or die,
gotta go put it overtime.
cause its now or never,
ima put it on the line,
i gotta win so i can grind
put it overtime(x5)
Ima put it on the line,
gotta win so im gonna grind.
put it overtime(x5)
cause i got money on my mind,
give me every penny, every dime.
put it overtime(x5)
tpain:
and i cant slow down for nothing.
see i, gotta get overtime,
cauz ima stay on my grind
cauz money stays on my mind
i feel like 24 hours just aint enough for me,
if you feel me put your hands up for me.
this is over grind,
im go for mine,
im goin blind
cauz im putting overtime.
CHORUS
Ace hood Adlibs:
i gotta win it baby
loosin is not an option you understand me
ruthless is the way to go
you gotta sweat out tears for what i does you understand
put it on the line baby
hood is the name
Akon:
Uh, a dollar and a dream
Get it by any means
Started with a couple niggas, loyal to a team
Hard work, it was once a dream
Won it all my nigga, I’m all about the cream
From nothing to something
Nothing to something
Broke every joke, the niggas would think it was funny
Nothing to something
From nothing to something
How we the niggas on the boulevard who run it
From nothing to something (yea)
To frequently stuntin’ (yea)
Used to diss me now them bitches be easily fuckin’
No use for the bucket, I’m whippin’ a Phantom
Still I know who get it cheap out of Little Havana
Keep it caution niggas, know who be talkin’ bananas
Watch you block up, give a fuck if you holdin’ umbrellas
Watch the niggas you around cuz motherfuckin’ jealous
Pillow talkin’ with them bitches could be repercussions
No pity for weak, we playin’ for keeps
Put feet on the Jeep and ride with that piece on the seat
No sleep when it’s beef here, don’t trust the whole from the
streets
Niggas set you up and act like they one of your peeps
I got it from nothing, to money your bundles
Don’t give a fuck if niggas owe me a couple of hundred
I need that, I’m talkin’ asap
Got this shit off the muscle, I’m talkin’ way back
Little Frangle you niggas, bitches you hatin’ ass
Only reason I come through stuntin’ with paper tags
Yellow diamonds be shining, know how to pay back
You niggas boring, I whipped the foreign, it’s 8 spac
A dollar and a dream
Get it by any means
Started with a couple niggas, loyal to a team
Hard work, it was once a dream
Won it all my nigga, I’m all about the cream
From nothing to something
Nothing to something
Broke every joke, the niggas would think it was funny
Nothing to something
From nothing to something
How we the niggas on the boulevard who run it
Chasing that money still to church on the Sunday
Hustling foreigns, upgrade you swagger from bummy
Still got that pistol tucked by the waist and the tummy
Fucking these bitches, still they can’t get nothing from me
Rolling on 4G idles and move to the paper
Let the wrist, ain’t got the window to fuck up a hater
Let’s get ‘em pissed, look at my latest bitch
You will think Beyonce ride with me at the wheel
Bitch we the business, couple million
Swimmin’ in fuck what you think or you feelin’
Hustle hard, so potent with balls
Still whippin’ them cars, don’t know what’s in the garage
I’m rich yay, crib got a few in the made
She cook what I crave, wake up to water and waves
It’s boos livin’, pimpin’, you in it or not
Whole team balling, bitches you fuckin’ or not?
Rollie on me, got more cracks than a crack-head
26’s on the chicas in Bali
I got what I needed, consistently dreamin’
Lookin’ at hustler dog if you never seen it
A dollar and a dream
Get it by any means
Started with a couple niggas, loyal to a team
Hard work, it was once a dream
Won it all my nigga, I’m all about the cream
From nothing to something
Nothing to something
Broke every joke, the niggas would think it was funny
Nothing to something
From nothing to something
hook:
ace knocking my speakers x 12
..spitting that idle real shit to your speakers
no top to your ..die no for ..
i'm a young nigga who dump in
old school no .. stares
real nigga no fool gaze
shoot clever like luke swayze
young boy he .. down as ..
big money don't do drown
f*ck her she don't do ..
..a lot of y'all my ..
walk it out in my snickers
the whole resign of my features
i'll be okay fly you nigga you run way
don't give a loud on that gun play
and sweep it up on my mama
i'ma .. them ..you play you .. a nigga rose
hook:
ace knocking my speakers x 12
now money on them bitches
open the bottle new dealy
trapped up like you're ..
gotta keep there from my enemies
this smoke full no …
that get money my remedy
this .. you got me ..
they're hating shit no ..
nigga i'm runnin runnin i'm getting it
and most .. my jury call me 2 50
i'ma talk a bitch .. knocking out my snickers
they steal from the teacher
hey rocking round no ..
that straight drop no ..
i'm a nigga nigga rose teacher
got not problem 20 grant no do no ..
i'm ready you heard you ..
your sweet home like ..
your ..wanna go ..i forbid i ..
hook:
ace knocking my speakers x 12
I’ve been walking all my life
And I can’t find my way to you
I’ve been praying to the lord I’m gon see her face someday,
someday
Well if that don’t come home you know I’ll ride
To make it on my own
I’ve been praying to the lord I’m gon see her face someday
Cold world, killings, this crazy world that we living
That minus thugging and dealing life all good fuck every feelings
Was raised to battle, and my momma didn’t raise no coward
Had a job and I worked them hours, my pride would not allow it
Young men holding all that power and dope like things with the powder
Came up now the niggas wanna doubt ‘em
In the rows ain’t talkin’ flowers
Everybody wanna be so sour
You mad cuz the shit ain’t ours
Handouts only for them cowards
No college degree at Howard
I came up from the bottom
They so scared I’m getting hotter
We sacking them fuckin’ dollars
Just pray for me, will you mama?
Had I came a long way
Wanna know me? Just listen to what the song say
I’ve been walking all my life
And I can’t find my way to you
I’ve been praying to the lord Imma face this day someday, someday
Well if that don’t come home you know I’ll ride
To make it on my own
I’ve been praying to the lord Imma face this day someday
And I told Batin that I got us
They were chasing a whole but the commas
Still balling, you’re dying inside
Do me, never mind your comments
Go hard and give it no favors
Be around cuz a nigga done made it
Where the fuck was you when I needed?
I’m sick and tired of your hatin’
I’m sittin’ cool and I’ patient
And my fans are steady waitin’
Why the fuck I haven’t blew up?
Why the fuck I’m underrated?
I’m the realest thing going
And most of people know it
To my hood I am a god, an illustrated poet
I don’t see no competition
Unless I’m in the mirror
I’m starving in this bitch and I just saved about a million
All my life I’ve been waiting for this moment
But still I’m screaming fuck ‘em
You just shown me my apartment, hold up
I’ve been walking all my life
And I can’t find my way to you
I’ve been praying to the lord Imma face this day someday, someday
Well if that don’t come home you know I’ll ride
To make it on my own
I’ve been praying to the lord Imma face this day someday
I’ve been walking all my life (my life my life…)
I’ve been walking all my life (my life my life…)
And I can’t find my way to you
I’ve been praying to the lord Imma face this day someday, someday
Now I dun been so talked about and laughed at,
Doubted by my family,
Reachin for them favors but nobody giving hand backs,
Came back, anthrax, spitting like a automac'
This is where it started at, way before that We The Best,
I was back in Deerfield, giving momma heart attacks,
Calling but no answer she just wonder where her son was at,
I was in the studio, you was moving work and blow,
I was thinkin' bigger shit, they just want some 24′s,
Me I'm dreaming millionaire, I don't think they hear me though,
Slidin' with my brother them, what you think that rental fo'
Livin at my momma house, tellin me to watch my mouth,
Workin with that 9 to 5, hated it without a doubt,
Fuck that job and left it there, met with DJ Khaled them
Couple months I'm outta here broward county pioneer,
Walking with no kinda feel, passed up on them scholarships,
Mr. Broward county in the flesh remember I am him,
And I play the game how I'm ‘posed to got my name all on
Them posters I ain't boastin I'm jus' stating facts,
And I'm taking over fuck you loners,
Tell yo owner I pulled over like my Rover may have caught a flat
I am fucking back, like yo spinal cord,
All you lames extinct, to many dinosaurs,
Flow is super sick, I'm talkin herpey sores
Biggest shit in years, I'm talkin jersey shores,
ya, and like a cheeto I remain the same,
Gotta let the world know wat my fuckin name,
That's why I hustle like I'm ten of yall,
And they don't believe me check my protocal
I'm mista, keep a bad bitch, Louis V frames
I jus' hope you get the picture
Man a nigga starvin marvin and no time to bargain,
None you niggas pose a threat, y'all ain't in my target,
Swingin to the top spot you can call me Tarzan,
Walking over lames, they can clearly play the carpet,
Hot shit, arson, murder scene caution,
They don't want it with the kid, gladly get abortion,
See you niggas pocket watching, you wont get a portion,
Think I'm really slippin tho, bullets to yo organ,
Yea you niggas supa ducks yea I'm talkin oregon,
Ride the beat no choruses, like I'm in some foreign shit,
Kayko told me murder dat, so I went and bodied this,
Ballin like I'm by the rim, I deserve a scholarship,
This is where I'm at today, you should come and follow him,
I be on my planet tho, come and see my mother ship,
Fuck the game and let it go, there is no more sportsmanship,
3 years with that We The Best, sorry I don't see the rest,
I don't care who comin next, you wont see me break a sweat,
Better than yo next effects, greater than yo thoughts can get,
Its me I am in the flesh, and this as good as it can get,
It's so incredable!
[Ace Hood:]
A fresh lewe v jeans and a fitid cap a brand new old school with the top back see ain't another getin money so clear we got money ova here kickin with a milionar 'cause
[Chorus:]
Cause I look like money I smell like money my swag one hunid[? ]I ball like a dog 7 days of da week they dnt get like dis tell um get like me
We got money ova here [x4]
See you chillin with a lame baby he ain't got change ain't no money ova der kickin with a millinair gutta!
[Ace Hood:]
Well I'm fresh on da scene hunid grand in da jeans bet you caint get des[? ] let ma paints hang and you know I'm on lane roll and went to mo chees and they all talk beans I'm da man in ma city tell um get like me I'm da man in da club blowin stacks er week had yo chick[? ] da kid bet she wuna do me and I let her put da doe giv her stacks and da keys keep [? ] and da finest lue v type things we got money ova here we got money ova here see the jewles to loud baby girl I can't hear trash bag full of ones throw da money in da air 'cause
[Chorus:]
Cause I look like money I smell like money my swag one hunid[? ]I ball like a dog 7 days of da week they dnt get like dis tell um get like me
We got money ova here [x4]
See you chillin with a lame baby he ain't got change ain't no money ova der kickin with a millinair gutta!
[Ace Hood:]
And I got money ova here you can tell by the wrist glow cash flow nifo see me in a sixfo paints hang low cause da doe got me cripled drop straight cash why you crabs in a rentoll 80 for da jag papa tags when it's info money out da ass I don't brag I just get mo say you getin cash trina flash I don't think so pull up in da hallow peen lambagen does go up on da truck bet you never seen does with a hot lil mama named hallowpenyo drop stacks in a bag and I keep it g code ain't no money ova der and she already know
[Chorus:]
Cause I look like money I smell like money my swag one hunid[? ]I ball like a dog 7 days of da week they dnt get like dis tell um get like me
We got money ova here [x4]
See you chillin with a lame baby he ain't got change ain't no money ova der kickin with a millinair gutta!
[Ace Hood:]
A fresh lewe v jeans and a fitid cap a brand new old school with the top back see ain't another getin money so clear we got money ova here kickin with a milionar 'cause
[Chorus:]
Cause I look like money I smell like money my swag one hunid[? ]I ball like a dog 7 days of da week they dnt get like dis tell um get like me
We got money ova here [x4]
(feat. The-Dream)
Hey Hey Hey
[The-Dream:]
All we do is get money
Gotta hit the bank
Man I'm running out of hundreds
(Hey shawty hey hey hey hey shawty)
I know she yours
But she wanna be mine
Mine mine mine mine
Oh! She wanna be mine
I I I I get white boy money (mine mine mine)
Man she wanna be mine (mine mine mine)
(All I do is get money) (mine mine mine)
I know she yours
But she wanna be mine
I I I I get white boy money (mine mine mine)
I know she yours
But she wanna be mine
Ace hooooood (mine mine)
[Ace Hood:]
Big money talking if you broke stay quiet
And watch how all my niggas in a club make a riot
Throwing honeys in the sky
And watch it all fall
I'm blopping on your lady cause' she love to watch me ball
She be giving me the eye
I'm giving her a call
Then it's back to the suites
Next week the Taj mahal
Every day is like a sweet stick
Pick out what you want
It ain't trickin' if you got it baby
Pick out what you want
Reclimb your seat back
And let yourself go
You ain't a Mr. Berrada
I spit that cash flow
Now let her hands go
Lil homie you lame
I have her back to you tomorrow
I let my niggas say
Homie
[Chorus: The-Dream]
But she wanna be mine
Mine mine mine mine
Oh! She wanna be mine
I I I I get white boy money (mine mine mine)
Man she wanna be mine (mine mine mine)
(All I do is get money) (mine mine mine)
I know she yours
But she wanna be mine
I I I I get white boy money (mine mine mine)
I know she yours
But she wanna be mine (mine mine)
[The-Dream:]
I got money you should help me spend
Take you out of that domestic and put you in a Benz
Your old boyfriend don't wanna pay your rent
I put five stacks only that ain't **** (that ain't ****)
Take you out the hood
Put you in the heels
Put you in a crib
This is how you should live
A girl like you should be sitting on a yacht
Looking down at ya rock
I know she yours!
[Chorus: The-Dream]
But she wanna be mine
Mine mine mine mine
Oh! She wanna be mine
I I I I get white boy money (mine mine mine)
Man she wanna be mine (mine mine mine)
(All I do is get money) (mine mine mine)
I know she yours
But she wanna be mine
I I I I get white boy money (mine mine mine)
I know she yours
But she wanna be mine
(Ace hooooood)
[Ace Hood:]
Hey I'll be ballin out a budget
I'll be ballin like the Pistons
Master P money I'll be ballin with no limit
See ya lady I'm me she comin to her senses
She can smell her money plus don't stuntin' on the sixty
Kickin with her richie
Ya man he's a mess fe (?)
I can show you things, diamond rings be the witness
He ain't gotta worry
I ain't trying be yo man boo
I'm just tryin to take you places you gon' need your sandles
Seein' is believin' I just hope that you can handle
Girl I make it rain you can determine the weather
Bentleys, Phantoms
Just don't test the channel
Know you with yo' man but I'm the **** that keep you (?)
[Chorus: The-Dream]
But she wanna be mine
Mine mine mine mine
Oh! She wanna be mine
I I I I get white boy money (mine mine mine)
Man she wanna be mine (mine mine mine)
(All I do is get money) (mine mine mine)
I know she yours
But she wanna be mine
I I I I get white boy money (mine mine mine)
I know she yours
But she wanna be mine
Take the ride with it, take the ride it
And it was just the other day everything was so good
Living like yesterday we were chillin in the hood
Dreaming the bigger things that a younger niggas should
Wanna take care of the fam we just wishin that we could
Other day in the dollar stayin chasing the...
Studios went for hours... like a piranha
Only was... but loyalty with the honor grind round in the bubble... for
Drama
Man I put that on my life that's my motha f*cka dough
Anything I will... that's the nigga I will call
Just don't need come and running with that shit clear em all
... talking he... play...
Me and... brothers turn like we ain't done it all
They went then in the studio that's when I got the cope
And it was all night when I lost ym dough... till these days
I love my niggas see the pain still remain
No you watching from heaven now for you nigga came
So I tell you that you lane show you I'll never change
... still remain my nigga
Chorus:
Don't get a... I'ma push my love
... few head it so too long...
I got... more circle oh yes you trust
Me and my dogs all we got is us
Poor little nigga get about the...
My niggas in the... so the sky is...
But I'll be got the money, the power and the fame
Shit don't change now we're running memory lane yeah
Is just me and my doughs... runnin down
Memory lane and when we lie...
Is just me and my niggas we're runnin down memory lane
Got memory lane, talk about runnin down memory lane.
And I just gotta keep it real I'm telling you how I feel
Talking before the deal when I was back in the field
Nigga we used to chill let's... my nigga dale
And... in the school let's do it for a sale
We visit in this crib a couple days and we bale
In a couple of clubs and a couple of girls got damn my nigga
In the motha f*cker days lord just tell em why you had to take my dough
They just wanted this car, they just wanted to bowl
They just wanted to leave frightened by wha he saw
I was off in the room waiting my nigga call
When it's the last time that we would even talk
I told em to be safe in the... my dough
A acouple hours later got an unexpected call
My homie he was crying I knew that it was bad
He told me damn gone, you're lying at your ass
I call it cell phone but nobody hit em back
They say that he was shot down to make it right
He died on the scene that's when I hit my knees
Begging the lord please heavenly father please
So listen t the dream tell me how could it be
Probably because of me, my homie wanted to see
Then a couple years ago when I lost my dough
It's tears till this day it's tears continue to foe
I love my nigga see the pain still remain
Now you watching from heaven I'm falling... nigga...
So watch out that your name is show you I'll never change
But that shit on my chain... is like a flame...
Chorus:
Don't get a... I'ma push my love
... few head it so too long...
I got... more circle oh yes you trust
Me and my dogs all we got is us
Poor little nigga get about the...
My niggas in the... so the sky is...
But I'll be got the money, the power and the fame
Shit don't change now we're running memory lane yeah
Is just me and my doughs... runnin down
Memory lane and when we lie...
Is just me and my niggas we're runnin down memory lane
Got memory lane, talk about runnin down memory lane.
Gone but never forgot it
A.C.E H.O.O.D that's me, fuck with it!
Hit a nigger move, till he can catch... till a foul come get it.
Hey... fucking games, you're lame,
So you got a little change you're constable.
No, I don't fuck, man!
I tell a nigger... sweet flow.
Make it rain!...
Pushing in a rain row.
Not 22, 23, 24 or 25
... 26...
Sex is how... relate to money like...
We eat you people, my...
Keep the shit at...
Your money is smaller than we, man!
Never reaching my wings, man!
Make the pictures go...
Not for all, you just be me!
... with that total...
Knock them out like I'm Sammy So,
Making out for my Dicky Low,
Ready out, I seem to go.
Iron made rain hole,
You should see a rainbow!
Wait! Put it all...
I don't know her name...
You are the...
Ha, ha, ha!
Hey man!
You wanna see some ass
I wanna see sum cash
Keep dem dollars comin
And das gonna make me dance
And das gonna make me dance
And das gonna make me dance
Make it rain trick, make it make it rain trick!
Make it rain trick, make it make it rain trick!
Make it rain trick, make it make it rain trick!
Make it rain trick, make it make it rain trick!
I'm make it rain bitch
I'm make it rain, Uh
I'm make it rain bitch
I'm make it rain, Uh
I'm make it rain bitch
I'm make it rain, Uh
I'm make it rain bitch
i used to luv
f*ck
hook:
she used to tell ..now
swear that p**sy was great
i let her have it to wait
i used to luv her,
yeah boy i used to love her
she started f*cking with lames
slowing dirt on the name
tryin creep on the .. guess it's a part of the game
i used to luv her yeah boy i used to love her
i had a bitch named diana that the working on ..
bad bitch from atlanta had a job as a dancer
she was find as remove shaking her ass in the club
f*ck her once in the porter now i'm falling in love
i swear that p**sy was .. distant dancers in hours
on some point start shit she snipped the .. counter
this bitch is babe super babe, cooking and cleaning
as .. i don't .. a secret,
was he desire after fire twist and shopping springs
gave her a car in my brad new ..keys
so she went stop ..so much about it in the streets
they say she doing everybody that's including me
get off on working all the nigga she will go and see
tell me she love me but she creeping on the nigga slip
you won't steal that tricky ..
bitch where my .. where my keys
used to ..
[hook:]
okay this .. about ..
met her to ... why was on the .. coaster
we were down to ..
and i feel that cocky ..
for the .. big boy i was taxing you to people
i end up with the boss started with a ringle
end it that was .. that started on malicia
this ..got a girlfriend so you know the procedure
and i'ma get it pimpin ..cathedra
....but i aint' talking bout ..
you have no idea tequila and my friends up
and i go to the poll .. looked up in balance
spare what's up with the creature
yeah ..we do money like highs not to meet you
rappers in the bedroom like it was night ..
so i took her to the mall and bad ..
[hook:]
i mean i f*cked that hoe rocking my fresh ..low
i got my seat back low i mean the bitch solo
i'm sick and tired of this hoe playin the role on the low
play em their face on the shit that's how the game gone go
they fall in love with some money
ending like it's the swagga see that ..f*cking
now the ...keep my owe through the money
family is what matters all they get is to ..
them bubble gum at the rapper
i had a bad new shit and talking bout that ass shit
the way that sipping and .. now that asshole ..
i had some bag ..quick but i was going on lip
the couple months .. found out the .. shit
they say the whole hood here i told the long trip
i should knew you a .. judging the clip you were with
i used to luv here, i used to lov her
but i aint' tripin i just seat the club and findin other
damn
If you have somebody in the world it woudnt mean nothing
If you have all the fame in the world it wouldn't mean nothing
If you love somebody and nobody else matters
Say yeah (yeah) oh yeah
If you love somebody and nobody else matters
Say yeah (yeah)oh yeah
[Chorus:]
Put em in the club
Baby show me love
But it don't really makes a difference
If you ain't my girl
It don't mean nothing (it don't mean nothing)
Because without her I know something is missing yeah yeah yeah
Let me know
Let me know
Let me know
When you know you got somebody who loves you (yeah yeah yeah)
Let me know
Let me know
Let me know
Yeah without her I know shawtie is missing (yeah yeah yeah)
I'm addicted to money, I'm addicted to cream
I'm addicted to her, put that love on a v
Just imagine your touches, I can picture you and rubbing
Love the smile when I see ya, girl I'm high off your loving
Live my life like a dream
Every king needs a queen
Girl my life is a movie
Sippin gucci jacuzi
Picture star in this movie picture trip in this louie
See this crusing on yachts while we facing off on suushi
Mistermeaner on those groupies
They be begging to do me
Put my mind on my misses
Never mind all the women
Feel me tasting these kisses
And show you what I'm missing
Girl I trade in this living
I just want to show you listen
[Chorus:]
Put em in the club
Baby show me love
But it really makes a difference
If you ain't my girl
It don't mean nothing (it don't mean nothing)
Because without her I know something is missing yeah yeah yeah
If you love somebody and nobody matters
Say yeah (yeah) oh yeah
If you love somebody and nobody else matters
Say yeah (yeah)oh yeah
Now if you love em and it ain't hard to show it
Put your hands up put your hands up
If you with them you can do whatever and know she know you can do em better
Put your hands up, put your hands up
Aceee
Got the money and cars
Biggest houses and yards
Have the baddest abroad
When I trade in it all
They got my playing card
Presents the ace of heart
Can we keep the flaming game and naming all fancy cars.
You can have all the groupies,
They be begging to do me
Put my mind on my misses
Never mind all the women
Feel me tasting these kisses
And show you what I'm missing
Girl I trade in this living
I just want to show you listen
[Chorus:]
Put em in the club
Baby show me love
But it don't really makes a difference
If you ain't my girl
It don't mean nothing (it don't mean nothing)
Because without her I know something is missing yeah yeah yeah
If you love somebody and nobody matters
Say yeah (yeah) oh yeah
If you love somebody and nobody else matters
Say yeah (yeah) oh yeah
When I'm off in the club
Guess I'm missing your love
Girl I'm feeling your drug
And I need daddy so must
All these women are lust
Begging me for my touch
Don't matter too much
But it don't matter like qwuan.
You can have all the groupies they be begging to do me.
They be begging to do me
Put my mind on my misses
Never mind all the women
Feel me tasting these kisses
And show you what I'm missing
Girl I trade in this living
I just want to show you listen
[Chorus:]
Put em in the club
Baby show me love
But it really makes a difference
If you ain't my girl
It don't mean nothing (it don't mean nothing)
Because without her I know something is missing yeah yeah yeah
If you love somebody and nobody matters
Say yeah (yeah) oh yeah
If you love somebody and nobody else matters
Dear lord.
I understand all the problem I'm about to express to you
Our things you already know
Well here goes nothing
Dear lord I'm on my knees and I'm begging please
Just help me father this time I'm really in need
Feeling like I just can't go on mama cry she lost her home
Feels runnin all down to face... to be gone
My car... so stressed that the day go by
... and I don't know why big mama just please don't' cry
Time give a little ruff I know when I can't give it up I don't
Got... in all their way see the stars when the... I won't
Sometimes I ask myself will I be a good father
'Cause I've never had mine would I give the world to my daughters
Live then you learned... what you're soul... grind like...
Chorus:
Only lord knows what the hell I really do
All the nights... stay no food
Dear god tell me what I'm gonna do
And only lord knows all the time when I was on my grind
He help what I never could find... what I couldn't...
And only lord knows, lord knows lord knows
And only lord knows what the hell I really been through
All the... my mama couldn't move
And all the pain I've been through
And only lord knows
... sick and tired of this pain
Hate the lames in this game only down because of my name
... because of my fame
Lord knows the... that u came lord knows the nice that I've cried
Can't hope the pain is inside, lord watch the tears from my eyes
Have you seen the letter of... no place to go but you wishin
Got a bless comin you've lived it yeah... it's my vision
I've been through hell and I'm... how to see the best that I'm...
Lost the... of my dogs mister nigga like shit
What it feel resigned in.my heart
Soul... I'm... I'ma do it for... god damn is hard
What the f*k is rapping I really need this shit
Blossom in tears I really get it on
Chorus:
Only lord knows what the hell I really been through
All the nights... stay no food
Dear god tell me what I'm gonna do
And only lord knows all the time when I was on my grind
He help what I never could find... what I couldn't...
And only lord knows, lord knows, lord knows
And only lord knows what the hell I really been through
All the... my mama couldn't move
And all the pain I've been through
And only lord knows
... taht I wake I grind no time never wait for mine
Still waiting on the day I shine my soul in every part every line
I remember when I had no food life's hard bills over...
Lord knows that I've paid my dues and forgive when I had that...
They say my mama sickly thank god she seen her...
I pray and ask forgiveness just please lord keep her with me
I was down and now... yesterday middle that struggle... this year... blessed
To say
... so f*cked up... prices is too high time... and I ain't gonna lie
... try to get by so who the hell is you to be judged
Man away from literally nothing yeah I'm talkin literally nothing.
[Chorus:]
And only lord knows
I thank you jesus for keeping me
Your name my pray
I say he so sweet make her wanna lick the wrapper
So I let her lick the Rapper
Sh Sh-She lick me like a lollipop (lollipop)
She She lick me like a lollipop (lollipop)
Sh Sh-She lick me like a lollipop (lollipop)
She, She lick me like a lollipop (lollipop)
Shawty wanna thug
Bottles in the club
Shawty wanna hump
And you know I like to touch ya lovely lady lumps
Shawty wanna thug
Bottles in the club
Shawty wanna hump
And you know I like to touch ya lovely lady lumps
[ACE HOOD:]
Shawty she ain't never meet a nigga like ace
The way she give me face is amazing grace
They say they love my swag when I drag in the place
And I'm waving at haters cause I'm high in out of space
In them bitches no the business poppin rosay by the case
The women try to get get get me before I get away
They pullin on my dreads they rubbin on my chest
The whsper in my ear like they won't to have sex
I'm like shawty wait in line she like baby I'm next
Now see mama wanna fuck now she drunk off in the club
Come kick it like it's soccer baby fucking with a thug
I'm feelin like usher making love up in this club
Shawty wanna thug
Bottles in the club
Shawty wanna hump
You know I like to touch ya lovely lady lumps
Shawty wanna thug (I like that)
Bottles in the club(oh yeah I like that)
Shawty wanna hump (I like that)
You know I like to touch ya lovely lady lumps
And shawty wanna lic lick lick lick me like a lollipop I can make her body rock
She want me as her candy drop favorite color chocolate I'm melting like a ice pop
Pull up in that white drop all them bitches mouth drop
Now they wanna lick me till they get me to that city spot
Let me see u drop like yo muthafucking pantys hot
Groupie sex is so delicious now I got to dose it ohhhhhh
Li li li li lick me till yo tounge reach numbness
And let that tounge ring be really worth something
Say see want to fuck with her head on a pumpkin
Well trick or treat I givem lollipop for coming lic lic lic lic lick me shawty whisper wat u want
Shawty wanna thug
Bottles in the club
Shawty wanna hump
You know I like to touch ya lovely lady lumps
Shawty wanna thug (I like that)
Bottles in the club(oh yeah I like that)
Shawty wanna hump (I like that)
Spent thirty in tha mall
Goin loco with the cake
Five cars sittin tall
Goin loco with the cake
Ten on some Cali Bud
Goin loco with the cake
Den I hit the strip club
Goin loco with the cake
Glittered up my wrist
Goin loco with the cake
Went and Guccied up my bitch
Goin loco with the cake
Reppin five with the beams
Goin loco with the cake
I put on my whole team
Goin loco with the cake
Ay you wanna start a food fight get your attitude right
For I put this cake all in your face and have your crew like who dat is Ace Hood
You didn't know that's Ace Hood ask around in every project they say his face good
Put the range rover on them 24s I skate good specially with the paper ace all over my
Ace hood
Chain fuck a dummy I need hoes to educate me good BRAIN
Take the package up the temple come back home and get PAID
Seven Days about a week a nigga gotta get PAID
Quit yo hatin get on yo job and hoe you can get PAID
Like ace like who like me nigga that's why every bitch you tryin to fuck like me nigga
Spent thirty in tha mall
Goin loco with the cake
Five cars sittin tall
Goin loco with the cake
Ten on some Cali Bud
Goin loco with the cake
Den I hit the strip club
Goin loco with the cake
Glittered up my wrist
Goin loco with the cake
Went and Guccied up my bitch
Goin loco with the cake
Reppin five with the beams
Goin loco with the cake
I put on my whole team
Goin loco with the cake
I rep this crack like it's chemistry got an F in chemistry
Took the white and turned it green now that's what I call chemistry
That's what I call enterprise call my work the enterprise
20 junkies beamin up tuscotti in my enterprise
Smokin in my space ship floatin through the galaxy
They callin my a shootin star leave hoes off through yo calvery
Ganstas goons and killers only niggas on my salary they all got charges pending
Murder burglaries and batteries
Niggas tryin to battle me end up finding they tragedy laided out on the floor and breathin fast and lookin up at me UP AT ME
Pantin? on your chevy when you scramblin ruthless than a muthafucka with hundred grand on me
Spent thirty in tha mall
Goin loco with the cake
Five cars sittin tall
Goin loco with the cake
Ten on some Cali Bud
Goin loco with the cake
Den I hit the strip club
Goin loco with the cake
Glittered up my wrist
Goin loco with the cake
Went and Guccied up my bitch
Goin loco with the cake
Reppin five with the beams
Goin loco with the cake
I put on my whole team
Goin loco with the cake
Ay you can call me mister cash flow money out tha asshole
Thugin gettin paper what you think now Louis bag hoe pull up in that stupid whip
Hundred for this stupid wrist stupid this stupid that loco with the money bag
Lamborghini murcielago girl you got a stupid? Gucci this Louis that ridin with them paper tags
And my bitch she bad as hell Juciy Loius Gucci bag
All my niggas love to swag Bentleys? back to back
Twenty grand I'll show you goin low and tell em holla back
Pain you a dummy blow about thirty on a whip and then swang on them thirties
I drop the top on them verties switch lanes on them haters I'm throwin paper to make them spend
Spent thirty in tha mall
Goin loco with the cake
Five cars sittin tall
Goin loco with the cake
Ten on some Cali Bud
Goin loco with the cake
Den I hit the strip club
Goin loco with the cake
Glittered up my wrist
Goin loco with the cake
Went and Guccied up my bitch
Goin loco with the cake
Reppin five with the beams
Goin loco with the cake
I put on my whole team
Yesss
Mr. Hooodd
It ain't no [x6] no pressure
Ok you can call me mr at the hood and then salute me
I smell and look like money make them bitches wana do me
I'm lookin for that yellow bone who gotta super tusshie
And fiji aquafinas abraheli in her pussy
At first I wanted her but now I'm feelin Ms. Alicia
Tryna to get her in my bimmer got tequila by the liter
And she got her friend Aakila but don't really want to leave her
Betta come to find Ikila got a friend that's name Jamica
And Jamica is a teacher but her daddy is a preacher
And she came down with Lisa who be scammin with them visa's
And they all made up they mind that they won't leave eachother neeva
So I had to make a call to my dawgs I got broads
And they allllllllll
Super top-models and we headed to my condo for some convo so just follow
And I'm thinkin in my head how I'm going beat it like I'm happo
And I pull up to my crib just know my gates they open high so
So we get in too the crib I'm a take off all ya clothes doe
Heard you gotta man it don't matta he's a no show
You can be my little freak little freak little freak
Pretty dark brown call you double shots of Hennessey
Finna give you some of me
Know ya friends is feelin me all join in and become a fuckin oragene
Let my dawg in walkin in like who ordered me
If we are delivery ain't got no more energy
Tryna to hear that pussy beat [x10] like a sifiny
[Chorus: Sean Kingston]
I'm a addicted to this lifestyle
Blowin all my cash
In the strip club tryna find me some ass
I'm a addicted to this lifestyle
Shawty I can't change cause that's just who I am
I'm a addicted to this freestyle
Buying four cars buying out the mall
Baby I'm a star
I'm a addicted to this lifestyle
Shawty I can't change cause that's just who I am
My conscious always said go head go head go head go in the mall (in the mall) go head go head go head go buy it all (buy it all)
Money ain't the issue
Gota let you know this is who I am
[Verse 1:]
Beach side view
White girl coupe
Make believe top
Thought you seen the roof
White flip flops, designer shades Louis
Big face blockers, family guy stewie
I'm so addicted to it
My bitch, she shoppin torrent
Them niggas wish to do her
Just know she so manewa
All you lame fucks, she got her game up
24 inches rover range truck
This is my lifestyle
I live my life wow
4 or 5 bitches (pipe down)
Money, cars, and clothes
All a nigga know
Dedicate the four
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
And I'm addicted to this life
I will neva eva change it
Lookin back on life I swear da god that it's amazing
Ridin in the flyest whips now I'm eatin causin
Thousand dollar Louis couple hundred for da fragrant
Momma I made it, yes I did
Used to live with 7, 3 bed crib
But now I got my own and now
I'm riding crome, these women love the money
So baby come in shones
I see these niggas hatin but
They can't be with I'm on
Get my chick a couple stacks
Then I ship her off to rome
Ay, so bye bye you
Hit the mall and buy it all
Baby it's the truth
Women like me for this one
You got my... anyway
Mister hood
Dear misses independent...
Looking for you like my life time depending on
You were cynic... every woman is in the gold
To me ain't new as money long
Haters to let it to my ex... before I start kiss my ex...
Ok let's talk about the gold digger
Man... shoot go figure but she was bad in the mood flicker
See the looking got a number
So make a long story... couple days I'm sleeping beating...
Fell in love with... and every moe
For the first louie bag she was so...
Never scalp but she let it watch...
Bought everything she had if I could recall
So couple... I gotta move it in
They show me money got me out of town
Ain't got a trick when I'm not around
She was... tryin playin... bounce
See the pictures of her because I hate the...
... trickin off the town
And I was too blind to see her sooner
Notice she was kind of... she likes old...
Took a... in old... damn the shooter really seen her face...
She oficially on my...
She pulled up some...
I'm talking bags in the french trip
And that words to my... six
See you ain't nothing but a... I'm talking... just to ashes.
Chorus:
And here's a letter to my ex's
You aint' nothing but a... spin
Oh was only have you when the cash in
You try to play me like a beam
But I ain't trippin 'cause you...
Oh I ain't go bigger than...
Man I'm so damn you're the...
I used to love you with the passion
Sincerely yours.
Oh, dear misses independent
Still searching like my life time depended on
You were... woman is in the gold
To me... is money long
If you ain't got it you can carry on
I'm talking like the loiue bag holds
No matter swag or you new...
I swear my last was a bee like my...
I thought we'd really last long
We wore the once to put the money on
Damn ain't no begging in fairytale
I'm talkin make believe love caught...
But that's until I started buy things
It was cool now she started wearing rings
Such a drama queen...
Corrupted by a life she could only see the green
Only... I can be by any means let her tell we were something...
Damn, had a cut it she was out of order
Try to pull me on blast like a... on boarder
I call the mama tryin to transport her,
Did you thought I... yeah kind, sort of
She was mad so she fall... order
Just to come and get a bag fill the trash off
Swore to cops many... many cast out
Hey but I ain't moving back in
Oh my mama prag... twins
That's a whole lot of...
I guess the story really never ends
Well here's the letter to my ex...
I swear she used to be my best friend
Now she's a memory from back...
I know she probably miss...
Big... in the... play
She the last of my ex miss... stress
Damn.
Somebody tell me what's love
What's your definition of love?
Is love buying one another different gifts
Hold up... depending on the price tag
Is that love?
I mean... somebody genuine I'm feeling like... love
It don't' give a damn on me anyway
Ohh Yeah It's Me
So Sorry I'm So Late For The Email
Ohhh Yeahhh It's Meee
So Sorry I'm So Late For The Email
Dayum I Feel So Bad Had U Waitin For An Hour
I Can Make It Up If You Go Get In The Shower
I'm Gone Let It Off [x2]
Girl Won't U Take Off That Towel
[Verse 1:]
Ohh Yess It's Mr Hood
Dayum Rite I'm Good
Call Me LumberJack
I Lays The Wood
I Can Be Your Doctor Baby
Get Your Prescription Drug
Wat Your Perseption Of It
Heard You Wanted That Kinky Stuff
It's My Perfection Love
Tell Em Get They Franklins Up
Frankly I'm Hot As Shhh
I Belong In Coffee Cups
My Phone Is Ringing
Your Body Callin
You Can Be My Alka Saltzer
Watch Me Dissolve It
The Problem Solver
I Know I'm Off An Hour
Don't Worry Daddys Here
Let Me See You Wrap That Towel
Wanna See You In The Shower
Let Me Spray That Baby Powder
I'm a Let If Off Till Morning
Just Know The Night Is Hours
Dayum I Feel So Bad Had U Waitin For An Hour
I Can Make It Up If You Go Get In The Shower
I'm Gone Let It Off [x2]
Girl Won't U Take Off That Towel
[Verse 2:]
Honey I'm Home
I Know You Miss A Gangsta
Youngin Been Paper Chasin
But I Know My Occupation
Gotta Keep That Feenin Patient
I Smell Your Sexy Fragrent
Vicky Secrets
See That's My Favorite
I Heard Your Message
You Nasty Ain't It
She Caramel
That's Hella Tasty
I'm Chocolate
Swallow Me Like Vitamins
I Can Do Your Body Like Them Double Shots Of That Hennesy
One Hit Of That Red Bull
It Can Give You Energy
You Can Lick And Scream
But Biting Is A Penalty
Know That You Been Waiting
Been Dying See You Naked
Girl I'm The Pussy Defency
My Card Just Said Take It
Dayum I Feel So Bad Had U Waitin For An Hour
I Can Make It Up If You Go Get In The Shower
I'm Gone Let It Off [x2]
Girl Won't U Take Off That Towel
[Verse 3: Sean Garrett]
I'm Gone Be Like Ohh
You Gone Be Like Ohh
Once I Get You Off
You Gone Get Me Off
We Gone Be Like Ohhhhhhhh
Throw A Flag
Lights Illegal Flashing
You Might Throw A Flag
Cause I Make You Bend Dat Ass
I'm Kidding
OHHHHHHHHHHH
Gone And Get Your Marvin On
Grab That Mic
Look At Me And SIng A Song
I Like It When You Do That
Girl I Ain't Never Seen You Do That
I Asked Her Where You Do That At
She Said I Seen It On The Internet
Dayum I Feel So Bad Had U Waitin For An Hour
I Can Make It Up If You Go Get In The Shower
I'm Gone Let It Off [x2]
[Intro:]
Uh, Oh you thought I wasn't coming back with this one right here Huh? Haha Mr. Hood!... Look, It go...
[Hook:]
Knock knock, bang, bang, where the cash at? (Hey where the cash?)
Knock knock, bang, bang, where the cash at? (Hey where the cash?)
Where the cash at? (Hey, Where the cash?)
Where the cash at? (Hey, Where the cash?)
Hey knock knock, bang, bang, where the cash?
[Verse 1:]
Ok see, ain't nothing funny boy them dollars keep coming
Ok I got a lot of money
Ain't shit change, Big face hundreds
Pinky and the brain, Triple black cars
Bitch you know the name
Mr. Hood lover, supermodel brains
Kicking down the door, give me what I came for
Checking with my shooters, blow a hole in your kango
They some barracudas And I'm up with the cash flow...
They some assholes
I think I'm Castro, I think I'm Scarface
Blowing money fast, Ricky Rose'
Big fire with me, up in the parleyed
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
Hey knock, knock, bang, bang, bitch I'm past that
Hey wait a minute, bitch I think I had a relapse
Don't jack my money I ain't asking where the cash at
Pull out that chopper make you wonder where your legs at
Hold up wait doctor better ask him where your meds at
Where the cash at? Better have that
Super money shit, now can you smell that?
I'm on my grizzle trying make a milli
Duffle full of money more up in for dinner
That's ground paper only thing I'm chasing
Money over bitches, that's just in my nature
Coming for my mullah I'm sharp with that eraser
Yeaaah! oooh!
They done tried to defeat me
Staying on my feet
When they see me they salute me
I'm the king of these streets
Yeaaah! ohhh!
I got 'em walking on(left, right, left, right)
We the best so we marching like(left, right, left, right)
Oooh! they follow me!
Okay, it's blood, sweat, and tears, that be the realest shit I ever wrote
Never stop or giving up, the realest shit I ever quote
Look into my eyes and you can see I hustle twenty-fo, twenty-fo, twenty-fo
Hours grinding, overdose, running, running in the studio: recording animal
People want that gutter back, that's just who I do it for
Giving 'em that manure flow, how would I know, I'm trained to go
Heard them niggas dropping meat so fuck it hears a dick to blow
Now I'm on the top of shit, now they're showing sportsmanship
What it do and what it be? niggas on some other shit
Bitch I'm on my own lane, only god can judge me
All you rappers rapping is equivalent to rare meat
And I am on my lion shit, starving like a full feast
Pussy niggas count me out, man I love to in-convene
Teddy p and mr. hood, you can call it history
We the best and fuck 'em all, we winning like we charlie sheen!
Well it's the highly underrated, album so anticipated
Mr. not intimidated by you suckers perpetrating
I been waiting, yeahhh boy I been waiting
Heavy, humble and patient, but still embedded with greatness
I'm a mother fucking problem, y'all still in pajamas
Sleeping on the hottest while I'm out here chasing commas
Put that on my momma, I'mma give 'em hell while they locked up in a cell
We the best is gon' prevail, don't believe in seeing fail
I'm conceited, you can tell, look the devil in the eye, say I'm hotter than
Your hell
And I'm rocking with my chest out, head high, hello to the bad guy
Bitch it's my time, see the diamonds in the watch now
Don't want any handouts, fuck you niggas talking 'bout?
See me, you salute me like a mother fucking drill scout
Stunting on you niggas, watch the beamer when it pulls out
Mr.Hooddd
[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
Okay
Keys to the benz
Breeze in the wind
Chicks get a tan
LV's in the lense
Fresh like some homemade drinks in the fridge
Gotta keep a bad chick, click and her friends
I'm just living my life, neck full of ice
See the rims roll like the game of the dice
Plus it came with the pipes, came with the top
Had to get it sliced, like a head full of lice
Nevermind was the price, cop it on site
Neck looking like a city fell full of lights
I'm a made ass nigga, bank and bigger
Only 19 when I seen 6 figures
Lord knows I'm a sinner, knows my dilemma
Keep a thick knott, in my hard blue denim
Let the hot water simmer, friends turn bitter
Hope a nigga fall when they scream out timber,
I be cool like the winter, no Decemeber
Two bad chicks, that's a two piece dinner
Ridin in a benz, I'm a Rose sippa
Pour a little outt
R.I.P my niggasss
[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
Okay I came in the game, pray for the change
Click that I claim, put the name on the chain
Couple years of the fame, life ain't the same
Plenty champagne, first class on the planes
And it got a nigga laid, I just feel I'm in the daze
Music that I made, I just started gettin praise
Everyday I pray, god keep me in the wave
Never let it phase, now I'm really gettin paid
See a nigga swag, courtside Heat game
Probably routin on my nigga Lebron James
The homie Dwayne Wade, just lookin out for the fay
Jay that's in your face, the champs is on the way
Swoosh I'm in the coupe, oops there goes the roof
True my bitch bad, and ass as thick as a nuis
My cash will introduce, my swagger in the room
Hit a couple of buttons, and the engine will vroom vroom
Shorty frontin to fuck, she'll kindly get the broom
And it's facts so don't assume
Man you niggas are after, like noon
And tell my moms new crib, got plenty of rooms
Ye, Eyy, Hahaha
[Intro]
Street Certified!
I'm the bomb, motherfucka, I'm the bomb (I'm the bomb)
I'm the bomb, motherfucka, I'm the bomb (I'm the bomb)
Outta time
[Verse]
Yeah
This the grenade flow came to set the bomb on ya (bomb on ya)
Head on 'em, very bright, call me street corner (ow!)
See watch your words 'cause the choppa heat speak coma (yah!)
Hot nigga bitch, Arizona, California (whoo!)
Cash surfin', hit the bank like cowabunga (cowabunga)
Every summer make it rain while you just thunder
Baby, I do numbers, 28 red Hummers
Never played the band, Mac 11 hand drummer
He ain't sayin' nothin', clean hundred seen comin'
You think he seen somethin', bullets got 'em mean muggin'
Got his whole team swearin' they ain't seen nothin'
A lot of sound, get yo baby mother face busted
The feds want him but that Lamborghini speed on 'em (vroom!)
Call the Fettucini, swag on the tag homie (tag homie)
Mr. Miyagi flow, kickin' down the damn door (b-bow!)
Hot diamonds on the wrist, call it Hellfroze
An animal, I'm eatin' niggas like Hannibal
I'm 'bout to blow, when I land, call me cannonball
I'm rappin' circles 'round these Urkels, they in metapause (metapause?)
We never fall, tell these haters grow a set of balls
So i can shoot 'em in and luck can play the cheddar ball (huh?)
You cross that water into Florida, welcome to the Mob (yeah?)
You see that Broward County, border pedder, or the guys (huh?)
'Cause we eat niggas, sweet potatoe ass pie
Ask the last guy, turn him into mascots
Them bullets smash out, squeeze into the last round
And all hands down, better be a man down
We ain't trippin', bury him into a sand pile
I'm a land mine, better watch the damn ground (bow!)
Ha! Yeah! So what you motherfuckers sayin' now? (sayin now)
He the next, yeah the best, bitch hands down (down)
[Outro]
I'm the bomb, motherfucka, I'm the bomb (I'm the bomb)
I'm the bomb, motherfucka, I'm the bomb (I'm the bomb)
Tick, tick, bow!
[ACE HOOD:]
A say hello to mister cutthroat bodys on the damn flo
All about the cash flow like my money in bank rolls
These haters pissed they know I'm the shit like my asshole
And I'm from the city were fuckin snitches don't last long
And I'm in the city were u keep it real or get mashed on
Yes that be broward county I love it it's still home
If they don't like it a say fuckem still they walls gone
And to my city got to meet up with yo mans homes
For lot of dell pumping for browder be my damn zone
Feel that anyway with it you can get serviced like a cell phone
They got that coke it's brightest whitest like a snow cone
And I'm me give my all behind this microphone
I give my blood sweat in tears in till my casket closed
In tell then I'm a givem wat they askin for
Hope up out that newest shit louie kicks wavin makon six
See me with that square in I'll blow a kiss at yo ladys kid
Fuck the politics I am all the shit that I say I am
Yes I know I'm blessed am bonnies angel I'm heaven sent
That's word to mother mommy never see yo baby quit
And know matter how many blocks of haters yo youngin get
So f'em all I'm taking over let me in this bitch
It's buck buck bang it throw grenades wen I am in the mix
I got my hand over they throat in now they shitten bricks
I'm climbing to the top and every one is like who is this tellem who the shit ace hood homie
And now I'm back I signed my deala for a couple m's
And I am next to be the best up in this southern limit
And I'm from the city were ther is no mister millionaires
And now I'm back I signed my deala for a couple m's
And I'm next to be the best up in this southern limit
And I'm next to be the best up in the southern limit
I'm from the city were there ain't know mister millionaires
That's why today I got my deal I cried a hundred tears
Cause once I got it promised momma that we out of here
My swag changed in I lit up like the city fair
I started doing interviews and photo shoots to death
These niggas seen it and they hollin bout this shit ain't fair
Why he ain't chose me how come he chose him
Well play this song back in listen to this shit again
Well play this song back in listen to this shit again
Well play this song back in listen to this shit again
Make sure you comprehend make sure you understand do that just do that do that
I’m fucked up, I’m rolling, I’m rolling
I’m fucked up, I’m rolling, I’m rolling
I’m rolling, I’m rolling
I’m fucked up, I’m rolling, I’m rolling
Okay, now bad bitches and a friend sip a fit for G
And got more holes knocking at the door, tell them bring them in
Smoking purp, got a fucking pound
White bitch breaking bound
All this gold, cocaine on the floor
Harboring got the poe
Tell your mama bust it open
Rolling drunk off the potion
Hoping I get her open
That pussy, I leave it swollen
I’m the master when you call that up
Beat it up up up like I’m Dr. Paul
I’m up the bat so what it is Shorty?
I’m on that Houston purple serve shit
Never mind, I’m flow, forgot my government
How I peed a pimp though on some Charlie shit
Salute my nigga Bull in case I do forget
I’m getting throwed and I’m way off
Pizza rock, no chase just simply day rock
Switching bitches with my nigga Andy Duff
If you ain’t fucked up then what you payin’ for?
I’m fucked up, I’m fucked up
I’m rolling, I’m rolling
I’m fucked up, I’m rolling, I’m rolling, I’m rolling
I’m high, I’m drunk
My bitch, she faded
My vision so blurry and I may not make it
And I’m back, ghetto once again
Hoping up off that Benz with a chick and she super thick
Chilling with a couple a friends
Baby what’s twins but I’ll just hop a bin
But know that depends
You ain’t fucking off or feeling me
It’s hollaback, that’s indeed
Nigga cast these supply of weed
Kick oh bring the lean
Fucking swishers roll that paper like my nigga Wiz Khalif
Getting fucked up that’s beside the devil cut some
I’m taking Sam shots and I’m hoping I don’t pass out
Them bitches hair style, Moly poppin’ they all buyin’ uhh
I’m fucked up, not focused
Got a 30 pack of them Trojan’s
Gonna do some damage with these mixed twins
Never call for block, I do not go 10
Imma beat that pussy till the morning
Switching bitches with my nigga Andy Duff
If you ain’t fucked up then what you payin’ for?
I’m fucked up, I’m fucked up
I’m rolling, I’m rolling
I’m fucked up, I’m rolling, I’m rolling, I’m rolling
I’m high, I’m drunk
My bitch, she faded
My vision so blurry and I may not make it
I can’t even feel my face, oh shit
(Feat. Ice Berg)
Yea, and Imma live by the code, I die by the code
Be a real nigga till my casket door closed ah
Dead by the code, and Imma live by the code
Imma live by the code
Quit it with the school, this the life I chose
Imma live by the code, I die by the code
Keep it 100, never snitching on full
I arise from niggas until my eyes closed
In love with the money, I don’t love these hoes
4x I solemnly swear
Imma live by the code, I die by the code
I’ll be a real nigga till my casket door closed
Ok now 12 years old yea, momma in the kitchen
Told her if my brother went to jail I’m never snitchin’
She said boy go wash them dishes
She might think I’m trippin’
Twelve years later boy I still hold my position
Just that decode emit who let no pussies get me
I go to court, I’m drunk as fuck
I’m stressing on that remit
I hit the stand, I raised my hand
And I know that’s against me
The judge man trippin, tryna get my youngest twenty
I’m like no sir, your honor
I don’t know any gunners
Don’t know anywhere and who it was
That’s such a bummer, we good
Imma live by the G shit
And I solemnly swear to keep a bad bitch
Imma live by the code, I die by the code
Keep it 100, never snitching on full (never snitching on full)
I arise from niggas until my eyes closed
In love with the money, I don’t love these hoes
4x I solemnly swear
Imma live by the code, I die by the code
I’ll be a real nigga till my casket door closed
Hold up
Park the Chevy, hopped in the back seat of something
Seize your client, cut as closed, they ain’t see me coming
Blackjack, no even money
You act bad, you gon get your ass wacked while I’m beating something
Use the line, use the line
If you get hit you go rise with your punk ass
It’s ready, put it on like you own that
I got an AK in the drawer mat
With a shoulder strap, that’s gon clap
With a sole trigger, that’s scar niggas
Every time I own it back
And I allow too many niggas to be slippin’
Now I don’t even fall asleep around these bitches
And it ain’t no secret, these niggas out here snitchin’
And them bitches is the ones who is considered the realest
Imma live by the code, I die by the code
Keep it 100, never snitching on full
I arise from niggas until my eyes closed
In love with the money, I don’t love these hoes
4x I solemnly swear
Imma live by the code, I die by the code
I’ll be a real nigga till my casket door closed
Dead by the code, and Imma live by the code
Imma live by the code
[Hook: x2]
Ok I may know me some killas
Bitch I may know me some goons
I keep them people 'round 'case them niggas actin' fool
Betta know I keeps it real, and plus my mother fuckin tool
Just know my bitch is bad, and so is her attitude
[Verse 1:]
Ok um, what it do, what it is, what it be though?
Hit the city with a bad lil' freak ho
Hop up outta the beamer that's on low pros
Two Fours, suicide on the back yo
Ridin 'round, eagle on my lap yo
Pop off, shots to ya elbow
More shells, comin through your window
All black, semis slide in the renzo
Get money, about cash, I'm a nympho
10-4, need my slice, like Kimbo
Drop top, that's only when the wind blow
See a nigga low pro, double M logo
Hold up, and I'm with a bad bitch
She thick, nothin like ya average
My pussy, make her call a nigga daddy
The bitch so sassy, she damn near had me
But I ain't trippin, cause the swag on pluto
Fly nigga he wouldn't know what to do though
Call me, Papi Chulo
Polo when I'm ridin in the culo
God damn, I'm way too gutta
Keep a toast, and I'm bout my butta
Shoot a nigga, that's on my motha
Don't believe, just ask my brotha
[Hook: x2]
Bitch I may know me some killas
Bitch I may know me some goons
I keep them people 'round 'case them niggas actin' fool
Betta know I keeps it real, and plus my mother fuckin tool
Just know my bitch is bad, and so is her attitude
[Verse 2:]
Ok I, bounce onto this beat like pogo
Know my t-shirt and boxers polo
Love me a little coco loso
Bitch ain't fuckin, that's a mother fuckin no no
Hate when they say they ain't no groupie
Trick you choose, and they already know so
Couple hours in the Cadillac fo-do
Gettin some head, suck it so slow
Hot damn, sippin on a little Rose-mo
Red bone, graduated out of Flo-Mo
Got a job and she wanna get paid mo
Add her to the pay roll, do as I say so
Six figure nigga 20 with the rape yo
Keep killas if you wonder what the K fo
Blat blat, couple shots till ya can't go
Yessir when it's about that dinero
Hit the block in the mother fuckin lambo
Double G sandals, tank top camo
Good lawd, man the nigga be swaggin
Just imagine the penthouse pattern
Pockets stay full of that cabbage
Neck and wrist stay full of them karats
Some shit you can't inherit
Me and money eloped, we married
[Hook: x2]
Ok I may know me some killas
Bitch I may know me some goons
I keep them people 'round 'case them niggas actin' fool
Betta know I keeps it real, and plus my mother fuckin tool
I don't give a fuck
They done push me to the limit the more I live
I might blow up any minute, did it again
Now I'm in the back of the paddy wagon
While this cops bragging about the nigga he's jackin
I see no justice
All I see is niggas dying fast
The sound of a gun blast
Then watch the hurst past
Just another day in the life 'G'
Gotta step lightly cuz cops tried to snippe me
The catch, they don't wanna stop at the brother man
But then they'll have an accident and pick up another man
I went to the bank to cash my cheque
I get more respect from the mutha-fuckin' dope man
The Grammy's and the American music shows pimp us like hoes
They got dough but they hate us though
You better keep your mind on the real shit
And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass hypocrites
They way they see it, we was meant to be keep down
Just can't understand why we getting respect now
Mama told me they're be days like this
But I'm pissed cause it stays like this
And now they trying to send me off to Kuwait
Gimme a break
How much shit can a nigga take
I ain't goin' nowhere no how
Better bring your guns pal
Cuz this is the day we make 'em pay
Fuck bailin' hate I bail and spray with my A-K
And even if they shoot me down
There'll be another nigga bigger
So step but you better step quick
from the mutha-fuckin' underground
Cause the clocks goin' tick and I'm sick of the bullshit
You're watching the makings of a physco-path
The truth didn't last
Before the wrath and aftermath
Who's that behind the trigger?
Who'd do yah figure!?
A mutha-fuckin night nigga
Ready to buck and rip shit up
I had enough and I don't give a fuck
Niggas!, isn't just the blacks
also a gang of mutha-fuckas dressed in blue slacks
They say niggas hang in packs and their attitude is shitty
Tell me, who's the biggest gang of niggas in the city
They say niggas like to do niggas,
Throw me in the cuffs with just two niggas
A street walkin' nigga and a beat walkin' nigga with a badge
I had to shoot yah and the pass for the blast take his cash
And that's just his luck
And bash his head in dump him at the dead in
Cause a nigga like me
don't really give a fuck
Walked in the store what's everybody staring at
They act like they never seen a mutha fucker wearing black
Following a nigga and shit
Ain't this a bitch
All I wanted was some chips
I wanna take my business else where
But where?
Cause who in the hell cares
About a black man with a black need
They wanna jack me like some kind of crack fiend
I wonder if knows that my income is more than
His pension, salary and then some
Your daughter is my number one fan
And your trife ass wife wants a life with a black man
So who's the mac in fact who's the black jack
Sit back and get fat off the fat cat
while he thinks that he's getting over
I bust a move as smooth as casanova
And count another quick meal
I'm getting paid for my traid but its still real
And if you look between the lines you'll find a rhyme
AS strong as a fuckin' nine
Mail stacked up niggas wanna act up
Let's put the gats up and throw your backs up
But the cops getting dropped by the gun shot
Usta come but he's done, now we run the block
To my brothers stay strong keep yah heads up
They know we fed up
But we they just don't give a fuck
They just don't give a fuck
I gotta give my fuck offs
Fuck you to the San FranCisco police department
Fuck you to the Marin County Sheriff department
Fuck you to the F.B.I
Fuck you to the C.I.A
Fuck you to the B-u-s-h
Fuck you to the AmeriKKKa
Fuck you to all you redneck prejudice mutha fuckas
And fuck yah
Fuck Y'all
Punk gay sensitive little dick bastards
2paclypse mutha fuckin' know
Y'all can kiss my ass and suck my dick
And my uncle Tommy's balls
Fuck Y'all
[Ace Hood]
(Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle,)
[Chorus]
Same old shit, just a different day
out here tryna get it, each and every way
momma need a house
baby need some shoes
times are getting hard
guess what I'mma do
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard
[Ace Hood - Verse 1]
Okay, I'm booked out until August
Show money deposits
See the shit then I cop it
got but a house note in my pocket
I'm on south beach with the top off
Bad bitch and her ass soft
Something outta that catalogue
She introduced to that lock jaw
and I think her name was Lisa
Or maybe it was Sheila
My chevy sittin' too high
I call that Wiz Khalifa
And I'm all about the new Franklins
Aint talkin' Aretha
Bitch my league too major
I'm hiphop Derek Jeter
And I'm still feeling my pockets
Big bass and its knocking
Yeah this be the remix
But still ride around with that rocket
I'll go walking back to my household
Featuring: Swizz Beatz, Ace Hood
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle
Hustle, hustle, hustle
Same old shit, just a different day
Out here tryna get it, each and every way
Mama need a house, baby need some shoes
Times are getting hard, guess what I'ma do
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard
Big bank in my pocket
Double up with my profit
See this shit then I cop it
Gimme that there and then drop it
Homie, hold up with my mojo
Peep the whip and the logo
24's and they low pro
I bet she fucking, I know so
Nigga ain't no doubt about it
Riding 'round with that rocket
Load it up and I cock it
Send 'bout a couple off in your nog
And hear them 808's and they knocking
Whole club and they rocking
Rose in them buckets
All my homies up in here vibing
Nigga big shit in my household
Real niggas I die for
Creeping off in that Tahoe
All about their Delogione
Nigga don't stop the party
We be getting naughty
Old kimosabe homie's
Chiefing like I'm Marley
'Cause it's the same old shit, just a different day
Out here tryna get it, each and every way
Mama need a house, baby need some shoes
Times are getting hard, guess what I'ma do
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard
Okay now, all I know is hustle
Get it off the muscle, black is my attire
Keep them sticks off in that cupboard, nigga
I be going hard, bitch, I'm going hard
I just hit the mall, you just swipe the card
I'm with a couple Latin broads
I just do menage
Fuck you other guys
Pussy telling lies
Homie, free my nigga AG
Fuck you, niggas pay me
Swagging in my saline
Two door coupe Mercedes
I am too much for you buster's
Bitches, I don't trust 'em
Fuck 'em once, I fuck 'em
Lust 'em, never love 'em
They won't play me for no sucker
Play me for no paper
Make my bitches stomp her
Alpha zeta omega
Better no one really on it
Drive it, bet I own it
Money is involved
Bet I know I'm on it
That's wording to my mother
Gotta get it one way or another
I put that on my brother
I'm out here on the corner
But it's same old shit, just a different day
Out here tryna get it, each and every way
Mama need a house, baby need some shoes
Times are getting hard, guess what I'ma do
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Renegade renegade
Feeling like I have been crucified
Haven't been the same since my daughter died
Paranormal flourish is my state of mind
Kind of... last night I took some pain killers
And I have became friends with the death dealer
Couple minutes later I was stupid now
Slowly... thinking where I have got this pistol from
Damn I was fucked up
Still wondering if my daddy has abandoned us
Lost my dog when he decide to put them... up
Left the door... jam them up hitting pain I feel my cold heart
These niggers... start have my younger put your... like is all...
Choppa stop a nigger like a cross gun
Hallucination my creation
Oh lord I am a mad man screaming salvation into the mother land
Never money over bothers man I don't think they understand
Hit the pain that was so poor is like the lions with a pack roar
Come meet the last of a dyeing breed guarantee that is some shit that you
Have never seen
Black man no college degree still I have made a way from my mother to eat
Million dollars a day I made it to peace still I am assertive to the
Fucking police
I forever be a free nigger as long as the sky is with me I will deal with
Them nigger
Paranoid only lord knows I think I see people phantom only lord know
Hallucination my creation
Big bank in my pocket
Naw nigga you trippin
Ace been off that bullshit
Like Michael Jordan and Pippen
I be riding round with bout 50
Moving and Whippin in that Bentley
Soak your mind like Yo Samity
Get more money my remedy
Lookin at a real nigga with big dough
Neck lookin like that disco
Swag unidentified Joe Doe
Doing this shit with my eyes closed
But I don't like that babababa brain cold
Hots and I'm dippin in that light slow
Talkin bout paper nigga 10 4
Moving and I'm chillin with them bad hoes
Shitting on them niggas like a asshole
Beating up the beat like car pull
Yessir Messir
My pussy ask her
Hit it then I send it back home to you
Getting to stepping Kappa
9 to 5 with my top gone
Nickname Casper
So what the fuck ya'll mad at me for
Sippin and I'm chillin with a deep throat
Thick bitch trench coat
Had to reintroduce her to the strepthroat
No hands straight jaws
Golf balls
Let go
Got theses niggas out here petro
5 when I slide in the place hoe
Any nigga beat beat death row
Flip the marder that debt flow
Why the fuck ya'll hatin on me for
Fuck you niggas I'm beast mode
Fuck you niggas who sleep holmes
Hard as a motherfucker can go
(It's so incredible)
Ace...
[Chorus:]
You ain't comin round here talkin all dat shit
Talkin bout you get all dem bricks
I'm a have to come round your way
Nigga I'm real you all too fake
And a pistol where ya mamma stay
Act like I don't know where you lay
Betta act right fo' I get uptight
Act up I'm a let da automatic spray
[x2:]
(Get em) boy there ya go
(Get em) boy there ya go
Blocka Blocka Blocka Blocka
Boy there you go
Hol' up with it, Khaled don't let me get em
Gun cocked, where his cheerin?
No talk, time to get him
Fake niggas gon' make me kill him
Make his body shiver like he naked in a river
Matter fact I'm a leave him in the river
Come and get him when it's winter
Nigga holla back
I'm gutta. I done told ya that
Rock boy bitch over bags
Say you movin them slabs of crack
See nigga you a lie like Pac is back
Man you niggas all crap
And you homies won't last
Til your somethin like paper tags
Don't make me slide the mask
To save from blast
Get his ass
[Chorus]
Now let me get em
When I walk up in the place
Put the pace in ya face
Tell em gimme dat K
Fuck niggas and they really don't think
That I know where they lay duct tape they face
Pop pop, unload dat K
Then we leave em and we find em in a couple of days
Pussy niggas know where you lay
Actin like I don't know where you stay
Runnin at ya mouth man ya niggas too fake
Tellin all the niggas that you move them thangs
What?
Y'ain't bout dat lie
Huh?
Y'ain't got no stride
Naww
You'nt really grind
Leave em in da streets til the D boys find em
Dumb niggas and they huggin on the grind
In the middle of this town
We gon' G-G-Get em
[Chorus]
Now who am I? mothafuckas wanna know
When I pull up in that rover
They know that it's over
Big holes in ya body like coasters
Creep Creep we deep with soldiers
Black holster to carry that toaster
Hot head now they callin me folgers
But still creep in adidas with the heaters, millimeters
Wanna see where yo family at
Pop pop just call me ace
Slump niggas I'm a call you dead
Click clack now ya T-shirt red
Hand em an tampon
No batteries included know that the clip be hands on
It'll take yo mans on
Leave his body slumped in the damn yard
(Get em)
(feat. Rock City)
We come from a city where the young dies
So why not get to use and push your guns high
Bout to lose and that's the reason why we must try
The streets hot from the night to the sunrise
And this is what it sounds like
Came up from the ground now
I woke up on the morning yawnin
Mind addicted to money, grab the clip and them hundreds
and half a ounce of that scummy
Ready to hit the block, tryna to seek em before they tell me
If I don't make it home, tell my mama to pray for me
I'm a get it cuz I gotta, raced in it from the bottom
Pussy nigga get shot up, so shut up and give me props
Niggas they want me dead, and I swear that it ain't no stoppin
I'ma go out and get it, just watch me pop off your socket
Play the eighth for you haters, they see me at corner packin
We the best that's the lesson, I take you pussys to college
Imagine me, I'm Gutta, to be the best is a habit
I swear that til I parish, I keep these pussys in panic
We come from a city where the young dies
So why not get to use and push your guns high
Bout to lose and that's the reason why we must try
The streets hot from the night to the sunrise
And this is what it sounds like
Came up from the ground now
Watch me move through the city, caught up in my religion
Only vision to get it, is to take it without a witness
Say that they want me dead and it's fuck em, that's my decision.
Fuck em with middle fingers, them punks in the penitentary
Walk the block with this energy, give a mug at my enemy
Tell em who they supposed to be, hang em up like a poster be
Play em like monopoly, til the end of my time I be
G.U.T.T.A, Mr. Ace double-o D, the protigy
Tell em they can follow me, only cabbage and celery
Gettin money heavily, smokin up on that privately
Ain't no vegitarians, play with me and you burn with me
Better have a pass to hit my streets with the curtosy
We come from a city where the young dies
So why not get to use and push your guns high
Bout to lose and that's the reason why we must try
The streets hot from the night to the sunrise
And this is what it sounds like
Came up from the ground now
Life from the ghetto, we be real-al
People only recognize, the real-al
Cops hate because we don't squeal-al
But we don't give a fuck bout how them feel-el
See ain't nobody stoppin way, tell them fast seat back away
Love where we come from, know where we come from
We don't care bout what them got to say
Let them know that we do not play, takin over soon as they
Let us open the door, so we can shibbi-dibbi do ba deh
We come from a city where the young dies
So why not get to use and push your guns high
Bout to lose and that's the reason why we must try
The streets hot from the night to the sunrise
And this is what it sounds like
Came up from the ground now
Okay, cold in this bitch niggas know I'm feel the snap
alleluia stack in Lord rollin cuff me 80 racks
paranoia all this money niggas know I keep that stout
hundred niggas most of em killers blow your brains on your lock
kay I have em out of..keep that hammer like on big bow
feeling nigga dope nick name kilo
every nigga round when I bite myself
bad little bitch and I gotta deep foe
rocks and chains then I know me..
fuck that ..and my nigga deep hoe
know some zone that can get a kilo
see another man watch too..
first I..now my pen
Louie Vuitton know them veins
yeah nigga ball you can watch from the steins
I fuck hoes I get dough
got much team getting rich
keep my shooters make them do
they went ..with the stick
boy I'm fly ain't no lie
probably painted on the bitch
hundred grand and I make in a week
and no complaining about the scent
yeah I'm racked up, ho a nigga don't act up
click clocked and you think he got hit it with a metro
Hook:
In the club going hard, niggas know I'm got the sack
in the kitchen whipping hard, niggas know I got the sack
and this bitch going hard niggas know I got them lake
in the kitchen whipping hard, niggas know I got the sack
Niggas standing on the couch and throwing signs on the club
VIP bitch I don't win land in the club
it's a photo shoot hands taking pictures in this bitch
summer nights got five bitches listening in this beat
got my fans with me put my niggas, feeling in the beat
I don't give a fuck I'm back on my..screen shit
get the thug like niggas like the true fuck shit
meet this..bitch I'm on my two glock shit
you niggas screw it up, put you on your news bug shit
by the found by the river feeding me see bricks
uh she nasty, she just had the same ambition
fuck the steam of the dick you should have seen this bitch
they think I'm nasty they think I'ma clean this bitch
Shawty looking so good shawty might try to clean this bitch
sight, she's not the type, not the type, be a wife
she here to pass, she's for the night
[Hook:]
Racks sex sex sex, racks sex sex sex
Racks sex sex sex, racks sex sex sex
racks sex
me you know I got it
Racks sex sex sex, racks sex sex sex
Racks sex sex sex, racks sex sex sex
bitch you know I got it
Intro:] (I do it) Blood sweat tears Ace Hood (I do it)
[Chorus:] Another day, another dollar Every twenty four I'm thinking money and the power Billsdue, money running low Plus my cousin lost her mind and had an overdose Way too many problems got me stressed out What you do when you've got seven days to move out Go n get it, go n get it, go n get it I'm out here chasing greens Go n get it, go n get it, go n get it Need it by any mean
[Verse 1:] Uh Money the root of evil guess I'm the devil then Bag full of dead faces likeAfghanistan Hundred K or better, custom made barrettas How about that paper cheddar Hopping out that bemer leather Tell em get a load of this bezel Big face and the rocks all pebbles Don't grind and a niggadon'tshine fuck yall gotta get mine Big dough, big money on mind Running like to the sun up rise Money it never sleeps got bags up under my eyes Just know I gotta get it mama very sickly plus I'm expecting twins That'sjust what heaven sent me God fearing niggathisI who in theflesh 'fore I let my people starve God bless my soul to rest
[Chorus:] Another day, another dollar Every twenty four I'm thinking money and the power Billsdue, money running low, Plus my cousin lost her mind and had an overdose With so many problems got me stressed up What you do when you've got seven days to move out Go n get it, go n get it, go n get it I'm out here chasing greens Go n get it, go n get it, go n get it Need it by any mean
[Verse 2:] OK now riding around with that rocket Niggastrying to steal my flow tho Thank you for the promo We the best still be that logo OK back upon my dough shit Sliding on in them two six Lights do, car note, baby fees plus rent Nigga justno doubtno I'm out here Tote my.9 without fear Most you niggaspussy,yeah I'm talking paps smear Lord guide me as my day go, trying get my mom off pay roll When I put her in that Benz-o, Gettin hard when them funds low I'm sick and tired of her crying, tired of nickel and dimes Look in her in her eyes but I know your son gonna rock 'Cause I'm a God fearing nigga'causeI am in theflesh Who won't let my family starve god bless my soul to rest
(feat. Dre)
[Chorus: Dre]
Leave my heart to the ghetto, rubberbands stuffed all in up, o yeahhh, o yeahh.
Get money (get money), dats the motto, hustle allday then we do the shit tommorrow,
I'm in the ghetto (ghetto), I'm in the ghetto (ghetto), gotta get it (gotta get it) dats the motto, live for today you might never see tommorow, I'm in the ghetto (ghetto), I'm in the ghetto (ghetto),
[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
See I went straight to the pros who done done it like me, breakup the flow now they holla "he a beast", from the city where there's killas & dealas & street beef, and them crackas on the corner every avenue and place, and my homies servin hard cause they livin by the day, see I do it for my family and hustled by the way, now I'm back up on the block ya see I'm cooler than them othas, certified colored sneakas, keep a fitted for the club, when I step out on the scene all dem hoes be showin love, they know that I'm the dude that be ringin thru the block, ace, ace, ace, ace, yeah fool heard it rite, I done been down to the bottom now I'm bound to see the top, my hood.
[Chorus x2: Dre]
[Hook: Dre]
You gotta love ya hood, you need to love your projects, ay get me, get me.
[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
I gotem, a couple triple beams, about an ounce of bakin soda, I got dat revenue dats hittin colda than sammie sosa, (incomprehensible)
Ya see growin up I seen alotta things I wern't supposed, so growin up I lost alotta people that were closa, dats why I stay up on my grind and only roll with soldiers, I hit the block and serve em everything away from soda, don't fuck with out the soda, sellin coke with out the cola, my clientel is strictly rock you can tell it by the odor, I keep that nino with the mac hid underneath the sofa, so if you ridin slngin tricks I suggest a coma, dem pussy niggaz want me dead so I suggest and dopa.
[Chorus x2: Dre]
[Hook: Dre]
[Verse 3: Ace Hood]
Yeah I wake up in the ghetto tryin dream a couple mill, I'm forced to get, momma shootin up and poppin pills,
Daddy on the porch with no remorse he sittin still, this be the city that never pity they would rather kill, I wipe my eyes and check my clientel who by yaself, I grab the pots and bakin soda yeah dat odor smell, dis be the hood I got connections like a phone cable, so watch where you work cause a mistake can be fatal, cause crakas searchin for dat person tho I'm undertable, can't find no witness, fuck dem snitches, dat get snitches popped, another day just talkin on the block, with a million on my glock, and a half off in my sock.
[Chorus x2: Dre]
(feat. Rick Ross)
Ace Hood, rosay
We the fucking best, maybach
It's so incredible
I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas
I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up
I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up
I do it for the hustlers and this bitch throwin their grass up
Nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga
I'm like fresh outfit, blunts they lit
And a nigga out in bout who don't buck a shit
Yeah I gave you a classic in my day view
Cashflow for the hoes I bought (straight to)
You wanna ride you can't be actin like dre foo'
N.W.A. I bet you ace played you
Hollywood hollywood I see the big lights
And I'm with my big homie ricky nigga yeah right
Every minute that my heart pump blood
Fuck what you heard momma raised a fuckin thug
Money on my mind imagine what's up in the trunk
And it get me to the life of funk driver store's thug
On the other ridges feelin like a billionaire
A got a couple mill a couple more an I'm really there
Haters talk around me fuck em like I really care
When we handle our business sorry they were never there
I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas
I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up
I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up
I do it for the hustlers and this bitch throwin their grass up
Nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga
Money ain't a thing I remain blinged up
Hundred on the chain bitch I think I'm king tuck
A nigga young and rich who feel like can't be touched
Fourty stacks for the chase no I can't see much
Unless you get the dollars still talkin cashflow
Thousand dollar bill president fidel castro
Nigga with a attitude .50 and a mac-10
Ross cool as ice cube dicky and the black chef
I'm in a heli-chopper starin at the boat docks
Good weather good weather means more flux
Look in my eyes you can tell I'm seeing so clear
I get them bitches a prison an feeling no fear
More money means more louis carry-on
When I touch your city you should see how hoes carrillo
Bitch what's my name ace fuckin hood ain't a damn thang change us
I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas
I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up
I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up
I do it for the hustlers and this bitch throwin their grass up
Nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga
Shit shit, and I'm a gettin money ass nigga
Fast with the duffle bags with the cash in it
White squares that's equivalence of mo dough
I hear my nigga ricky selling on my promo
I make it rain hoe better wear your poncho
To seek me on my TMO I get you mo slow
The good life beats side of my condo
You know the name ask jermaine on cut thoug
Wooh, you talkin funny would you fucking with the franchise
I decide how much you form the shit we let ride
I gave niggas your first startup
Showed you how to dress made the hood be a part of
Maybe I should have kept my thought off
It's all good neather he'd hit the guard off
Now you shit nigga garbage you's a rat never build for this mob shit
I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas
I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up
I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up
I do it for the hustlers and this bitch throwin their grass up
{Hook}
you aint comin round here talkin all that shit
talkin bout look at all them bricks
imma have to come around your way
nigga im real you all too fake
aint no pistol where your mama stay
act like i dont know where you lay
better act right before i get uptight
act up umma let the automatic spray
{Chorus}
get em
boy there he go
get em
boy there he go
get em
blocka blocka blocka blocka
boy there he go
get em
boy there he go
get em
boy there he go
get em
blocka blocka blocka blocka
boy there he go
{Verse 1}
Hold up, where dey at
Khaled dont let me get em
Gun cocked, where his children
No talk, time to get em
Fake niggas gon make me kill em
Make his body shiver like hes naked in a river
Matter of fact umma leave him in da river
Come and get him when its winter nigga holla back
Im gutta done told ya that
Roc boy bitch hova back
Tell ya movin dem stabs of crack
See nigga you a lie like pac is back
Bend ya niggas all cramped and ya homie wont last
See ya something like paper tags
Dont make me slide dem macs
To save one blast and get his ass
{Hook}
you aint comin round here talkin all that shit
talkin bout look at all them bricks
imma have to come around your way
nigga im real you all too fake
aint no pistol where your mama stay
act like i dont know where you lay
better act right before i get uptight
act up umma let the automatic spray
{Chorus}
get em
boy there he go
get em
boy there he go
get em
blocka blocka blocka blocka
boy there he go
get em
boy there he go
get em
boy there he go
get em
blocka blocka blocka blocka
boy there he go
{Verse 2}
Now let me get him when I walk up in da place
Put da pace in ya face tellem gimme dat cake
Fuck niggas and I really dont think
that I know where dey lay ducktape dey face
Pop pop, unload dat K
Then we leave em and we find em in a couple of days
Pussy niggas, know where you lay
Actin like I dont know where you stay
Runnin out ya mouth that ya niggas too fake
Tellin other niggas that you rule dem thangs
(Whaaaaaat)
Yee aint talk that lie
(Huuuuhhhh)
Yee aint got no stride
(Nahhhhhhhhh)
You really grind
leave em in da streets till the d-boyz find em
Dumb niggas and the honkin on da grind in the middle of the town
We gon g-g-gettem
{Hook}
you aint comin round here talkin all that shit
talkin bout look at all them bricks
imma have to come around your way
nigga im real you all too fake
aint no pistol where your mama stay
act like i dont know where you lay
better act right before i get uptight
act up umma let the automatic spray
{Chorus}
get em
boy there he go
get em
boy there he go
get em
blocka blocka blocka blocka
boy there he go
get em
boy there he go
get em
boy there he go
get em
blocka blocka blocka blocka
boy there he go
{Verse 3}
Now who am I muthafuckas, wanna know
When I pull up in a rova, they know that its ova
Big hold and ya body like coasters
Creep creep we deep with soldiers
Black hoes thatll carry that toaster
Hot head now they callin me foldiers
But still creep in adidas wit dem heatas and dem meters
When I see where your family at
Pop pop just call me ace
Slump niggas umma call you dead
Click clack then your t-shirt red
Hand em a tampon
No batteries included, know that the clip be hands on
And I take your mans arm
Leave his bodie slumped and the damned dawn
{Hook}
you aint comin round here talkin all that shit
talkin bout look at all them bricks
imma have to come around your way
nigga im real you all too fake
aint no pistol where your mama stay
act like i dont know where you lay
better act right before i get uptight
act up umma let the automatic spray
{Chorus}
get em
boy there he go
get em
boy there he go
get em
blocka blocka blocka blocka
boy there he go
get em
boy there he go
get em
boy there he go
get em
blocka blocka blocka blocka
[Intro:]
Ace Hood (Ay, Get Em Up)
Gutta (Ay, Get Em Up)
(Ay, Get Em Up) Chea
(Ay, Get Em Up) Gutta, Gutta, Hey
[Verse 1:]
I got my drop top rollin' and I'm headin to the mother land
Rippin' on that steering wheel, passenger's a duffel bag
Hundred in the louie, don't confuse me with that other cat
Engine in the truck jack, pushin like a super pack
Automatic button pad just to keep the top back
Ruby red insides, lamborghini fruit snacks
Twenty-two, that's what I shoot, you know them bitches got a mack
Back to the back of the lac incase them pussy niggas wanna jet
Know I keep that .45, turn you into Cabbage Patch
Hit you right between the eyes then leave you like an alley rat
100 for the bracelet, a track, I'm like a magnet
Hit 'em with that gutta swag, swangin with the louie rag
[Chorus:]
Say I maybe gave a damn but I never gave a fuck
Rep your city like a G then put your middle fingers up
I got that east side rollin', and that west side smoke
South side rollin with me and the north side gon
Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) [x7]
You rep your city nigga, gon' show it up
[Verse 2:]
And it go, eenie meenie mini mo, catch me slippin' never though
Know I keep that full clip, come and get cha super soak
Call me Mr. Cinemax, shoot you like a movie role
Hundred on the highway, let's see how fast the coupe can go
New Edition fit the kid, they ship the shit from england
That's me in the foreign whip, climbing like the ring-a-lings
Yes, I'm on some other shit, don't know who you fuckin with
Yes, I keep that .45, you better keep a body guard
Benz is in the parking lot so you know the block is hot
Tell em we don't give a shit and mother fuck the other side
Bitch you know I'm born to ride, H B and some murda minds
Open up the suicide doors, call it homicide
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
I got my black flag swangin and I'm bangin on some gutta shit
Just copped me a spaceship, took it from the government
White-on-white drop top, call that bitch a cool whip
Had to blow the brains out, yeah I keep it ruthless
Know you niggas mad but tell em haters I does it
Better quit that fussin, don't know what's in the bullpit
.45's a motherfucker, hit chu and your cousin
Think I gave a damn but I never gave a fuck
Got that oven heated up and bitch you lookin like lunch
Take them heaters to your gut like it's a million uppercuts
Then I dip off in the cut and throw it up, who give a fuck?
Got that vodka in my cup, bring my gangsta to the front, what's up?
[Chorus]
[Outro:]
Yea sir
We tribute mane
Woo turn up niggas
You gon stay out main forever
Yea, let's get it
I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n
I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n
The mollies I'm rollin', yea sir I'm leanin'
The mollies I'm rollin', yea sir I'm leanin'
I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n
I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n
The mollies I'm rollin', yea sir I'm leanin'
The mollies I'm rollin', yea sir I'm leanin'
Ok now jolly ranches and codeine
Purp smoke for that protein
Bad bitch and her whole team
All them hoes gon scrape beam
That pussy speakin', I talk back
Fuck once and never call back
Puerto Rican and a little black
And I knock it out with my ball bat
I say homerun and I'mma go long
Bounce around with my styrofoam
Hit my nigga one Choo Choo
He in the backroom getting hella dome
All fucked up and I'm leaned out
White bitches on cocaine
Red dope with these twin freaks
Won't remember not one name
I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm trippin', no reason
I swear, seen Jesus, for real though, I seen 'I'm
This shit that I'm sippin' impairin' my speachin'
I'm trippin', I'm whilin', you people are demons
I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n
I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n
The mollies I'm rollin', yea sir I'm leanin'
The mollies I'm rollin', yea sir I'm leanin'
I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n
I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n
The mollies I'm rollin', yea sir I'm leanin'
The mollies I'm rollin', yea sir I'm leanin'
Fall in that club and I roll up my dough
VIP Phantom with bitches and smoke
20 years in and I'm skip up in tax
Discipline but with my hash and my stack
White girls on Molly with titties like Dolly
Face like in Cajun, a Jameson body
35 groupies with feminine movie
Enema house, John Belushi
That's to make her dance, these will make 'er fuck
Money in my pocket, screw in my cut
The bar don't good till nigga see milk drop ash on silk
Gonna stall like Will
Shy to make me feel, lemme fuck you on the peel
Blue eyed, dark haired, straight from Brazil
So anabolic make a bitch catch steel
THC, smokin' on the kill
Yea, I had to get 'er
Take her to the suit and hit 'er
Skittin' all night tongue that's what I did, got called a babysitter
Black and yellow diamonds on me callin' bitch purr stealers
In the club with my niggas and we throwin' six figures
I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n
I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n
The mollies I'm rollin', yea sir I'm leanin'
The mollies I'm rollin', yea sir I'm leanin'
I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n
I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n
The mollies I'm rollin', yea sir I'm leanin'
The mollies I'm rollin', yea sir I'm leanin'
Hey I'm geek'n, I'm on it, had too much of that Henny
The party don't start here though, I got some more room in me
Need more bottles, my session, got peel hairs, they reckless
VIP like a porno and all these bitches getting naked
I'm like damn, they back
Like a nigga wanna swing this wood
Can't go on lifestyle rhyme, can't go roll with a nigga out the hood
That pussy leakin', she hallin
For better on this molly
Took you to the extreme live in the kitchen like Yo Gotti
I'm 2 hours in it, switched up the drinks, sir mean the hazel at
Don't walk in on me I'm like bruh, bruh you see this?
How she squirtin'. I did that like I never did before
Hope she ready for more rounds cuz I just have put some more in
I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n
I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n
The mollies I'm rollin', yea sir I'm leanin'
The mollies I'm rollin', yea sir I'm leanin'
I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n
I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n, I'm geek'n
The mollies I'm rollin', yea sir I'm leanin'
[intro:]
hey man
this a message to the judge
mother fuckin' da
mother fuckin' fed's
chorus:
my homie hit me on the hip
and say he outta jail
said he beat the charge
crackers let him post a bail
i told him, "ok, i'll be there in 30 minutes"
hit the interstate, the chevy on them 26's
fuck the police, and the judge too
here's a message to my hood, and my whole crew
free my niggas
free my niggas
free my niggas
free my niggas
free my niggas
free my niggas
free my nigga!
hundred miles a hour, speedin' on the interstate
i'm just tryin' to dodge the fed's and penitentiary
i keep my pistol on me strictly for my enemies
a nigga playin', bet that he put out his misery
old school, drop top, thuggin' i will not stop
see a bitch i want and make her strip just like a chop shot
fuck you
niggas
they snitchin' on everybody
free my niggas
free my niggas
that shit go for everybody
let my homie boosie go
and my nigga super zoe
i've been on that money tip
shows go for 20 more
yeah my dawg jumpin'
he already got his jury on
rocks in every pocket
he already got his money long
that's just what the real do
pussy we don't feel you
jump up out the phantom, louie sandals when i peel through
hatin' i am shell proof
yeah nigga shell proof
i almost forgot
free my nigga stan fool
chorus:
my homie hit me on the hip
and say he outta jail
said he beat the charge
crackers let him post a bail
i told him, "ok, i'll be there in 30 minutes"
hit the interstate, the chevy on them 26's
fuck the police, and the judge too
here's a message to my hood, and my whole crew
free my niggas
free my niggas
free my niggas
free my niggas
free my niggas
free my niggas
free my nigga!
i think my phone ringin'
number i don't recognize
i look up at the phone they called a couple times
so i pick up that bitch like, "who the fuck is this?"
my dawg said, "yo!"
i'm like, "oh shit!"
"what up nigga, what up nigga?"
he said, "i hit your phone just to fuck with ya"
i asked him how he up
he said, "i'm maintainin'"
cell phone in jail, i'm like i can't blame him
judge try'na give my nigga 3 to 5
lawyer try'na minimize them numbers down
he said some nigga snitchin' when they went to trial
them fed's caught him slippin', we was kind'a wild
i holler free my niggas every single concert
salute to all my homies who was 'round first
i do this for ya'll, i do this for ya'll
and soon my niggas get here we gonna fuckin' ball!
chorus:
my homie hit me on the hip
and say he outta jail
said he beat the charge
crackers let him post a bail
i told him, "ok, i'll be there in 30 minutes"
hit the interstate, the chevy on them 26's
fuck the police, and the judge too
here's a message to my hood, and my whole crew
free my niggas
free my niggas
free my niggas
free my niggas
free my niggas
free my niggas
(feat. Flo Rida)
Chea
Gutta
See whatchu have is that movement my nigga
It's Flo Rida, Ace Hood homie
[Chorus: Flo Rida]
You know my face good while they ask me on deck, Flo Rida and Ace cause the ghetto got next, my face good, my face good in the hood, my face good yeahh, You know my face good while they ask me on deck, Flo Rida and Ace cause the ghetto got next, my face good, my face good in the hood, my face good yeahh, from the streets to the block to the trap to the hood, I neva got a problem let me getcha understood, my face good, my face good in the hood, my face good heyyy.
[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
Chea, 1988 momma birthed a fuckin G, I tell her fuck a bottle gimme Hennesey to drink, the only drink allowed to put me in my deeper sleep, wake up in the morning on the corner no school fa me, nigga bought them peaches that be preachin servin work and trees, had a Visa Card hella stacks and only 17, my face is good in the hood I was servin beans, a real nigga they salute you when you getting green, the youngest niggas on the block totin 17s, the AR is tucked in side of my denim jeans, so show your past or get stretched like a flat screen, I'm certified and born to ride "I am the streets".
[Chorus: Flo Rida]
You know my face good while they ask me on deck, Flo Rida and Ace cause the ghetto got next, my face good, my face good in the hood, my face good yeahh, from the streets to the block to the trap to the hood, I neva got a problem let me getcha understood, my face good, my face good in the hood, my face good heyyy.
[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
Chea, I'm in that butta pecan bimmer creepin thru the hood, gotta keep it gutta mafuckas knew a nigga would, but I gotta pass courtesy of me and face good, in the streets of my city block in my damn hood, where niggas take your life for free like a canned good, I'm certified me and Flo Rida remain hood, betta state yo presence when you step in thru a man's hood, or you get caught up with them choppas leave you dead holmes, cause even in the middle of the hood you got a dead zone, red zone fake face do yo head gone, I'm from the city niggas die to pay a cell phone, it ain't right this life getcho bang on.
[Chorus: Flo Rida]
You know my face good while they ask me on deck, Flo Rida and Ace cause the ghetto got next, my face good, my face good in the hood, my face good yeahh, from the streets to the block to the trap to the hood, I neva got a problem let me getcha understood, my face good, my face good in the hood, my face good heyyy.
[Verse 3: Ace Hood]
Chea, and I was the low key nigga posted by the front do, young dreadlock niggas rockin them Dickies and a torch, got a house a red band gotta keep me on the porch, look I don't give a fuck cause these crackas show no remorse, tryin serve a nigga murder but neva heard of the source, they ask me where I got the weed from then I serve em feed some, tryin put my finga prints all on a clean gun, a real nigga neva born to be a snitch, neva knew I'd be rich but the streets made ki's, and since a (incomprehensible) a nigga stayed in the mix, neva snitchin on a bitch, and the Feds know shit, payed my dues to the real on the bricks.
[Chorus: Flo Rida]
That's the way
Chorus:
I see the money come, see the money go
It ain't trickin if you got it that's one thing for sure
Stand us high it's the chewy low
One thing for certain you can't lose no offer chasing dough
That's an errythang that's an errythang
See no paper coming go just like the weather change
That's an errythang that's an errythang
Gotta watch these b*tches 'cause they argue playin errrythang.
I got a pocket full of that green shit
Get getting hair... b*tch who made the...
Hair great talking tony the title
... ride mercedes I call it delilah
24 foes... toes just the cook came from the beach that's from the...
I watch my money pump never see it go
Hit the club and watch me blowing like a saxophone
Yes I'm errythang, I'm talking errythang so my jeweler I got 50 from my
Pimpy rain
Straight cash I'lll be out the... never was no loco joko
Don't' say I aint' told you
Chorus:
I see the money come, see the money go
It ain't trickin if you got it that's one thing for sure
Stand us high it's the chewy low
One thing for certain you can't lose no offer chasing dough
That's an errythang that's an errythang
See no paper coming go just like the weather change
That's an errythang that's an errythang
Gotta watch these b*tches 'cause they argue playin errrythang.
I say my family good family good, my niggas too
I just bought my b*tvh a bean and I call the boo
I'm chasing money you niggas chasning...
We call em... we call em...
... I'm do the... burning here telling lose control
... my paper confortthan I guess these niggas money nerd
That's an errythang you a real nigga, b*tvhing I'm pumping by muself
Cause I don't feel niggas, I feel yes on errrythang
I'm here in the club tonight b*tch I'm walking errrythang
[Chorus:]
Went to.the dealer shit hundred... cash
Brand new sale 50 drop that on the...
Better get you on red that off the...
That's on errrythang... got that... swing
Stuck in own em... in your... swag so illegal house is the biggest...
That's some other shit... with my other b*tch
Poppin that mother ship my pistol got that... grip
Real nigga so... better watch these niggas 'cause they...
That's real... money my order that's errythang
Don't say ain't try I told you
now i've been through so much shit in my life dog and i can't take it
and i can see my goals right in front of my eyes, talking i'm gonna make it
and you can bet your box of dollars, that i won't quit, nah, not me
and i'ma keep pushing, hustling, … my grind, yeah
triple black … in the city day dreaming
sipping … duck behind the…
ride in the 2012 hell they ain't seen it
rolling on a arm blue…
folder… when i ride by
pistol on me, see my haters through my side eye
i just drive by, all my bitches top notch
reminiscence how i'm living boy does time fly
in a state of mind, or in a state 95
in conversation with gods who stay in suit and ties
7 figures, i'd figured that i would beat the odds
sorry that's your lady fucking over nigga broads
never mind me, i'm just a black man
let them tell it i won't make it less i'm …skin
say my past i jealous of all my future plans
cause i'm 7 figures up they say i never care
i'm involved with them conversations
so when they talking phantoms i just might elaborate it
dream chasing, fuck haters, mama crib gave it
… had 2 babies looking like they damn daddy
still at it, the swag is so illmatic, it's so illmatic
i'm day dreaming the instrumental…
now i've been through so much shit in my life dog and i can't take it
and i can see my goals right in front of my eyes, talking i'm gonna make it
and you can bet your box of dollars, that i won't quit, nah, not me
and i'ma keep pushing, hustling, … my grind, yeah
back at it, feeling like crack addicts
doing your main lady, i'm sorry, it's bad habits
she in love with the life, i deliver the type
i'm addicted to money, i usually say it twice, yeah
lord blessed me in the major way, negotiation with money
my only major pain
now my lady's problems ain't that damn bad
went from time to find a dollar to them brown bags
now it's louie,…every hand bag
ask my lady, she gonna do whatever i desire
rip that ass like a brand new pair work pliers
… twice highers…
asian bitch who love street fighters
23 i've been through hell and back
still i promise mama… back
now i've been through so much shit in my life dog and i can't take it
and i can see my goals right in front of my eyes, talking i'm gonna make it
and you can bet your box of dollars, that i won't quit, nah, not me
OK now purple stuff in my styrofoam
Sippin' slow while they blowin' strong
All I need is my dirty sprite
All I need is her super dome
Drapped up & I'm dripped out
K-dup and my pistol out
Bad bitch, she thick as fuck
And I'm tryna see what that pussy 'bout
Bust it open for a real nigga
Bust it open for a trill nigga
Touchdown, What up H-Town?
Lonley the Pimp this ones for you!
Bun B my nigga Thrae The Truth
Still in the Coupe when I'm double deuce
Still in the Hood on that purple food
You better know what I'm sippin' ain't grape juice
I be floatin through the city, let my chain swang
Hoy you living young nigga? Tryna maintain
Get money, Fuck lames
All my lil niggas on the same page
Spittin' racks when I'm up in nema's
Gimme head, she gon' catch the semen
Hatin' on me? Nigga so what
Know what? (Pour up)
Double Cup & I'm winnin' (I said it) (x3)
F-Fuck them niggas, I'm in it
Double Cup & I'm winnin' (pour up) (x3)
F-Fuck them niggas, I'm in it
Gangsta nigga, I'm 'bout it
I'm Trill as fuck so don't doubt it
Tell me what's the happs
Cuz you know I'm strapped
A nigga never leave home with out it
I'm posted up in that Cadi
I'm twisting up a big fatty
And it's full of Dro and Imma mack your hoe
And you know she callin' me daddy
I'm a Trill OG and I earned it
That G-Code, nigga I learned it
So when I saw the dough they had for me bro
I just grabbed the knob and I turned it
I wanted bread so I chased it
And I got so close I could taste it
Then I played the deck and got my respect
So nigga I'm the King now just face it
I'm in the house and I'm chillin'
My mind on cash and I'm willin'
I'm on a paper chase with no time to waste
So I give a fuck how you feelin'
I'm sideways on that buck
My setas is stitched and they tucked
You ain't down with that
Then Imma hide your hat
And your ass would be outta luck, wassup?
Double Cup & I'm winnin' (x3) (yuh) (hold up)
F-Fuck them niggas, I'm in it
Double Cup & I'm winnin' (already) (x3)
F-Fuck them niggas, I'm in it
Shit, Well it's that young nigga
From the South Side, of the U.S.A
I need calimine l-lotion cuz
A nigga music bumpin'
A nigga came from nothin to sayin nevermind
To the pretty girls in the magazines
Yo girlfriend look like Maxime
My phonebook full of Billy Jean's
Condoms made out them limousine's
I been a fiend for that codeine
Since Martin Luther was like 13
F-fuck then Queenz cuz I'm a King
Put 5% on everything
I done threw 10 on top of 10
Bumper kit on bumper kit
Threw my last bitch on my new bitch
Then threw 10 on my fuckin git
I done came down,
Hold it down for that H-town
I'mma take the crown
Sippin' Hen don't fuck with crying
But I'mma just drop this 4 for 9
And free my cousin that's doing time
I'mma pay the lawyer but I hope you down
To hold it down for a real nigga
Young Kirko a young Trill nigga
[talking: Ace Hood]
Ace Hood
Street certified
I'm a tell you one thang, don't get caught
Slippin' out on these streets homeboy, keep your
Eyes and ears open ya undastand
Cause it might go down
[Chorus: Ace Hood]
When the traps side up and the mac slow down, you better hit the deck cause it might, don't get caught slippin' yea it might go down, don' t get caught slippin' cause it might go down. Keep an eye on yo nigga, runnin round town, yea that little boy tellin' so it might go down, don't get caught slippin', yea it might go down, don't get caught slippin' yea it might go down.
[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
Young nigga seventeen, tryin' get money, niggas laugh about the dough but really ain't shit funny, just watch who you serve with them birds little buddy, any fiend ain't fiend if you see em' look funny, you better tell ya team you don't need that money, that shit smell funny, you ain't gettin' shit from me, I stacked a couple hundred fiends on these somethin', that white keep comin', tell tha boy to keep bumpin', well watch these folks keepin' enemies close an any nigga kin to me betta not fold, he say he a friend to me but snitchin' to the po', he waitin' on a court to tell the judge what he know, price on his head he'll be dead by fo', so homie don't slip, or you could be him, no speakin' on the phone cause them Feds get tips, don't get caught slippin', cause it might be them.
[Chorus: Ace Hood]
When the traps side up and the mac slow down, you better hit the deck cause it might, don't get caught slippin' yea it might go down, don' t get caught slippin' cause it might go down. Keep an eye on yo nigga, runnin round town, yea that little boy tellin' so it might go down, don't get caught slippin', yea it might go down, don't get caught slippin' yea it might go down.
[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
And I won't be slippin', the boy's on a mission, only vision of winnin' and my sight is on a million, servin' that white girl to any nigga wan get it, and fresh Louis linen dawg can call that pimpin', that thang on my side homeboy I ain't slippin', ya boys off snitchin' tell them niggas ain't with, it might go down so watch you do a round, niggas creep in the town leave bodies left on the ground, (don't get caught slippin'), cause the choppa get down, I spend in all black (incomprehensible) so keep away the fakin' ain't a real nigga round, if you eva go down stay loyal to ya fam, and you don't know shit neva snitchin' on the mound, and homie don't slip cause it might go down, yea homie don't slip cause it might go down, and homie don't slip cause it might go down.
[Chorus: Ace Hood]
When the traps side up and the mac slow down, you better hit the deck cause it might, don't get caught slippin' yea it might go down, don' t get caught slippin' cause it might go down. Keep an eye on yo nigga, runnin round town, yea that little boy tellin' so it might go down, don't get caught slippin', yea it might go down, don't get caught slippin' yea it might go down.
[Verse 3: Ace Hood]
And I run my city, I own my town, can't anotha man come and disrespect my grounds, ya eyein' ma nigga, ya want somethin' with em', you wannna come get it, you'll be dodgin' ma missiles, yea boy it went down, ya homie done slipped, and now he in a coffin on a first class trip, yea boy it went down, ya homie done slipped, and now he in a coffin on a first class trip.
[Chorus: Ace Hood]
I got some real niggas in this bitch
Real niggas big on ride it is
Now who you do it fo’?
I do it for the streets, the people, the haters, we need ‘em
The ones who done been doubtin’ and turned them folks in believers
For the struggle, the hustle, my momma, I love you
I taught me how to get it, I got this shit from the muscle
From the block, the gutter, the bottom, we thuggin’
I beat this shit for y’all and I guarantee that they love it
Who you do it fo’?
Now who you do it fo’?
If I got a night just waste me in Versace gear
I pay for all them pussies, then they hate and spit
Put my casket, rob me eighty to a hundred thou
Nothing less than love, you shall be ballin’ down
Realest nigga and it ain’t up for debation
I do it for them hustlers all over the nation
Look in my eyes, see what I see
Heir my brother’s people, eat what I eat
Word to my momma, bitch I’m tryna die a legend
Pray to god my second home is gon reside in heaven
Pushing that Phantom like it’s a coup
No top on my lady, drop off the roof
Young and I’m thuggin’, blessed in a bunus
Whatcha know ‘bout getting money? Errand in the summer
Did it and done it. Bring it, you want it
I got an answer for your question
I do it for the streets, the people, the haters, we need ‘em
The ones who done been doubtin’ and turned them folks in believers
For the struggle, the hustle, my momma, I love you
I taught me how to get it, I got this shit from the muscle
From the block, the gutter, the bottom, we thuggin’
I beat this shit for y’all and I guarantee that they love it
Who you do it fo’?
Now who you do it fo’?
I do it for the niggas in the peniten
Who barely see the sun, that’s cuz they doin’ bids
I pray for all you phantoms away from your kids
Cross through many nights cuz I lost one half of a twin
That’s why I’m livin’ life cuz I might die tomorrow
This watch is disrespectful, I might catch a charge
Pull up on my ex I’m like wudup bitch?
This shit I’m drivin’ cost a quarter fuck a dumb shit
Back on the block, strapped with the Glock
No tint on the Phantom, see what you not
23, only majored in getting money
Do it for the ones who made a way from nothin’
Shout out them dope boys
Shout out you go getters
One for them broke homies, two for the rich niggas
I was a man when my daddy wasn’t
I got an answer for your question
I do it for the streets, the people, the haters, we need ‘em
The ones who done been doubtin’ and turned them folks in believers
For the struggle, the hustle, my momma, I love you
I taught me how to get it, I got this shit from the muscle
From the block, the gutter, the bottom, we thuggin’
I beat this shit for y’all and I guarantee that they love it
Who you do it fo’?
Now who you do it fo’?
[Dj khaled:]
I do these for the hood
I do this for the streets
I do this for the ghetto
This mixtape is called ace won't fold
Ace hood
Broward county
We are different people
Born alone I'ma die alone nigga, a renegade
We are different people, we are
We are different people, we are
We are different people, check
... different aspirations, preach, different aspirations
Different aspirations,
Mama was a hustler, daddy was a dead beat
Chance of me out the hood was rarer than some red meat
Pistol on my night stand, now I lay me down to sleep
I believe in god but deep inside resides the beast in me
Nightmares of being broke, never seem to be a joke
Sliding with that 44, and my life's been revoke
Blind, erase the real g, paid and I'm still me
Real love the real, I don't respect them niggas in between
I'm like achilles from the troy movie, that do some damage like a full uzi
I am nothing like you other dudes
Same come and goes but we got different views
Snitching under pressure that's a never do
Took the lawyer niggas with me as I'm making moves
Talking tough one with to that killer with you in the booth
I'm prepared to die, question is, are you?
We are different people, we are
We are different people, we are
We are different people, check
... different aspirations, preach, different aspirations, preach
Different aspirations, preach, different aspirations
They I'll will, I'm prepared to die,
I got the blueprint of how to talk that 45
Surprise, realize I can't be fucked with a no scale
Not the hoes, not the money, the swag
Now my g code, I'ma spray and reload
Hit your toe with a tag,
Niggas hood with it, your ace was good with it
He got that ace, I got the spades
Getaway car, we ready for the way,
Or whatever
I can't be stopped, no... I'm the next sun
Half of million dollars up and get some
Burn on my waist I'm hollow shelling, come get some
I flip, you ain't murder around,
Yeah,... nigga with the blood clot, don't get blood shot
Murder ain't shit for me, I love taking mug shots
Love taking bitches from paris down to jamaica
Love sitting on the flow of rihanna watching the lakers
I'm a bad boy ain't seen puff in years though
But I keep some b.I.g. off in my ear lobes, hood
We are different people, we are
We are different people, we are
We are different people, check
... different aspirations, preach, different aspirations, preach
Different aspirations, preach, different aspirations
Mama was a hustler, daddy was a dead beat
Chance of me out the hood was rarer than some red meat
Pistol on my night stand, now I lay me down to sleep
Now I lay me down to sleep, now I lay me down to sleep
It's me again
Uhh, killin niggas, killin niggas
Yeah boy I'm killin niggas
Put your trigger finger in the air
If you're killin niggas.
Killin' niggas, yeah boy I'm killin niggas
Put the trigger finger in the air if you...
Killin niggas just for fun and I ain't talkin... duty
I love money that's the only thing that moves me
Guess I'm a mother f*cker...
Asshole for the cash flow I deal... mother f*cka
... like is an afro
Swimming in the money b*tch nigga back...
Money overweight pocket on fat so
Pockets on fat so what the f*ck you niggas...
I'm talking shit like a mother f*cker receive a row
I got this p**sy like it's... type of money it's allergic...
In the instrumental... for my...
I'm killin shit is and that's what I do
You niggas... juice
I do it big and I don't...
Pistol on me, bang bang... shut... re die
And I ain't talking about for the period... dick george...
Chorus
Uhh, killin niggas, killin niggas
Yeah boy I'm killin niggas
Put on an instrumental b*tch nigga
Killin niggas that's your home I won't play...
Yeah I'm killin nigga
oh, holly … fuck your click, the homies
i get money, pay…
just know my kardashian she ain't talking…
and these bitches all up on my dick,
but i ain't talking moby
they say my swagger super dumb, but hey, i graduated
i got that shit, that will make your bitch, will get you penetrated
and the freaky shit … i'll make…
uh, plus a nigger upon these boys
illustrate the silly ass, niggers way i kill 'em like the..
turn 'em into milkshake
serve 'em at the jumbo juice
all you niggers super sweet like candy at the carnival
riding through my city… but i'm out of…
see me fucking shoes? me in …
rear bottom, you can spot 'em like the…
i'm a fly nigger, but you know it though
a million dollar nigger, only twenty fours
check me out, check me out
that new ferrari, let's test it…
dummies on my neck .. let's test it out
ok, let's crack this bitch, i go, but i know my fucking name
..and that shit go where she think, that hip on me is major pain.
.. you should be ashamed, …
intercept your bitch, now that's the ball game!
just keep on still flow, that won't..
but hey!
chorus:
now when i'm out, can you see me?
i know you're watching like i'm your tv
now check me out, now check me out
yeah, you see these shoes ?
they don't come out
we're talking money,
that's what we're about
now check me out, check me out!
now check me out, check me out!
you check me out, yeah, yeah!
twenty free and got a billion dollars mind, friend
spend forty thousand dollars for my time frame.
dollars in my belt, the wars, time change
triple black ferrari, call him bruce wayne!
mr. hood h will probably..
fuck them bitches talking…
i bought the.. with.. louis vuittons
but i know i run the shit like…
..kill 'em like the hollers do
say my flow is super sick, diagnose with…
bye, bye you, berry you, ain't matter where they get that too
…got you paused but i need that coop
check me out when i come through
fuck you and your momma …
ask anybody … you're talking shit…
that's silly nigger, he in the…
i holler free my niggers, and they ain't talking..
my whip go.. shut up my nigger, feel it
shut up my nigger, kill it for i'm a…
yeah, check this out!
chorus:
now when i'm out, can you see me?
i know you're watching like i'm your tv
now check me out, now check me out
yeah, you see these shoes ?
they don't come out
we're talking money,
that's what we're about
now check me out, check me out!
now check me out, check me out!
(feat. Jazmine Sullivan & Rick Ross)
Ace Hoooood!
[Jazmine Sullivan:]
People said I wouldn't make it (make it)
That I'd never get to the top
There was nothing they could say that would make me stop
So I had to keep pushing (pushing)
Through the pain and the tears
All the things I've been through is why I'm standing here
That's why they can't tell me nothing (nothing)
They can't tell me nothing (nothing)
They was wrong, this the song of a champion (champion)
That's why they can't tell me nothing (oh nothing)
They can't tell me nothing (oh nothing)
Let me see your hands up if you a champion
[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
Coming up I use to watch TV
Look up at the screen
Then look at my mama
Tell her ma that's gon' be me
She said son you gon' be great
I knew it from the start
Your daddy was a poet
That's how he captured my heart
It's in my blood, you ask me why I keep it real
Like [? ] asking how a nigga feel
Imagine how it feels
Waking up to nothing is enough to give you chills
Waking up to nothing is enough to make you kill
Enough to bring your daughter on a heist, it's unreal
You said you gotta song living life unreal
That's why I put my life in every song I kill
Sing it girl
[Chorus:]
That's why they can't tell me nothing (oh nothing)
They can't tell me nothing (oh nothing)
They was wrong, this the song of a champion (champion)
That's why they can't tell me nothing (oh nothing)
They can't tell me nothing (oh nothing)
Let me see your hands up if you a champion
[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
I had a job too niggas, so what?
You haters make me laugh, how you hatin so much
Go head and do the math
Watch the numbers add up
Picture me and Khaled rollin to the grammys smashed up
Keep running to The Runners when it's time to make a (beat)
I'm gunning at you suckas who ain't try'na feel this sh**
My ambitons as a rider blastin' out a niggas whip
Throwing up a peace sign to all my hustlas on the strip
Top down in the chevy yea you know I keep it pimpin
And my pistol heavy niggas know that ain't slippin
Know that I'm on the grind niggas know that ain't slippin'
My faith is on the line so you know I ain't slippin'
You trippin' and that's why
[Chorus:]
That's why they can't tell me nothing (nothing)
They can't tell me nothing (nothing)
They was wrong this the song of a champion (champion)
That's why they can't tell me nothing (oh nothing)
They can't tell me nothing (oh nothing)
Let me see your hands up if you a champion
(Let's break it down for em...)
Ladies put your hands up high
(Came too far now to give up)
We gotta keep reaching for the sky
(It don't even matter say what you want)
Fellas put your hands up in the sky
(Nothing you could say that'll make me stop)
We gotta keep reaching for the sky
(I'm a keep going till I reach the top, and that's why)
[Rick Ross:]
Definitely livin' the life
I gravitated to the light
I sacrIficed a decade
Now it's times every night
Let them suckas' spectate
'Cause shorty I expect that
We still touching big weight
And surely I invest that
Break it down the best way
'Cause I know how to stretch that
Haters talking sideways
And I could never stress that
Ready for the war though
I would never compromise
Mami call me Gordo
You shine like summer time
[Chorus: x2]
That's why they can't tell me nothing (nothing)
They can't tell me nothing (nothing)
They was wrong this the song of a champion
(I'm a champion and that's why)
That's why they can't tell me nothing (oh nothing)
They can't tell me nothing (oh nothing)
Let me see your hands up if you a champion
People said I wouldn't make it (make it)
That I'd never get to the top
There was nothing they could say that would make me stop
So I had to keep pushing (pushing)
Through the pain and the tears
We the best def jam
I introduce you to ace
Ace lets get money
Cash flow... (haha)
It's too easy nigga (bankroll)
We don't count money no mo
We weight that shit
(Rick Ross Adlibs)
Let's get it...
(Ace Hood Verse)
Eh knock knock, bang bang
Where the cash at
If u ain't got it leave you bloody like a tampax
Come up swinging at you thugs aflac
Then I fall in the sway back may back
See I'm back for da money like I left dat
See I be runnin on the route where da cash go (where da cash go)
And any nigga interfering with the cash flow so he can get pumped on like Citgo
Make his body bounce bounce like a 64
Tall clips chrome lips see the big gold
I'm a duffle bag boy like I move coke big crack threw tha music so the flow dope
I keep my money ova bitches til da door close
I need money like a bitch need dick mo
I'm tryna c it like a muhfuckin castro rubber bands in my pants and a swift bankroll
(T-Pain Chorus)
I'll tell ya one thang don't play about mine
I be bangin on your front door wit da nine
Ima come see ya (see ya)
Ima come see ya (see ya)
I need all my dough not a dolla short
And if u don't have it den u gotta go
Ima come see ya(see ya) hey hey we put our hands
In da sky let em kno dat we bout that
Cash flow... I need it on time I'm
Talkin bank roll my money my money my money
Cash flow... I need it
On time I'm talkin bank roll my money my money my money...
(Ace Hood Verse)
And where my money young niggaz gotta have that
Rubber bands by the grands in a big bag
Pockets fat like I'm carrying a backpack
A couple grand for the louie band napsack
Understand I'm the man who you can't match
Moneyman minivan full of brown bags
Better grand anyman never top that
Cause money and the gat pop those straps
Getting loot in the top drop right back
I ain't playin creep ya avenue and I'll blast
Bust shots like a new year day blast
And I ride all day like a buss pass
Grindin hard for the bread and the cash flow
Kick doors wave 4's where da cash go (where da cash go)
I'm trying to see it like a mutha fuckin castro
Rubber bands in my pants and a swift bankroll
(T-Pain Chorus Repeat)
I'll tell ya one thang don't play about mine
I be bangin on your front door wit da nine
Ima come see ya (see ya)
Ima come see ya (see ya)
I need all my dough not a dolla short
And if u don't have it den u gotta go
Ima come see ya(see ya) hey hey we put our hands
In da sky let em kno dat we bout that
Cash flow... I need it on time I'm
Talkin bank roll my money my money my money
Cash flow... I need it
On time I'm talkin bank roll my money my money my money...
(Rick Ross Adlibs)
Ace I see you nigga
Trilla
You m o b now nigga
You untouchable
(Rick Ross Verse)
Big money in the dope hole
See the beamers when ya pull up in the dope home (my money)
Seventeen and he got his own kilo
Running green nigga living like nino
Ridin clean wax sittin for the c note
It ain't green get it back with tha c loc
Momma dead broke daddy fucked up
I'm'a make them come and hit me with the recoup
God dammnit I'm still in the dope spot
Why the fuck you think I pull up in a dope car
Gold shoes stepping out with a dope bitch cartel
So she gotta suck four dicks I d me v I p dj khaled m o b
Girls so hot ace so cold takin bets ace won't fold
(T-Pain Chorus Repeat)
I'll tell ya one thang don't play about mine
I be bangin on your front door wit da nine
Ima come see ya (see ya)
Ima come see ya (see ya)
I need all my dough not a dolla short and if u don't have it den u gotta go
Ima come see ya(see ya) hey hey we put our hands
In da sky let em kno dat we bout that
Cash flow... I need it on time I'm
Talkin bank roll my money my money my money
Cash flow... I need it
On time I'm talkin bank roll my money my money my money...
Ooh yeah, oooh yeahhh,
Ace hood, Konvict Music,
I know they want us to stop,
But we immune to lose it,
Hey,
Hey,
[Chorus:]
I can't stop gettin this money now,
Cause I'm out here livin this hustlas life.
I be workin all day but no 9 to 5,
And you know we don't play when it's time to grind. That's how it goes,
You wanna get that dough.
I'm makin it but I'm still hungry,
But whatever it takes I gotta go get this money.
[Verse 1:]
When I first jumped in the game I was 7 years old,
Drop a model get the money, give a fuck about a ho.
Servin' porcelain to people left a brick up in my coat,
Always told to eat fast,
Never snitchin was the code.
I would never post pone cause the money get gone,
Never waitin by the phone gotta get it on your own.
Real niggas get paid every second of the day,
Hit the mall blow a quote that I can't fit in this phrase,
Just know it's two colors in that Def Jam chain,
Lil money wanna scam,
Bitch I'm outta your range.
Make way,
Feed me,
Gotta get this money.
Smokin nothin but the best yeah the boy so flooded, and I still want money...
[Chorus:]
I can't stop gettin this money now,
Cause I'm out here livin this hustlas life.
I be workin all day but no 9 to 5,
And you know we don't play when it's time to grind. That's how it goes,
You wanna get that dough.
I'm makin it but I'm still hungry,
But whatever it takes I gotta go get this money.
[Verse 2:]
See niggas shut down,
My money keeps comin.
You niggas take breaks,
My team keeps runnin.
They bring me back bags,
Louis vitton somethin.
Don't really know the price,
Just know it costs money,
And when it comes to money,
They know it ain't nothin,
Throw a 100 on jewels,
Make it back up on a monday.
Why niggas tryna floss,
They ballin outta budget.
Everyday on the grind,
Bitch my mind is on my money.
Tell 'em roll up the trees,
And deliver me the scummy.
Forget a 9 to 5,
Overrated me to quit.
Now a day since legit,
I get it opposite legit.
Me and my nigga 'Kon so addicted to the chips.
He gon let you know the script...
[Chorus:]
I can't stop gettin this money now,
Cause I'm out here livin this hustlas life.
I be workin all day but no 9 to 5,
And you know we don't play when it's time to grind. That's how it goes,
You wanna get that dough.
I'm makin it but I'm still hungry,
But whatever it takes I gotta go get this money.
[Verse 3:]
And whatever it takes,
Ace Hood bout money.
How much for the chain?
I spend bout a 100.
See you can dim the lights,
But my wrist still sunny.
They know I'm on the block,
And my fitted in the glock.
Dickies cut with a frame,
And a half up in my sock,
Gotta get it anyway,
And keep it level from the cops.
Bitch I never play the grind,
First rule off top.
I been in it for the dough,
You niggas need props .
I'm just in it for the guap,
100 million in the pot.
Only know to go get it
So the printer don't stop.
Grab 50 hit a lot,
And go and dump it on the drop.
I'm starvin like marvin,
It ain't no give and bargin, like target.
[Chorus:]
I can't stop gettin this money now,
Cause I'm out here livin this hustlas life.
I be workin all day but no 9 to 5,
And you know we don't play when it's time to grind. That's how it goes,
You wanna get that dough.
I'm makin it but I'm still hungry,
[Ace Hood:]
Ace Hood, homie
Gutta, Gutta... Ace Hood... Brisco, let's go
Cause I got my cash on check
My swag on check
Bitches dey love my dick dey need to gizzay no shiit
Rollin on dem thangs
And ? next
Hata blockas is on, they can't tell me shit cause
[Brisco:]
Cause I don't see ya'll
Cause I don't see ya'll
Cause I don't see ya'll
Cause I don't see ya'll
Nigga get on my level!
[Ace Hood:]
A to the C to the E to the H double O-D
Bitch I'm raised up in the streets
Keep it G-U-T-T-A
For my niggas servin yay
Movin weight and servin' packages dat pack it in the crate
We don't count dat cash every duffel gets weighed
Big money I'm paid bitch I'm feelin my soul
You could tell I'm gettin money Louie V San Do
And I wish a nigga'd make a move himself
[Brisco:]
See, I get money
It's comin' out my ass
And I don't fuck with hoes if dey ain't about cash
Opa Locka goon, 4 chevys and da dirtbike
I open up mah trap
Shit get back on da 1st night
Catch me in da Porsche
Or maybe on da porch
And we don't get jailed cause we don't go to court
Yeah, nigga stuntin'
Ya homeboy frontin'
Talkin dat shit but... he ain't bout nothin
[Chorus: Ace Hood]
Cause I got my cash on check
My swag on check
Bitches dey love my dick dey need to gizzay no shiit
Rollin on dem thangs
And ? next
Hata blockas is on, they can't tell me shit cause
[Brisco:]
Cause I don't see ya'll
Cause I don't see ya'll
Cause I don't see ya'll
Cause I don't see ya'll
Nigga get on my level!
[Brisco:]
I'm lookin for a hood rat, hood rat, call her Stacy
She cuss real bad, and she still throw Maceys
I want it so bad, please someone pace me
Try and say a hater we don't sue, come hate me
Boty boy boty boy, dese chopp's hit dis boty boy
Bag his ass up E class, keep da party goin'
Yes sir, I'm certified 3-0
?, tell dem niggas come and see ?
[Ace Hood:]
And I'm a come see him blast like an airbag
Make his body bounce, bounce, 25 shell count
Pussy nigga listen you don't listen you get hit with 50 missiles
leave you livin with da dead, understand dat?
I got some bitches and niggas dat wanna bandwag
I double up with da jewels and let da pants sag
100 stacks in da bag, now where da cash at?
Yes, I am blind to you hatas I got cataracts!
[Chorus: Ace Hood]
Cause I got my cash on check
My swag on check
Bitches I love my dick dey need to gizzay no shiit
Rollin on dem thangs
And ? next
Hata blockas is on, they can't tell me shit cause
[Brisco:]
Cause I don't see ya'll
Cause I don't see ya'll
Cause I don't see ya'll
Cause I don't see ya'll
Nigga get on my level!
[Brisco:]
What it do, what it is
See I don't talk to police and I don't play with kids, uh
I'm gutta, gangsta, projects
I know da block hot but I'm a open up regardless.
[Ace Hood:]
Yeah, and dey don't write dat couple gone topless
Vacant on da I, we a hunned and five
Me and Bris bout cash we let it blow in da skies
Not dat's blow money neva had no money
[Brisco:]
Now I'm da shit, believe dat (Whoah)
I know I got paper I just want a lil' mo'
I know you bitches talkin, so just talk a lil' mo'
Cause baby I'm me, and ya'll niggas hoes
Let's go
[Ace Hood:]
And I'm gone, my nigga you know I got em
See, I am just a product, receivin' all profit
See niggas wanna hate, tell em silly rabbit, stop it
See, me and Bristar outta space like martians
[Chorus: Ace Hood]
Cause I got my cash on check
My swag on check
Bitches I love my dick dey need to gizzay no shiit
Rollin on dem thangs
And ? next
Hata blockas is on, they can't tell me shit cause
[Brisco:]
Cause I don't see ya'll
Cause I don't see ya'll
Cause I don't see ya'll
Cause I don't see ya'll
[Ace Hood:]
So baby hollah at a G
I keep you away from prankstaz
You can be my mistress, I can be ya gangsta
Seen you on the money rockin bring me back the paper
Give you back half just for doin me dat favor
And yeah dats a thug's move
Show you what a thug do
Beat it while I feed it to you good like soulfood
Forget about old dude, call him Mr.used too
I can put it down like the top of my new Coop
Baby dats roofless
Tell ya what the truth is
Niggahz can't hit it right
Den baby he useless
I'm a yung thug, give it to you with my Chews on,
Shoes on, just incase a yungin gotta move on
[Chorus: Lloyd]
When at home all alone at nite
Cause dat otha niggah ain't lovin you rite
Just call me
Girl I can put it down(down)
You spendin money on dat buddy ain't hood
And no worries baby it's all good
Jus call me
I'll always be around(round)
[Ace Hood:]
And though he bought you dat watch
Ya man ain't nothin
So hollah at a G if you need some thug lovin
Late nites on a call say she wanna feel sumum
She tell me put it down
I fuck her on hundreds
I give her refunds and her body keeps cummin
She know I put it down baby girl stop runnin
So what you wanna do cause I'm yung and still thuggin
Jus take this good while I'm headed to the money
Takin shots of the goose just to mix with gettin blunted
See I can brighten days keep ya wrists all studded
Ya boyfriends' lame tell'em Guttah get money
I keep it 100
Dats why you keep comin rite back
[Chorus: Lloyd]
When at home all alone at nite
Cause dat otha niggah ain't lovin you rite
Just call me
Girl I can put it down(down)
You spendin money on dat buddy ain't hood
And no worries baby it's all good
Jus call me
I'll always be around(round)
[Ace Hood:]
And baby I can show you new things
Sumum u ain't used to
Kick it with the guttah none otha you need a thug dude
Type of niggah beat it in his jeanz and his Tim boots
Hit it from the back, see you feelin like fruit juice
Fitted to the back, see he can eat what ya man do
Ain't doin his job, you can hit me on the hip boo
You know the name
A real niggah
Heavy off in the streets, see ya man, I'm a deal with him
Baby he play it lock like the Tommy The Hilfiger
Call me ya boss boy or just call me ya deal giver
Heard you needed a thug so there go ya meal ticket
Baby girl don't worry I'm dat hurry and get it like
[Chorus x2: Lloyd]
When at home all alone at nite
Cause dat otha niggah ain't lovin you rite
Just call me
Girl I can put it down(down)
You spendin money on dat buddy ain't hood
And no worries baby it's all good
Jus call me
I'll always be around(round)
When at home all alone at nite
Cause dat otha niggah ain't lovin you rite
Just call me
Girl I can put it down(down)
You spendin money on dat buddy ain't hood
And no worries baby it's all good
Jus call me
It's on the light zone, break a bitch down, break a break a bitch down
Break a bitch up, take a take a bitch down
She was your girl but she my bitch now, say what?
Stand up, spit …talk nigger bit saying
I break'em, break'em, say what? I break'em break'em, break'em
I break'em, break'em, say what? I break'em break'em, break'em say what?
I do, I break'em, break'em, I break'em break'em, break'em
I break'em, break'em, I break'em break'em, break'em, oh yeah
Ok, yo all niggers know what's my piece to know
Give me any cracks I'll murder cow
Sipping while I'm dipping a convertible
Hot like I never knew that was a cold
I got a drop sat back and a seat real low
See four bitch and I bet she blow, break her down, gotta let her choke
Happening and I don't know …
Break a bitch down, break a break a bitch down,
I'm running your city till I make it my town
She fucking for the money bet I get a discount
Gimme her her in, her sorry, she might cheat now, yeah
I take 'em take 'em, yes your bitch I take her
Trade her, ruin her make-up, I get head in the paper
...jack with that maple, stereo plus in the inside
Where the pals that I'm pay soul
I stack money like Lego, Lego
Break a bitch down, break a break a bitch down
Break a bitch up, take a take a bitch down
She was your girl but she my bitch now, say what?
Stand up, spit …talk nigger bit saying
I do, I break'em, break'em, I break'em break'em, break'em
I break'em, break'em, I break'em break'em, break'em,
Break a bitch down
I do, I break'em, break'em, I break'em break'em, break'em
I break'em, break'em, I break'em break'em, break'em,
Break a bitch down
I break'em, break'em, I break'em break'em, break'em,
You can catch me in billboard, doing numbers niggers get killed for
My watch is bigger than your chart bitch, told your girl that I steal for
And I ain't lying, I ain't faking, I ain't buying nigger, I ain't hating
I ain't … your situation, I get mine nigger, I be breaking it down
My slip code keep bitches on the tip toes
Supreme selection I advise you to sip slow
Don't spit though, just get low, get money then get mo
Call me Rico Lover, call me when you need a hit, ho
I'm make niggers slip that's why I'm eating like a hippo
Hungry hungry hippo, that's that any tempo
What you asking in for? They ain't got that fire, said they do numbers like I do, it's a motherfucking lie
I break'em, break'em, I break'em break'em, break'em,
Break a bitch down, break a break a bitch down
Break a bitch up, take a take a bitch down
She was your girl but she my bitch now, say what?
Stand up, spit …talk nigger bit saying
I do, I break'em, break'em, I break'em break'em, break'em
I break'em, break'em, I break'em break'em, break'em,
Break a bitch down
I break'em, break'em, I break'em break'em, break'em
I break'em, break'em, I break'em break'em, break'em,
Break a bitch down
I break'em, break'em, I break'em break'em, break'em
For all the ladies love them, we fuck them, don't trust them, don't cuff them
No rhymes here, we custom, we get that pistol custom
Say brown skin got a crush on them, old rib bones, I'm crushing them
He's super howl without a drug in him, … fat ass nigger, see they bugging them
All the prettiest girls in the club with him
Got shot glasses popping bottles they hit the vip say what's up with them?
Wanna fuck with us, they had enough of him
These girls like Soviets, Russian them
Keep it real though, you can't fuck with them
I'm a hustler, like …, I'm spinning dirty money like puffing them
New land pro that Murcielago, Tahoe follow everywhere I go
Wrist wheel, Chicago, so cold they block through their nose like …
Click clack clock pop if you try though
My best friend is a clown in Gorado
Slide off with a motto, got a bitch say taking whose at the bottom
Break a bitch down, break a break a bitch down
Break a bitch up, take a take a bitch down
She was your girl but she my bitch now, say what?
Stand up, spit …talk nigger bit saying
I do, I break'em, break'em, I break'em break'em, break'em
I break'em, break'em, I break'em break'em, break'em,
Break a bitch down
I break'em, break'em, I break'em break'em, break'em
I break'em, break'em, I break'em break'em, break'em,
Break a bitch down
I break'em, break'em, I break'em break'em, break'em
Mr. hood nigga im good ace hood face good wish a nigga wud,take this bake this feed it to the wolves,these muthafukas should im beatin like band wood ,that black flag swag is part of my man hood,that pistol on that seat its just keepin ya man good,ill pop his top like drops and can goods,im gutta tell you 1 thing bout me im stuck 2 duh greens like duh coke to the feens and if by all means just pay me in all green white chasin dat promid dezine im on gleen,ball greez my dude well goon ya hole team,im him them dangers ask ya man dange 15 bodles of rose and champain niggas dey no duh name and understand the game i kno u c the chain its we the best the game..bitch im ruthless boy ima g nd u dnt no a muthafukin thang bout me 1 thang bout me i du it 4 duh streets i du it fa duh killas nd dem young o-gz tell u diz about me,bout me ,bout me ,bout me,ima g ima rock wit dat been tell u diz about me,bout me,bout me,bout me, ima keep dat black flag on me,tell u dat about me..
ima stack my bread in fuck niggas hoes,shoot dice,drink liquor nd sell dope, tote fii stay fresh err where i pop pills n wildin keep my codeon pack extra clips nd get my suiton at bitch ass niggas who wanna move wrong so if you got it on ya mind let a nigga know so i cud show u dat duh nine send niggas home otha den dat duh street niggas love greez even doe dey baby mama wanna fuck me im 100 bout everything duh boy du dats y duh crowd behind me err where i move nd u can tell by duh swag greez bout money, nd i dnt play no games wen its bout money, i du it for dem young niggas dat pop beans,the hot boys wit big stacks cops see...bitch im ruthless boy ima g nd u dnt no a muthafukin thang bout me 1 thang bout me i du it 4 duh streets i du it fa duh killas nd dem young o-gz tell u diz about me,bout me ,bout me ,bout me,ima g ima rock wit dat been tell u diz about me,bout me,bout me,bout me, ima keep dat black flag on me,tell u dat about me..
ayy where my goons at, where my g's at where dem killas n dem zoe's stayin so strapped broaward county on the map dats a known fact,n wen i tawk bak people runnin fo flat(brrrraaat)
(feat. Ludacris)
[Chorus: (Ludacris Ad-Libs)]
I wake up and got four or five bitches in the bed (in the bed)
Smokin' weed, Drinkin' liquor by the keg (by the keg)
I was born an O.G. if you ain't heard about me
I put four or five bullets in your head
Ace Hood!
[Ludacris]
Yeah!
Luda!
As if the guillotine chopped off my noggin I got my head gone
Got my pedal to the metal and my Lambo poppin' in the red zone
Speedin' like demons is reason heathens is breathin' hard
but I roll with some heathens that just, just don't seem to believe in God
They'll whoop your head boy, put your body in the bottom of the ocean
Mean while Ludacris is in the MIA with Ace Hood somewhere smokin'
Got a pound of the purp and the smell on my shirt so I'm lookin' like roll it up
I be swimmin' in a pool of blood cause the A.K. super soak it up
Hahaha nahh fuck that I'ma come back with it, right quick, like this
Come back with it, ha ha ha ha, Nasty and Ludacris on the track with it
Got enough ammo to blow you out of proportion and put a motherfucker on his back with it
I'm so wrong, I'm so Gutta, I'm so dangerous, ain't I?
I'm so gone off these suckers but the flamers will bang you, cause I'm a solid aimer
The fat lady got a song to sang ya
Meanwhile I stashed all your bricks in my ? air plane hanger
I'm so high, I'm so fly, that is a fuckin shame
Smokin' weed by the bush with that kush, and you's a fuckin' lame
[Chorus: (Ludacris Ad-Libs)]
I wake up and got four or five bitches in the bed (in the bed)
Smokin' weed, Drinkin' liquor by the keg (by the keg)
I was born an O.G. if you ain't heard about me
I put 4 or 5 bullets in your head (in your head) [2x]
[Ace Hood]
In your head nigga, Young Gutta, Ace Hood homie
Yo! Luda I got 'em, Ruthless homie
And I'm a ball like a dog and I'm never gon' fall you can call me Jordan baby
In a Lamborghini drop top and I can't stop myself from stuntin' lately
And I'm stickin' to the dollars and my motto
you can follow, tell 'em holler, it's "Fuck you, pay me!"
I'll meet those hollows in the back of the Tahoe, they comin' at a spiral, borrow that
And any nigga want to get it, I ain't trippin', I'll send about 50 with a body bag
Zip it up, ship, ship his ass at the bottom of the ocean fast
Then I sit back, laugh, with a pound of that hash, me and Ludacris pass that
You will need a gasmask think you can still bag that
Mmmm haha, Ace Hood, Ace Hood, G's hood homie
And guess who, guess who I'm back with it
Ace Hood motherfucker don't act with it
Ruthless than a motherfucker, tell them other brothers don't try 'cause they know that I'm packin' it
Give me your car, then your keys, then your jeans, then your green
If you sneeze then you comin' up absent
And I roll with a pack of them goons and they only think tools with bodies packed in it
More money I'ma keep on stackin' it
Hundred thousand for the chain, immaculate
New whips I'ma keep plate taggin' it
New swag and a Louis duff bag with it
Ace Hood, that's who, you mad with it
To all you haters and you fake antagonists
I got a hit, what's your name? You can have it!
[Chorus: (Ludacris Ad-Libs)]
I wake up and got 4 or 5 bitches in the bed (in the bed)
Smokin' weed, Drinkin' liquor by the keg (by the keg)
I was born an O.G. if you ain't heard about me
[Chorus - Chris Brown]
Baby, you don't have to try to read my mind
Cause you know I wanna get it in
And tell me why would we just think about
If you wanna feel my body
We can be body to body
Body to body
I don't need to rush you girl
We should be body to body
Body to body, body to body
[Verse 1 - Ace Hood]
Uh, picture your body soaking, bath water
No panties on, come up out them leg warmers
Wrap up your hair, leave on your heels
Kissing you while I whisper, shawty how it feels
Let ya mind wonder, oh you're thinking dirty
I was thinking you can rob me, miss kentucky dirty
I dream about it, let's take advantage
My body on your body, hope that you can manage
Gotta moan it, damn-it, feels good
Pulling on her hair to let her know I'm still hood
Damn right, so unreal
This year of the Ace, bet she know the deal
[Chorus - Chris Brown]
Baby, you don't have to try to read my mind
Cause you know I wanna get it in
And tell me why would we just think about
If you wanna feel my body
We can be body to body
Body to body
I don't need to rush you girl
We should be body to body
Body to body, body to body
[Verse 2 - Ace Hood]
Uh, so quit ya contemplating, skip this conversation
By the way, you biting on your lip just gave me confirmation
Was that chanel 5? Very sexy fragrance
Are those your real eyes
Can't tell you're partially asian
But I know your body got me focused, I'm just so sedated
And I guarantee I do you better than your past-n-latest
Body to body, where is the sunny
Bet if I hit your spot, I'll make you tsunami
Change up the sheets, no time to sleep
Asked what she's thinking, she replied that I'm a beast
Yeah she replied that I'm a beast
Got it locked between the sheets and even in the streets
[Chorus - Chris Brown]
Baby, you don't have to try to read my mind
Cause you know I wanna get it in
And tell me why would we just think about
If you wanna feel my body
We can be body to body
Body to body
I don't need to rush you girl
But we should be body to body
Body to body, body to body
[Chris Brown]
We'll make love on the floor, you kissing my tattoos
I'm pulling your hair you scream my name
Call me daddy, baby I got you
Go get in your bed and lay down, down, down
Girl, are you ready, cause I'm gonna want you face down, down, down
Right now, you f-ckin' with a real freak!
[Chorus - Chris Brown]
Baby, you don't have to try to read my mind
Cause you know I wanna get it in
And tell me why would we just think about
If you wanna feel my body
We can be body to body
Body to body
I don't need to rush you girl
We should be body to body
Struggling my past, pain in my expressions
Running on my last, avoid the deep depressions
Beefing with the bottom I'm so afraid to fall in
And all these fucking problems turning me into an alcoholic
Where did I go wrong, I swear this can't be life
17 and pregnant that just can't be right
In love with a man who fucking your friend depends on what you like
This bitter earth
Ah, this world is crazy, hate on my babies, gotta receive the sight
Just ask the lord to give me the strength so they believe was right
And 'smooth nigger who trying to get a home tonight
Infesting the gun ' the type
It's a cold world, keep your sweater close
Made it be but see ' family the ones who hate the most
That's the damn shame, how dare you doubt your blood
Don't know my real father, how come you drop my love
' alone, there's no one to hug
He left me all alone, how could you leave your cub
But fuck it I'm a man with or without your ass
They ask about my pain, some things I wish that I had
Just thank the man above, my mom considers my dad
She working spending her last, whatever we wanted we had
The struggle created a man, no longer your job demands
No thoughts of counter ' I've failed and let's '
I've been through hell and back, but still I'm here to stand
Mama need a house, so fuck it I'll buy some land
Dying to be the greatest, but greater comes with patience
Got my bizness right, and trust my mama good
What more heart is just to say I made it out the hood
You fucking right, bitter world
Cried a hundred tears when I see my baby girls
When I see my baby girls, damn
' sweat and tears, this my testimony
Just know the world is yours, ain't that right, tony?
Gas prices high, niggers die young
Bad role models, that's what that came from
That's what that came from
This bitter world, my god
Well, well, my god, well,
This bitter earth, well
Dear world, dear world, I need you undivided
And know some choices that we made were highly undecided
We keep it mind, we giving them signs, the time just disregard it
This bitter world, well
Ah, some live in the blind afraid of the light,
But pain just can't be departed
The things that I seen I wish it was dreams'sleeping hardly
Lost a lot of homies endured a lot of pain
Pray for better nights, slowly they became
I hear my phone ring, fuck who calling me
I just hope that it's success who trying to bother peace
Fuck this bitter world, with no apologies
Babies having babies, what could your father be
Sick of being tired, and tired of being broke
Mama worked too hard I pray ' of stroke
Microphone and words, clearly show me hope
[Ace Hood:]
No one on the corner has swagger like this, cause I'm so incredible the not compatible to me. eat em up like I was hannibal, the cattle to a beast, graduated from the hunger now it's rappers that I feast. and I'm coming for each and every1 of u that said I cudnt do now I'm swergity swagging on u bums doin this interview. call it an interlude, talking to u inner fools, got nominated, I know they hate it, they sick of dude, but if u sick of new, I feed the lamers thera flu, get em man and buy a coupe and drop the roof, adjust the cruise, show them what the swagger do, it's on the highest altitude. they can't fit my sneaker shoes the best rapper attitude. see the younging in the zone the beaches, see the features on my faces I can't erase because my swagger so amazing homles, catch me at the top I'm throwing big j and hot metal balling like I'm carmelo the next best is on.
[Juelz Santana:]
There's only two men I fear when it comes to a battle, God and my shadow, everybody else get a raveled, tangled mangled, totally disabled, hung from a roof watch em dangle, then I make his wife feel the pain too, anal, juelz santana forget those busters, the boy flows harder than kimbos punches, you boyz betta step aside, b4 I get at guys, you jus bugs I'm spittin at em pesticides, your not mobsters wait stop the fake, or get found dead with your head in that pasta plate, money in the bank I benefit from my benefits, I'm making it while I'm spending it. you go to the louie store, you go to the gucci store, you go to the mall spend it all what u do that for, u cud buy the rags, u cud buy the bags but there ain't no sign that say they sell swag. but u cud watch me and do your best immitation, u need a little time, a little preparation, but sooner or later your gonna have to face it, I like a pent house, your a fixed up basement. as far a chicks go I get it u take it, I give em all franks they call me nathan's.
[Fabolous:]
Lyrically it don't matter, up in coming or has been, I'm in your ass B whose the next razz B, word play king I'm not the one to scrabble with, the rocks got more carrots in it than rabbit shit. now after these I'll lines u might see y I'll need a deal sign, cause everybody comin in the year is failin, ask y and they jus play sarah palen, I'd rather be in mahwi para sailing, cause wen u in the lead u don't care who trailing. so get ya lil money, u waznt a threat, wen we was makin it rain u wasn't drizzling yet, right meech death b4 the sonar, your swaggers like mine cause I left it on the corner. so fly I gat to shop at the sky mall and this summer we gettin more drops than eyeballs loser.
[Jadakiss:]
Hello Gorgeous
I'm mr hood
KC what's up?
Good girl gonna f*cking bad
After she f*ck me good she asking where the party at
She beautiful so she get away with it
And all of this is her making it
Chorus:
Beautiful girl
No matter who you are
Rather I'm superstar
Rather your regular
You know I love you girl
Is this one for you
Is this one for you
Is this one for you girl.
I think I met her by a year ago
College girl she was a Florida state Seminole
Had a job at the mall working 10-4
Hellafine ain't lying ya'll don't hear me though
So im walk up to her "Hey My Name Ace "
she replied with a smile and said "My Name Shae" HaHa
Very conservative I love that
Fited Jean rocking J's and a snap back
Yeah but I can see that you a killer girl
I See ho you hiding that physique you'd better get it girl
And you the shit but you don't' it know yet
Turning red got her blushing we're your mama at
Cause all I wanna do is thank her
I'm using beautiful and Gorgeous in the same verse
I swear I'm trippin you just got me open
And hope we can get acquainted well im highly hopeing
Chorus:
Beautiful girl
No matter who you are
Rather I'm superstar
Rather your regular
You Know I love you
Is this one you
Is this one you
Is this one you girl.
And I just hope this got you motivated
That's cause your body got me cultivated
Seeing you're fine ass alone I just can tolerated it
And all your friends say im a dog every conversation
Mad cause you smile more on a daily bases
Tell me why they hate everythings accommodated
I'm just searching for your love but I'll be very patient
True story we had a thing before we start dating
Say she never heard beautiful so many times
Silly guys approaching with all wrong lines
That's a reason for being a single a long time
And all the roses I sent you the pleasure is all mine
Yeah women are beautiful in many ways
Confidence is a stain never let it to wipe away
What's a man without a woman I'm just here to say
Yeah I'm just here to say
Chorus:
Beautiful girl
No matter who you are
Rather I'm superstar
Rather your regular
You Know I love you
Is this one you
Is this one you
Will I rise? Tuned up
Will I rise? Will I rise? Tuned up
Will I rise? Will I rise? Tuned up
Tuned up
I try turn loop
I do it, I do it, do it for sport
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Ground ground county county
More money problems just bring
More money problems just bring
More money problems just bring me the papers
Your problems are pity, I can do them later
I'm busy with been is in this
... bitches sick
I've married my pistol, devoted to stiches
... hope Lord will forgive me, those devils be watching
I'm sending you a message, I'm seeing dead people who can think I'm tripping
My whip is the peace, I swear it's the villain
They say I'm crazy whose, couples screws loose
She see me she fuck it, throw it fruit juice
Bitch I'm hater proof, stalking that 22
Brand new... sipping, let's see what they can do
I know want no shit, shit, I hardly piss
Money, money in bags taking at your dish
Get what I wish, get what I want, ace
Cause we're the best,..
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I tell em I should fear no man so where my enemy at
I'm moving that phantom with cannons see the courage is back, I murder you niggaz for certain I'll be in n be back, like an energizer bunny I keep it goin infact,
Hop on any track and demolish don't you bother with that
Cause the bitch you bother make them hollow drop the tower
We be poppin like a bottle, chop you up like it's serotal infact
I get on any shit and rip it, peep ma energy pack
Just name any nigga that want it with me riddle me that
Riddle me this if I don't rip it you consider me wack
I'm on top of the fuckin game so ya'll do better than that
Boy I think they think they runnin late they takin bricks
Before you think could ever blink, I'll be off up in your place,
Put that heater to your face and tell you lead me to the safe
Don't co-operate that caution tape will cover up you place,
This is all best nigga I'm the mutherfuckin ace, that is I
Greedy guy, run up in and take yo prize, n if u niggaz wonder why
Look it's in ma fuckin eyes, never wonder what's in mind,
Give you just a bit of time, I am starvin you fuck niggaz outta yo mind,
Fuck your battles, fuck your mama, fuck your baby mama drama fuck your sister
Fuck your daughter when you fuckin wid the devils, we are rebels, aid a treble
When you walk over dem pebbles, wear them guns like they're your medal, bitch
I heavy metal, hand the creepers chop like it's a saddle, I'm 100 in loaded like a muhfuckin rambo, make you scramble from this ammo that I put off in this hammer
Bitch it's hammer time you asanine no master mind and half the time I'm over time.
And after mine there will be none and if you saw em, they runnin from me half the time,
Yes I am a problem I be wild n I be smilin while I'm askin for your wallet, won't you driive and give me diamonds ask yo lady she decided cause I'm Piatin Iqualic, call a khaled just to follow me to sight see on a island, I am G-U-TT-A put this place up in your face, until you feel the b-b-base from this k-k-k-k-kay, I am runnin in yo place, it is I yes ace, mr h double o d, mr get you when you sleep, mr see me in the streets bitch I'm a muhfuckin BEAST I never sleep I jus don't eat and if I hear of any beef and then I want a little piece jus let me get a little piece, I'll walk yo block and hit yo street like am a muhfuckin g matter fact I am a g and you a p u s s y, all you niggaz said I could'nt
And I told you to yo eyes bitch I'm on some murder mind bitch I'm on some other grind you can't compare me to your kind jus listen up and wonder why yes I am blind to you niggaz rappin wid no passion can't imagine how I yappin I'll be rappin spittin magic let you have it
Now let me breathe and let me free you some satisfaction... [sighhh]
When You see me in that lac
Bitch I'm in all black
Mind on that murder shit
Pistol Extended Clips
I wish a nigga will
I got a pump I shoot to kill
Dump him off in the middle that feild
Yeah Real Deal
Kush Burnin
Windows up
Got the Biggie low
Cut it up a little more
The liquor pourin
No sight of cops
Load it up the glock is cocked
Slowly we creep the blocks
Who the Fuck want it
Dump on em
Fuck Homie
He didn't even know me
So what is up
And what it does
H H to the double OD
The Streets I am he
See Me when you need that che
Holla Holla when you need them dollas
Graduated some hood shit
I am a street scholar
All about makin a dollar
All about dollars and deals
All about that weed or best
We into makin mils
And I don't need a menu
Just take me to the venue
Hundred grand in duffel bags
So taxes ain't an issue
Let's buy it Fuck that rentel
So blessed may need a tissue
I run this blow the whistle
Money I never miss you
See you like hi again
Welcome my favorate freind
Oh how I love to spend
See you on daily basis
That's why they steady hatin
I'm on my money shit
Can u niggas smell the fragrence
Can u tell my niggas hatian
That means they goon with it
Ruin your fuckin facial
Disable ankle cables
That way you not so able
Fake niggas I stay away from
Yeah stay away from
I'm self made
Hit a nigga with a razorblade
Friday the Thirteenth
Yeah Freddy Kruger
Never fuck up with that ruger
Bullet holes the size of tumors
Shoot him up and spread the rumors
Jewlers are cool as mulers
G-U-T-T-A I said I said G-U-T-T-A
GUTTA GUTTA ACE HOOD HOMIE
I'm in that murder black made back countin money
Big Shoes bitch move youze a crash dummy
That homicide down to ride on my side fo me
The world is mine and everything that resides in it
I'm Holly Hood Blowin good from my dope buddy
The Sun rise for the rich yeah my shit sunny
See we paid paper cuts rubber band hundreds
My fingernails dirty doin this is twelve thirty
I'm with a bitch suckin dick while I'm still cummin
And yeah laid way back bitch say sumthin
I run the game keep the chains this a clean hundred
I bought a slab bout a half keep the cash comin
I got a bitch on the ave run the cash for me
She wine fine bitch I call her paper bag money
She never fail bring the mail all cash money
She ll go to jail have the bail in a bag for me
Just call me mr cash flow I got bond money
See I'm addicted to the cream keep the feinds comin
I krept the team full of holes keep the green runnin
I'm on top half a million in my knapsack
I need a smack tell em duffel up a mil fast
It's lunchtime tell em gather up the moneybags
A greedy nigga see I'm far from the slim fast
You play the clash get blast like an airbag
I come equiped with the clips give her whiplash
Cause I blast at a bich ass quick fast
And leave your homeboy soul in a trashcan
Ha I'm tryin holla like I'm sayin somthin
It's rookie of the year you better put your cash on em
Nominated I'm the shit what you sayin buddy
I'm Feelin richer than Nicole you ain't seein nuthin
Another album still comin
I rebuke the devil away from me
No weapon formed against me shall prosper
Pray for me mama
Live, Starvation
[Refrain] (x2)
If I should die before I wake
I pray and ask the lord for my soul to take
Niggas dyin’ everyday so I keep that Glock on me
I’m just thankful I woke up to see another day, hey-ey-ey
Man I’m tired of this bullshit
And I lost my dawg and I felt like this the worst that it could get
Till I lost my daughter, felt like emptyin’ out that full clip
And I put it on mama, fifth of the Hen, I’m just gonna slow sip
Cuz I’m way to stressed and again I’m blessed because I’m
still here
Lookin’ in that mirror I can see a man with no fear
Oh lord oh lord this world is hell although we livin’ in it
Gotta keep my vibe, oh why oh why must I just keep on sinnin’?
Tryin’ to keep it real in a world so fake, now can I get a witness?
Got niggas killing over Jordan’s, gettin’ life in prison
I’m tryin’ to tell you man
Watch the ones who you hang around
The enemy approaching any second now
[Refrain] (x2)
Woke up early in the morning, said I gotta get it
Loaded up my pistol, I just pray that all my sins forgiven
And I know I’m livin’ wrong but mama, you just pray for me
Gotta make this money so my family forever eatin’
That Jesus piece around my neck keep the devil away from me
In an old school cutlass keep that problem with me on the seat
Just hope I’m right put the man above before I go to sleep and
Ain’t nothing lesser than a G, that’s how they bury me
Have mercy on ‘em
If I should die before I wake
Pour me out some liquor when you’re at the wake
And I’ll be good as long as I know daughter’s straight
Realest shit I ever wrote, this is a hustler’s prayer
RIP Whitney Houston
God bless her soul
I'm just vibin' dog
But for you haters
Nothing's gonna stop me
I swear to god
Nothing's gonna stop me
Andi, Kiko, Renegades
Nothing's gonna stop me
Nothing's gonna stop me
Money talks so what's your conversation?
Counting my blesses, my sweet elaborated
Being broke ain't a joke, that feeling is devastating
Night met 'er so that force never stated
Calculating every dollar bill
Reminiscin', they missin' like someone not a mill
Still trippin', this life I'm livin' the dream still
Look at my niggas loyalty's mad real
That's cuz we got this from the bottom up
Number slidin' in my homie momma truck
We did what we had to do, we ain't give a fuck
Now we the niggas winnin' dog, wuddup?
Ain't it funny how the time fly?
Couple cars and a twenty story high rise
Took a minute but shit connecting like wi fi
It's fuck you to the niggas who sad my carrier died
Shit, I'm livin' quite well
On the beach I'm sippin' wine and cracking laughter tales
With a Spanish mommy give me, I pursue the tails
Ask me do I like it, poppy I'm like hell yea
We da best the fuckin' logo
Just hope you get the picture when you take your photos
Own a couple cars but I need one more though
Felt I'm coming soon, real nigga yellow
True, I'm just rappin' dog aye
Nothing's gonna stop me
I tell 'em: nothing's gonna stop me
Yea, feel good when you comin' from nothin' homie
But I tell 'er: nothing's gonna stop me
Swear to god (nothing's gonna stop me)
Starvation
In the studio, watching the Grammy's homie
Pray today they nominate the one and only
Probly cry some tears at the ceremony
Only lord knows when they ready for me
Inspiration runnin' through my blood
Motivated from the fact I made through the mud
Kept my faith although they doubted when I lost my buzz
All over somethin' that I'm winnin' ain't gon show me love
In the street label me underrated
Story for respect my only ultimatum
They ask me who that's why you goin' hard
Cuz I just want my mama off that boulevard
I come from a city where there ain't many stars
And given no pity promised them prison bars
Teachers said I won't amount a shit
Graduated high-school, college never in it
Still I manage through seven figures with common sense
And at the age of 52 my mama finally quit
Fuck it right I never stop
Found a way to motivate the niggas' block
Whitney Houston died yesterday
God bless 'er, hope she end up at them heavy gates
Watching the Grammy's just as they dedicate
In the mean time, let's let this marinate
Yea, I'm just vibin' dog
Oh yea (nothing's gonna stop me)
Ain't nothin' gonna stop me man
Nothing's gonna stop me
I write poetry via Martin
Justice will be served my brother
But guess what
Nothing's gonna stop me
Oh yea man (nothing's gonna stop me)
God bless
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