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Top Ace Hood, King Of The Streets

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

Top Ace Hood, Take it There

Ace Hood, I know Hip-hop
Okay trade up off the back I'll be the highest nigga
spittin thousand dollar for lewest couple hundred for
the fit it
and it's G'd around my color
work about a 150 keep a couple gunners with me
smoking..on the sticky kay
please don't make me take you there
niggas is spittin than yoggy bear
make me a movie like ..
chain so bright no short to stare
I'll be on that.. your city I just might appear
be my nigga kick on and the franky got that proper gear
that just mean that chopper on board,
won't no problems here
so I'm take you bitch bring her back
she's a souvenir, man is be nigga whillin
having ..we're out of here
still be here and stillin like Versace be my sponsor
ship
I'm chasin chips you're chasin bitch
you guess the hoe she eat the dick
foreign whips I do the shit my presidential soul and
jet
now why you go and do that there
I wanna be and shit the ill
I'm tryin to rhyme the p**sy swimming out like school
again
hole up, starvation sue is coming soon,
aay them nigga sleeping,
burn your matrax and repeat it,
if they thinking they the hottest
then they clearly could be dreaming
probably drinking gasoline and that's be frying dragon
demon gone.

Top Ace Hood, Leggo

Ok my city on the map, nigga know I’m runnin’ now
Ball all day and all night then I run it back
Need a new Huma, all bitches try to fuckin’ at
Told my niggas we gon get this money, I ain’t lookin’
back
Catch me switchin’ meals in the lobby, now the party at
Bitches lookin’ at me cuz they know that where the
money at
Fast lane, fast lane, I be getting mad brain
Glock 9, lights out
Fuck that Mr. NiceGuy
Rollie that I’m rockin’, make your bitch come ride ‘er
on the wheel
Swaggin’ in this bitch, them Loubrettons I got ‘em hard
a pair
We the best, nothing less
YMCMB, boy
I be in that SUV with killers from the D boy
Hell yea, fuckin’ right
How ‘bout every fuckin’ night?
What’s up with your frieminem? Nigga try to fuck all
night
Sparkle up, sparkle up, they bringin’ them bottles out
I don’t really give a F-U-C-K, I’m passin’ the mollies
out
Bad bitches already know
Real nigga done walk through the door
Shouts to the niggas getting money
Two times, we them niggas who run it
I came here to speak, just to turn it up
Turned up, nigga rolled up
Leggo leggo leggo leggo
Leggo leggo leggo leggo
Bad bitches already know
Real nigga done walk through the door
Shouts to the niggas getting money
Two times, we them niggas who run it
Kay I drop pink Phantom, baby you know I’m about that
Pull up to the valley, hella swaggin’, bitches know
who’s that
Hop about to whip my Spanish bitch, she gotta bubble
bath
Outfit cost a couple grand, pockets holdin’ 40 racks
Leggo leggo, all my niggas kicked up, flay bo
Chillin’ in the VI, they know
Watch a nigga repo yo ho
Ok, nigga standin’ on top of the sofa
Slidin’ this bitch with my toaster
25 bottles of that potion
So I got them bad hoes open
I say go DJ, nigga turn up
(Turn up) turn up (turn up) nigga word up
Still shinin’ a nigga like Vegas
Rolex cost me 80
50 more around my neck
Ride me, who nigga? You crazy
Cuz I’m in this bitch with the goonies
With the toolies, make movies
I say some of you niggas try to act up
We just try to party though
I be in my section like which one these bitches tryna
go
Penthouse on 8th floor, 30 packs of Trojan go
Say she downs for the team, so I’m likely go leggo
Bad bitches already know
Real nigga done walk through the door
Shouts to the niggas getting money
Two times, we them niggas who run it
I came here to speak, just to turn it up
Turned up, nigga rolled up
Leggo leggo leggo leggo
Leggo leggo leggo leggo
Bad bitches already know
Real nigga done walk through the door
Shouts to the niggas getting money
Two times, we them niggas who run it
Leggo

Top Ace Hood, Fuck This Up Feat. Limp Bizkit

..get my mama, tell my mam that's gonna be me
she said you'll gonna be great I knew it from the start
your daddy was a poet that's why you have to my heart
this in my blood you ask me why I keep it real
like fucking in the flood asking how you need to feel
imagine how we feel
cukin up tonight and it's enough to get you feel
wakin up tonight and it's enough to make you kill
enough to bring you down on the high ungrill
you said you got a song living life unreal
that's way I put my life in every song I kill
So where the fuck you rap man, shut the fuck up,
So where the fuck you rap man, shut the fuck up
So where the fuck you rap man, shut the fuck up
and back the fuck up while we fuck this track up
So where the fuck you rap man, shut the fuck up
So where the fuck you rap man, shut the fuck up
So where the fuck you rap man, shut the fuck up
and back the fuck up while we fuck this track up

Top Ace Hood, Beautiful Feat. Kevin Cossom

I’m just good
Can’t you see what’s up?
Good girl gonna f*cking bad
I guess she f*ck me good i guess she ask where the
party at
She beautiful so she get away with it
And all of this is all amazing
Chorus:
Beautiful girl
No matter who you are
Rather i’m superstar i think you’re ..
you know i love you girl
Is this one ..
is this one ..
is this one .. girl.
I think i met her by a year ago
Calish girl she was ..
had a child bet em all work in.. foe
..fine ain’t lie hear me though
Soon walk around ..to my hate ..
she reclaim what is .. i say the name ..
very conservative if i load that
sweety jeans rocking jaze in the snap back
yeah but i can see that she would kill a girl
see you how the nephews .. you’d better get it girl
and you the ship she don’t’ know yet
Turn it realgot a blossom with your mama ..
cause all i wanna do is thank her
i’m using beautiful .. in the same verse
i swear i’m trippin you just got me open
and hope we can get it ..
Chorus:
Beautiful girl
No matter who you are
Rather i’m superstar i think you’re ..
you know i love you girl
Is this one ..
is this one ..
is this one .. girl.
And i just hope that got you motivated
That’s cause your body got me cultivated
seeing you’re fine that’s a loan i just can tolerated
and all your friends say on a doubt every conversation
mad cause you smile them all on the daily bases
tell me why they hate and everything is a..
i’m just searching for your love but i’ll be very
patient
true story has a fin 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 think the pleasure is all mine
yeah women are beautiful in many ways
comfort is to stay 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:]

Top Ace Hood, December 31st

Starvation 2
I’ma get right to it,
F*ck you f*ck boys,
F*ck all yall
90% of the rap games have stole Ace Hood’s flow
Let’s keep it 100%
Don’t play yourself, I only speak facts
At least if you’re going stealin, pay homage
If you ain’t part of the team, you’re stealing flow
It’s alright to be inspired, just respect it
I go by the nae of DJ Khaled
And I’m the Ceyo we the best music roll,
I’m here to let you know,
Ace Hood is one of the best in the game,
And if you don’t think so, f*ck you
If you a non-believer, we gonna turn you into a believer
F*ck em.
Take a look into my eyes and just tell me what you see
Tell me do you see the beast, they wanna let me off the least
Wait two minutes and nigga sleep, I spit fire 3 degree
P**sy niggas don’t wanna believe, oh my mama they gonna see
Got the hottest flow and I’m honest though
F*ck what a nigga be modest for
My conscious know what kind of door, somebody let them brothers know
Then I wanna let this problem in,
Every year is my time again,
Underrated they contemplating and I’m top five their conversations
They hurt the people been hating on me,
Aware nigga what’s new?
Still riding in the Maybach and they face man when I came through,
This nigga say that I made it, gotta make away from my baby
My mama cry in the other room and tip the fall that I hate it,
Next day I made it some changes, man oh nigga no complaining
They left my youngest stages they no choice I have to make it,
Will not quit and I will repeat and I won’t conceit what a nigga who snitch
Who on top will it make no sense like a nigga who broke it will make no sense,
This their friends and the whip no tent, and I roll glis glis oh boy they beast
Duff request do make me sick your bitch blow me see fault technique
And I got this shit, tell em I got em, he go to war standing beside em,
You gone the army, you gone the navy, you gonna need soldiers, maybe Obama
Is that double UITHCBIS carry the tea, none of you nigga matter to me,
Just follow your feet, just follow your beat,
Feed me rappers, bone-appetite, nigga be trippin on top of the speak,
Came for the war no longer the peace,
Time for the blind be able to see, tell these nigga ain’t nothing like me,
24 years ain’t get no sleep, 26 inches on my G,
Feeling like sharks on my feet,
Know the date they let me free, all in trouble OMG,
Please don’t please nigga pray for me killin the shit or our RP,
Don’t back with the B and I’m knock on me,
In the back of the G yall nigga for me,
Capital A, capital C, capital I H double OD,
Free my niggas till they all get free, rap my city, gotta rap my team,
Proud with... president, that’s the shit that I represent,
Caught a mill for that whip a man,
P**sy boys I never mind they did,
Hated thousands that’s on my wrist,
Take you chick and I’ll make that bitch,
Need the dick and take a flick,
Seen the shit you ever fit,
LOL I’m out of state, young nigga tryin to get filthy rich,
I’m out you, better bring your voucher
Better call your countless shit get real,
When I’m coward oh I ain’t bout it, now you found it,
It’s pushing flowers, this to your mama,
Heard it got em, never want that drama, never want that drama
Oh Lord, I pray to world don’t need in January
You simple 31 I made your bitch the worst,
All you niggas sleeping me to cemetery,
All you niggas sleeping me to cemetery
Starvation, starvation,
God bless this proud nation
God bless this proud nation
2

Top Ace Hood, The Trailer

Uh, okay now fuck all this bullshit, I’m fresh off a full clip
Counting this fucking money, did that with no scholarship
I guess what that money taught, so fuck what you niggas thought
My bitch got a porsche truck, like look what that pussy parked
Got that hustler demeanor, fresh and I’m out that two seater
Got to sleep with the reaper, and watch out for them people
Cause the devil be lurkin’, all these pistols are dirty
All my niggas is riders, their clips extended with thirty
I woke up early this morning, thanked the lord I’m alive
Kissed my daughter then told my lady I’m back on the grind
Gotta do it for?, that’s my daily remind
Fuck these bitches, the money, power, respect on my mind
It ain’t no love for the week, ain’t no top on the jeep
Tell them haters I’m over sea’s, I’ll be back in a week
I’m trying to get richer than trump, a couple million for lunch
I need the cover of forbes with we the best on the front
I’m going main, nigga kiss my ass
These niggas be stealing my flow and all, ain’t even mad
I swear my flow is dope as coke, come get your bag
Just bought that aston martin, ymmm’, that fucker fast
Nigga started with a dollar and a dream, show me the cream
All about that profit piling, partner that’s by any means
That fifty-thousand in my pocket busting out the seams
Hopping out that coupe, that roof go missing bitch like bada-bing
Knock knock, bang bang, ever since back then they wanna know who I be
H double-o-d, was running the streets since I was like seventeen
I put it on mama, always dreamed of having a lamborghin’
Them niggas was hating, still I was skating in that?
Oh I mean?
It’s money over bitches, what my niggas claim
Probably in the whip with my little spanish thing
All day, in the back of the back number nine j’s
I be balling, small thing know what I mean?
I say what’s up with them bitches? molly, weed, and some liquor
I’m the type of nigga do you first and then your sister
I’m a savage, with fifty karats
Came from the bottom of the barrel, to living lavish
Blood on my sneakers, brother’s keeper I see dead people
‘bout them figures, squeeze them triggers I’m just soul seeking
I think you pussy, I can smell it on you loud and clear
And since my daddy left me young, I ran up out of fear
And when it come down to my family, bitch I die for them
Blow that chopper through your chest to show you shit is real

Top Ace Hood, The Realist Living Ft. Rick Ross

OK, now who that.. is mother fucker
Got the niggers all rolling...
That beast back here 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.
have you ever played me for no sucker
And they ain't start up
At the end at that bull I sip Muscatto and then lay
back
That brand new Maserati inside of a sway…
And the .. just know that often lay back.
I swear that pussy Gucci, Gucci, looking a lot of...
I'm just a nigger who addicted to this money flow
Ain't nobody on his level running...
That's real shit, I swear my swag will keep an attitude
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 and venom
..have you call on your religion?
Father... come and bless me, I'm a Santa man
And all these niggers talking tough 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
it’s real shit, you're looking at the realest living
dough
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
Standing ovation!

Top Ace Hood, Number One

(Ft. Sean McGee)
Chorus:
I can tell by her walk
She never…
And I can see in her eyes,
That she gonna hold a nigger down
Shawty … and ain’t afraid of…
Number one..
Baby how do you feel?
Number one, hey oh,
Number one,
Number one!
Baby, I’m dead nigger…
It’s time to blow your brains
And show you things you’ve never seen.
That’s right!
Here’s my black coat, go ahead and make it rain,
Shawty… in the game, let’s have a little…
She love a real nigger and ….
I make her…
Cause she’s there with the brain,
Cash money and…
Drop it off in the rain!
Chorus:
So tell me how it feels,
You’re fucking with the real,
No faking in my bones,
Hundred per cent real,
I never seen a dollar, juts … bills,
I call her…now watch the top…
A real bitch with me,
She keep her mouth sealed,
Every respect…
..nigger want it for real,
That’s why she…
Chorus:
..I like her,
If I’m sitting down,
write a letter show you right that,
Right there, do my work if I need her,
Take that,
She plays no games…
Chorus:

Top Ace Hood, Twitpic

Damn I’m looking good, feeling all that
Bottles on the way, call me back to back
Club on smack, swear the shit is packed
Phones in the air, twitpic that
If you with you dawgs, show em how to ball
Bottles in the sky, what you sippin on?
Section full of models, this where the party at
Phones in the air, twitpic that
Now wait a damn min, everybody loose
Bottles of siroc, bottles of the goose
Cranberry red, pineapple juice
Bad bitches here, five and in the booth
Drink it all up, cause more is on the way
Sparkles in the air, just bring it my way
Club on smash, dj bring it back
Shut this fucker down, twenty bottle max
And I’m looking good, shawty that’s a fact
Let me get a flick, twitpic that
All my niggers in, retweet that
Just know what’s going down, now where are you at?
Whole club bouncing, that’s my shit
3 cups of lick, I won’t remember this
Say where the picture man, I need a model chick
Middle finger hates, I’m on some other shit
Damn I’m looking good, feeling all that
Bottles on the way, call me back to back
Club on smack, swear that shit is packed
Phones in the air, twitpic that
If you with you dawgs, show em how to ball
Bottles in the sky, what you sippin on?
Section full of models, this where the party at
Phones in the air, twitpic that
Still going live, 245
Looking for some pussy I can paralyze
Just the liquor talk, no more is civilized
Big booty chick, I’m finna penalize
You looking at a star, that’s what she realized
Don't think of sippin tho, I got a third eye
So give me her and her, and you’re coming too
Make them do each other, then I join the group
I’m getting buck wild, throwing money round
Plus the bitch I want, she say it’s going down
Niggers ain’t shit, but my click is
I’ma show the world, take a twitpic
Damn I’m looking good, feeling all that
Bottles on the way, call me back to back
Club on smack, swear that is packed
Phones in the air, twitpic that
If you with you dawgs, show em how to ball
Bottles in the sky, what you sippin on?
Section full of models, this where the party at
Phones in the air, twitpic that.

Top Ace Hood, Ride

(feat. Trey Songz)
[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
[Chorus - Trey Songz]
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
[Chorus - Trey Songz]
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
[Chorus - Trey Songz]
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
[Chorus - Trey Songz]
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
We gon make it out this hood

Top Ace Hood, Boyz N Da Hood

(Hook)
Don't ruin yo life, don't ruin yo life
Livin in this cold world, niggas dyin by the night
Everyday another struggle, we just gotta keep fightin
Lil nigga, lil nigga
(Verse)
Hunnit round on the backseat
Catch a nigga slippin on the back street
Big fire loaded and it's ready
Homies get it runnin like a track meet
Young nigga tryna catch a body
He don't even know what he started
He don't give a fuck about nothing
Trappin every day to Yo Gotti, fuck it!
Horny 15 and they fuckin
Projects livin with his cousin
Mama on drugs and his daddy don't care
Got a dirty glock boom, he a bust it
And them lil niggas sellin trees
Steady he enlist with the fiends
Never follow rules and he barely go to school
Drug test him and he wasn't even clean
Lil nigga, lil nigga
(Hook)
Don't ruin yo life, don't ruin yo life
Livin in this cold world, niggas dyin by the night
Everyday another struggle, we just gotta keep fightin
Lil nigga, lil nigga
(Verse)
All a young nigga know is murda
Always know he's standin on the corner
Big homie givin in the game
Started with a ounce and a burner
Fuck nigga runnin round lurkin
Extend in the clip so 30
Creepin real slow in a reaper
See a nigga peepin through the curtain
Hold up, lil nigga fuckin up his life
He just wanna earn some stripes
Send him out shootin at another motherfucker
When he see him man he says on sight, damn
He don't really playin for the set
He'd do anything for a check
It's only two ways he gon end up goin
Either prison or he's fuckin round dead
Lil nigga, lil nigga
(Hook)
Don't ruin yo life, don't ruin yo life
Livin in this cold world, niggas dyin by the night
Everyday another struggle, we just gotta keep fightin
Lil nigga, lil nigga
(Verse)
4-5 niggas in a rental
Duck boy, tints on the window
Catch a few niggas at the corner store chillin and they plottin on how they gon kill em, man
Lil nigga wit em like fuck it
Roll up on them niggas, start jumpin
Before they even know it everybody hit the ground
Goddamn it's like they seen this shit comin
Woa! Smash on the gas, nigga hurry
Heart beatin fast, niggas worried
Never leave evidence, never leave fingerprints on a car these niggas so dirty
Black car caught them at a light
They ain't even know it
6 masked goonies and the clips on fully
Hot dog and they startin unloadin
(Hook)
Don't ruin yo life, don't ruin yo life
Livin in this cold world, niggas dyin by the night
Everyday another struggle, we just gotta keep fightin
Lil nigga, lil nigga
Don't ruin yo life, don't ruin yo life
Lil nigga, lil nigga
Lil nigga, lil nigga
Lil nigga, lil nigga

Top Ace Hood, I'm Me Freestyle

[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

Top Ace Hood, I'm The Bomb!

[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!

Top Ace Hood, I Solemnly Swear

(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 donÃ¢Â€Â™t love these hoes
4x I solemnly swear
Imma live by the code, I die by the code
IÃ¢Â€Â™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 IÃ¢Â€Â™m never snitchinÃ¢Â€Â™
She said boy go wash them dishes
She might think IÃ¢Â€Â™m trippinÃ¢Â€Â™
Twelve years later boy I still hold my position
Just that decode emit who let no pussies get me
I go to court, IÃ¢Â€Â™m drunk as fuck
IÃ¢Â€Â™m stressing on that remit
I hit the stand, I raised my hand
And I know thatÃ¢Â€Â™s against me
The judge man trippin, tryna get my youngest twenty
IÃ¢Â€Â™m like no sir, your honor
I donÃ¢Â€Â™t know any gunners
DonÃ¢Â€Â™t know anywhere and who it was
ThatÃ¢Â€Â™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 donÃ¢Â€Â™t love these hoes
4x I solemnly swear
Imma live by the code, I die by the code
IÃ¢Â€Â™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 ainÃ¢Â€Â™t see me coming
Blackjack, no even money
You act bad, you gon get your ass wacked while IÃ¢Â€Â™m beating something
Use the line, use the line
If you get hit you go rise with your punk ass
ItÃ¢Â€Â™s ready, put it on like you own that
I got an AK in the drawer mat
With a shoulder strap, thatÃ¢Â€Â™s gon clap
With a sole trigger, thatÃ¢Â€Â™s scar niggas
Every time I own it back
And I allow too many niggas to be slippinÃ¢Â€Â™
Now I donÃ¢Â€Â™t even fall asleep around these bitches
And it ainÃ¢Â€Â™t no secret, these niggas out here snitchinÃ¢Â€Â™
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 donÃ¢Â€Â™t love these hoes
4x I solemnly swear
Imma live by the code, I die by the code
IÃ¢Â€Â™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

Top Ace Hood, I'm Fuck'd Up

IÃ¢Â€Â™m fucked up, IÃ¢Â€Â™m rolling, IÃ¢Â€Â™m rolling
IÃ¢Â€Â™m fucked up, IÃ¢Â€Â™m rolling, IÃ¢Â€Â™m rolling
IÃ¢Â€Â™m rolling, IÃ¢Â€Â™m rolling
IÃ¢Â€Â™m fucked up, IÃ¢Â€Â™m rolling, IÃ¢Â€Â™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
IÃ¢Â€Â™m the master when you call that up
Beat it up up up like IÃ¢Â€Â™m Dr. Paul
IÃ¢Â€Â™m up the bat so what it is Shorty?
IÃ¢Â€Â™m on that Houston purple serve shit
Never mind, IÃ¢Â€Â™m flow, forgot my government
How I peed a pimp though on some Charlie shit
Salute my nigga Bull in case I do forget
IÃ¢Â€Â™m getting throwed and IÃ¢Â€Â™m way off
Pizza rock, no chase just simply day rock
Switching bitches with my nigga Andy Duff
If you ainÃ¢Â€Â™t fucked up then what you payinÃ¢Â€Â™ for?
IÃ¢Â€Â™m fucked up, IÃ¢Â€Â™m fucked up
IÃ¢Â€Â™m rolling, IÃ¢Â€Â™m rolling
IÃ¢Â€Â™m fucked up, IÃ¢Â€Â™m rolling, IÃ¢Â€Â™m rolling, IÃ¢Â€Â™m rolling
IÃ¢Â€Â™m high, IÃ¢Â€Â™m drunk
My bitch, she faded
My vision so blurry and I may not make it
And IÃ¢Â€Â™m back, ghetto once again
Hoping up off that Benz with a chick and she super thick
Chilling with a couple a friends
Baby whatÃ¢Â€Â™s twins but IÃ¢Â€Â™ll just hop a bin
But know that depends
You ainÃ¢Â€Â™t fucking off or feeling me
ItÃ¢Â€Â™s hollaback, thatÃ¢Â€Â™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 thatÃ¢Â€Â™s beside the devil cut some
IÃ¢Â€Â™m taking Sam shots and IÃ¢Â€Â™m hoping I donÃ¢Â€Â™t pass out
Them bitches hair style, Moly poppinÃ¢Â€Â™ they all buyinÃ¢Â€Â™ uhh
IÃ¢Â€Â™m fucked up, not focused
Got a 30 pack of them TrojanÃ¢Â€Â™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 ainÃ¢Â€Â™t fucked up then what you payinÃ¢Â€Â™ for?
IÃ¢Â€Â™m fucked up, IÃ¢Â€Â™m fucked up
IÃ¢Â€Â™m rolling, IÃ¢Â€Â™m rolling
IÃ¢Â€Â™m fucked up, IÃ¢Â€Â™m rolling, IÃ¢Â€Â™m rolling, IÃ¢Â€Â™m rolling
IÃ¢Â€Â™m high, IÃ¢Â€Â™m drunk
My bitch, she faded
My vision so blurry and I may not make it
I canÃ¢Â€Â™t even feel my face, oh shit

Top Ace Hood, I Don't Give A Fuck

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

Top Ace Hood, I Know

[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

Top Ace Hood, Hustle Hard

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

Top Ace Hood, Hustle Hard Remix (ft. Rick Ross & Lil Wayne)

[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

Top Ace Hood, H.a.m. (freestyle)

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

Top Ace Hood, Hallucinations

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

Top Ace Hood, Home Invasion

(Hook)
Playa (hater)
Turn yo head round (Turn yo head round)
Lay on the ground,
You've been robbed
Wake up (Wake up)
Open the door (Open the door)
Lay on the floor,
You've been robbed
(Verse)
Uh! Nigga I smell murda
Glock 9, but them niggas turn up
10 killas in the Chevy
Nigga 16 with the burner
Teller put the money in the bags, go and show me where the stash, actin funny with the cash hah?
Ok, niggas wanna play dumb-dumb
Dirty glocks, never knowin' where they come from
Bang, motherfucker get low
Hundred round chopper, that potato on the nose
Killas stay lurkin and they do it on purpose
I just tell em keep shootin like they tryna overdose
Keep playin with a real nigga
You gon end up in the box like Hilfiger
Yea, man you lookin at a gorilla
I don't like no niggas holdin niggas' glock like a 4 wheeler
Cus that bitch go to kickin, blue caine
All black when I'm ridin, Bruce Wayne
Niggas bump to the money, Hussein
Never change them true, 2 Chainz
Hundred grand to yo boys like loose change
Better hush for that choppa wanna do things
Bang! Chit-chit bang-bang!
Nigga!
(Hook)
Playa (hater)
Turn yo head round (Turn yo head round)
Lay on the ground,
You've been robbed
(Verse)
Phone call from my Haitian homie say Papi got the good yay
No cellphone, no landlines, he do business off the 2 way
Call the homies, they gon run up on him, got sticks a waving too late
You know what I came for so don't play
Leave 100 O's round where you stay
Lawd, somebody call the popo
Snitch niggas die slow
Will they ever catch me?
Pussy nigga nono
Runnin out yo mouth, I'm just hopin you about it
Every nigga with me, boy that ready get started
No patdowns when I walk up in the party,
Smoking that stank, who he think he, Bob Marley?
No games
When I pull up in that foreign kill niggas
Hood nation, motherfucker, Real niggas
Won't stop, getting money, deal with it
Yea I'm fuckin yo bitch, I'm still in it
No tips on a whip so you see me in it
I can run through a clip, less than 2 minutes
Bang bang, reload til it start clickin
(Hook)
Playa (hater)
Turn yo head round (Turn yo head round)
Lay on the ground,
You've been robbed
(Verse)
Uh, half a drank like who gave you?
Move caine, I've been Abel
Bakin soda, no label
TV on but no cable
Streets talkin, I heard em
Hands out but curd him
He don't wanna work, he just wanted work
That he can handout and just burn him
Heard it all before though
Then went and copped the 4 do
Told pop I needed 4 mo
He texted back like fo sho
10 choppas goin fofo
Come fofo, crack blow do
Had em all magnets
Why we don't spoke
I mean no speak, I thought I won't eat, nah
I'm tied niggas, tired niggas
Quick to talk how they tie niggas
I'm on the block like who's tied nigga
Gun is cocked like who's fine quicker
Corner pack like those my niggas
G spots, we rackin em
Church guarded, I'm backin em
That's a lot of money, we stackin em
(Hook)
Playa (hater)
Turn yo head round (Turn yo head round)
Lay on the ground,
You've been robbed
Wake up (Wake up)
Open the door (Open the door)
Lay on the floor,
You've been robbed

Top Ace Hood, Ace Hood

[Hook: Kevin Cossum]
Never had a problem when it came to pretty women
One thing about me never catch me catchin' feelings
Somethin' about you made me wanna change it all
Even thugs fall...
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
Even thugs fall...
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
Even thugs fall...
[Verse 1]
Thinkin' back in the days with the homies
We was runnin' them streets
Never wanted that love, she just wanted that D
Never ever did I cuddle in the bed – I gotta keep shit G
Never hug or kiss, it ain't me – never ride the Bentley on E
Pretty face with a body like “whoo!”
Good girl with a little bit of freak
Nothin' like the women that I meet
Yeah, she's special indeed
I was off the chain, I never thought I could change
Until I met the lady of my dreams
With your sexy ass and I swear you belong in some magazines
I got a thing for you baby... and it's more than the sex
See I'm talking bout love and affection
Never been, just show me directions
And she know she with a real nigga
No love for them other hoes
Tell her have that pussy ready when I get home
You already know...
[Hook: Kevin Cossum]
[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
Look what you made me say
And I love it when I'm in it all night
Throw it back, goodness gracious
And I ain't never met nobody like you
And you will never meet a nigga like me
That's guaranteed...
And we both got a thing for one another, baby
So tell me, shorty, what's it really gon' be?
I ain't never been in love, I ain't never had a wife
You can probably be the one indeed
I'm a fly young man
Need a bad little bitch who in high demand
Girl I can't even lie – even thugs gon' fall
And I need you, baby
And I want you, girl
I can show you things
We can travel the world
Now you drivin' me crazy
With them curves all over
I let her ride that dick
Like my brand new Rover
[Hook: Kevin Cossum]
[Outro: Kevin Cossum]
I need you, baby
You made fallin' in love easy, baby
But it feels so good when you know you got sombody
Not just anybody, girl, I need your body
Even thugs fall in love...
If I'm a fiend, I'll call your body drugs
Girl It's you and me, can't let 'em break us up
Girl, girl I feel like I can't get enough (can't get enough)
Probably have my baby...
Probably have my baby...
Probably have my baby...
Probably gon' have my baby...
(She probably have my baby...)
Probably have my baby...
(You know even thugs fall sometime, baby, but it ain't no thing)
(Can't even lie you got a real nigga open)
Probably have my baby...
Probably have my baby...
Probably gon' have my baby...
Probably have my baby...

Top Ace Hood, Everyday

[Intro]
Everyday, Everyday, Everyday
[Hook]
Everyday I gotta hustle, everyday I gotta shine
I wake up every morning with money on my mind
I gotta push my verte, I gotta drop my top (Everyday)
I gotta check my trap, I gotta hit my block (Everyday)
Oooh Every-Everyday, oooh Every-Everyday
I gotta push my verte, I gotta drop my top (Everyday)
I gotta check my trap, I gotta hit my block (Everyday)
[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
Nothin' else matter but the money
Nothin' else matter but the money
Fuck a nigga hatin'
Nigga's used to pull up in the bucket
Now [?] cost a hundred
You don't wanna run it
Need a couple mil, I can front it
Everything you do, And I done it, I just keep it one hundred
Everyday a nigga gettin' blunted, and I'm with a white snow bunny
Heard you got problems, Glock 40 on me for the dummies
And I got a little for your buddies
Homie don't play that, swear [?] word to my momma
She just told me focus on the comma's, boy that's everyday
I just wanna get it ten ways, rollie and a pair of new J's
Everyday I wake, I gotta thank the Lord for the day
Then I gotta go and get paid
Oh my goodness
Ain't drived the Porsche in a month, my range rover make a nigga hush
Fuck nigga want
Sorry if I'm being too blunt,I gotta show a hater how to stunt
Boy you a joke, Kevin Hart with it
Deerfield rapper worth about a couple million
Imma go get it nigga, Imma go get it nigga, Imma go get it
[Hook]
Everyday I gotta hustle, everyday I gotta shine
I wake up every morning with money on my mind
I gotta push my verte, I gotta drop my top (Everyday)
I gotta check my trap, I gotta hit my block (Everyday)
Oooh Every-Everyday, oooh Every-Everyday
I gotta push my verte, I gotta drop my top (Everyday)
I gotta check my trap, I gotta hit my block (Everyday)
[Verse 2]
Boy I'm getting money like a sheikh
Quarter mil, make it in a week
Crib like a mall, young nigga living like meech
A Couple bad bitches in the jeep
20 gold bottles, you don't know nothin' bout this
You don't know nothin' bout a brick, 50K large
Coulda went and bought a new Benz, but instead I just put it on the wrist
And your bitch love it, rich nigga but I'm still thuggin'
Broke nigga's stay mean muggin'
Used to have trouble with the four door Ford, now I'm tryin' make the Forbes
Ya'll ain't seen nothin'
Ain't even trippin', promise Imma die real nigga and free my homeboys in the system
Stay prayed up, everyday my mind made up
Everyday [?], never caught slippin'
Case the wanna push they luck, try me if you thinkin' I'm bluffing
Woo
I love it when the beat go to ride out
I gotta yellow bone stripper at the trap house
I put the Chevy in the shop through summer time
Broward County, Deerfield born, running mine
[Hook]
Everyday I gotta hustle, everyday I gotta shine
I wake up every morning with money on my mind
I gotta push my verte, I gotta drop my top (Everyday)
I gotta check my trap, I gotta hit my block (Everyday)
Oooh Every-Everyday, oooh Every-Everyday
I gotta push my verte, I gotta drop my top (Everyday)
I gotta check my trap, I gotta hit my block (Everyday)

Top Ace Hood, They Trippin (freestyle)

[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
I put the Porsche in them inches
the photo addition
I keep a bitch in the kitchen
The ass sittin' ridiculous
This the Mission
Chains all vintage
Came to buy the club boy fuck who in attendance
Doc just called man told me find a clinic
Swag so sick aids when I go to spittin'
Man I'm different, yeah nigga different
Ride 28′s on the Chevy fuck 26′s
Every summer ball while you watchin' on the benches
Got a sewed up rap game need the stitches
Top off the Jeep man that motherfucker senseless
Hottest in the streets please tell em' bare with this
Chris Paul on this bullshit no Pippen
Crossover crossover fade away instant
When he done you gon' rock them ankles like Christmas
Might alley-oop guess who? Blake Griffin
Man ya'll trippin
Money is the mission
All-Star week ball player and some bitches
Or I mean women
Lord knows I'm sinnin'
She can't believe the watch
I told her watch Ripley's
All-Star weekend
Woman everywhere decisions
I tell em ball on a hater
Penthouse marble floors two elevators I'm gone
[Outro: Ace Hood]
Ya'll trippin, ya'll trippin
Money is the motivate mission
Yeah, money is the mission
Shout out to Chris Paul
Shouts out to..
All star weekend
We gon' turn up in the city
I be out there
Wild'n out doin my thing
You know what I'm sayin?
Ace Hood, you know how I do it
I be out there We The Best clique
bad bitches ahh.. feel me?
This just how we get down man
Oh my bad
Ace Hood

Top Ace Hood, Got Those J's

[Intro: DJ Khaled & Ace Hood]
I got every single Air Jordan in the game
We The Best Haaah
Air Jordan
Ace Hood, DJ Khaled
[Bridge: Ace Hood]
I say the man at nothing like a pair of new J's
Speaking of em I got on the 9 cool greys
Switching them up like every day those 3′s are like my faith
Can't just cop a pair I need a couple I'm in the game
[Hook: Ace Hood]
I got them J's hoe
I got the J's though
Same ones that my homie MJ wore
I got them J's though
I got them J's though
Hit up the Flight Club they know what I came for
[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
Stackin one through twenty-three everything that's on the shelf
Got a room full of J's people think I need some help
I got them J's though, already paid for
I want them Jordan's Mama that's just what I pray for
I remember growin' up watching Jordan on his Bull shit
Look at them 13′s and them black and red
And them Space Jams and the patent leather
Shorts on with them 8′s on with them tank top and summer weather
Everytime a new J drop I go run and cop cause I new better
Im sneaker freakin'
I got my own homies geekin'
Like where you get em from?
See he aint never seen em
Them black and yellow 4′s
Sold out when it hit the store
I wake up every morning, which ones puttin on?
[Bridge]
[Hook]
[Verse 2: DJ Khaled]
Air Jordan
We The Best Music
Ace Hood
DJ Khaled
One time for Reggie
One time for them Cement 3′s
Them Space Jams
Them Breds
I could keep going, I could go on and on
Air Jordan
We The Best
Jordan
[Bridge]
[Hook]

Top Ace Hood, Take Yo' Bitch

[Bridge: Ace Hood]
True player for real
know you heard about me
I'd a popped two molly's
and Im going on three
and Im out my mind and this bitch so geeked
try told ya'll niggas (yeah)
dont leave your girl around me
[Hook: Ace Hood]
I'ma take your girl
Im gonna fuck your bitch
I'ma take your girl
Im gon fuck that bitch
Ima take your girl
Im gon fuck that bitch
Im beat that up
give her all this dick
Verse 1: Ace Hood]
Now bad little bitch from the ATL
and she got an ass like K Michelle
Rule number 1 dont kiss and tell
her hair no joke like Dave Chappele
I beat that pussy like a murder case
she gon catch this white like colgate
keep my hoes in line like soul train
every day nigga bald no rogaine
I said twenty bottles im flexin
diamonds in my Rolex
where the bad bitches? where the bad bitches?
I'm just checkin
Man I popped a molly Im sweatin (woo!)
Bagged a bitch now we textin (wooo!)
plenty more in my section
I'm a young version Hugh Hefner
I cant even feel my face
I don really need more drink
all these hoes they coming with me
all these niggas cant believe
I say Im rollin Im rollin
and this dope Im smokin is potent
need you,you,you and her right there
back to the crib so we all can share
[Bridge]
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
Im killing these hoes like Im Ted Bundy
never bag bitch Im a head junkie
white tank top and some Polo undies
tryin to serve a freak with this chocolate sundae
snatch your chick like an alley-oop
shots on the rock I dont do the Goose
put her in the coupe I removed the roof
slam dunked that pussy like Bron do
I say hold up Doc I aint feelin well
my rolex sick and my pockets ...
throwin up money Im sick as hell
about 25K thats life in jail
now where the bad hoes at with them ass shots?
ref for nigga be a mascot
KOD I brung major cash
and they waving at me like carryout
say turn up nigga dont turn down (turn down)
please dont bring your hoe around (naw)
I don't wanna know her name
next thing you know we went 4 rounds
I'm a wild young nigga Ill admit that
hold that bitch Ima get that
she's in love with my 6-pack
and I aint talkin no beer rack nigga
[Bridge]
[Hook]

Top Ace Hood, Lifestyle

[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

Top Ace Hood, Letter To My Ex's

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

Top Ace Hood, Let It Off

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]

Top Ace Hood, Closer To My Dreams

yea good morning people
see im here to speak to the world today
im a firm believer in dreams and all that there
since my dream came true
so you know how they tell you the sky is the limit?
well so many people reach for the sky
and they can't really grab nothin
people like it ain't nothin in the sky Ace
you can't see nothin but if you close your eyes
and you just imagine and you believe
that your dream is in hands reach as long as
you believe it
it dont matter what nobody else gotta say
home boy
and ladies and gentlemen you will be closer to your
dream regardless of what they say
speak to em
it go cold winters and hot summers as im lookin through
that window can see that it might thunder
the clouds start to huddle
the rain hit the shutters
i start to see a puddle with loud sounds of clutter
was tought when i was younger when rain fall poors
its god givin tears as it poors from above
so i stand and i soar with my knees to the floor
and my head to the sky like go i am yours
whether not i see tomorrow and i got on my tour
swear to raise your name high like the libertian torch
was smart train to thought as i pass by the parks
i just stop and i park like this is my city
i emmerse from the blocks an stay from the cops
bein judged by the locks wit a pocket full of rocks
an a mouth full of gold diggers urgin to stop
an any nigga fitted that disturb on the block
i hear it all day that my niggas gettin caught
i just hold my head down we already in a drought
my cousin in the fears cause she took a different rought
an my homie in the bed cause he bout to lose his house
see our president is black we should never keep a doubtin
never keep em out man show a nigga how
ya and i can feel it in the air though
these niggas mad but i vision them like scarecrows
i can hear em when they whisper me to die slow
but i dont fear em cause my breed just like a cyclone
either move or get easily stepped on
im in my own race sprint not a cell phone
hard body mind frame like a shell toe
rookie of the year now im tryin to sell more
im gettin closer to my dream MLK
tryin to be the best at it each and every day
i told my niggas that i got us each and every way
and Broward county don't worry cause i pave way
never listen to a can't gotta get paid
mind frame left earth but it wont change
seven os in the bank is my first aim
so i do claim that when i do pray
super stars who'd a thank not a lupe
but i do pay homage i promise
any nigga comin outta Broward i got em
even tho i wasn't so honored
my mind frame stuck to the commas beside all the drama
chea lifes all great except when my nigga passed away
it was nothin i could do nor say
i felt like i was stuck in a cage as i suffer for days
an i stared an i gazed reminisce when we hang
like i can't be blamed and please god change that
time on the clock and his place on the block
an hold that shot as it blast from the glock
just to re-wind times so the pain it can stop
and i just refuse see my dawg in a box
and i know he lookin down as he gaze from the top
and he send me that love so i aim for the top
he would tell me go hard and never ever stop
he would probably take a picture thats my dawg
even though a nigga miss ya i love my dawg
an even through these tears gon fall
i promise i will never ever fall
i promise i will stick to my dream and ride for the team
as you rode it for me chya now im free
and every day i keep you closer to me
your mind and your soul im approachin my dream
and im closer to where i wanna be r.i.p. my nigga
i love ya home boy ya

Top Ace Hood, Lord Knows

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

Top Ace Hood, Lollipop Freestyle

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)

Top Ace Hood, Loco Wit The Cake

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

Top Ace Hood, Lil Freak Freestyle

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

Top Ace Hood, Just Living

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

Top Ace Hood, R.N.S.

(Intro)
Free Boosie
Ain't this that shit?
Ain't this that shit?
(Hook)
Ain't this that shit that we gon ride to?
Ain't this that shit that we get high to?
Ain't this that shit that make you vibe nigga?
Pull out yo stick and wanna slide nigga
I like to call this some real nigga shit
A real nigga on some real nigga shit
A lot of hoes on a real nigga dick
And money never make a real nigga switch
(Verse)
I say I can't stand no bitch nigga
That goes for you snitch niggas
Can't do no broke boys cus everybody with me they go getters
Say money over these lame hoes, yall niggas be cuffin dough
Met the bitch in that same night, I'mma knock down like dominoes
I say oh Lord I'm savin
Fuck yall, just pay me
Big bees in my whip, catch a young nigga move saney
I be ridin round with 2 ladies
Pussy nigga you basic
My nigga P keep a strap-on
Them hater fuck around, start sprayin
Nigga don't play me
All I'm talkin is real nigga shit
Come and fuck and suck a real nigga dick
All these hoes want a real nigga rich
(Hook)
Ain't this that shit that we gon ride to?
Ain't this that shit that we get high to?
Ain't this that shit that make you vibe nigga?
Pull out yo stick and wanna slide nigga
I like to call this some real nigga shit
A real nigga on some real nigga shit
A lot of hoes on a real nigga dick
And money never make a real nigga switch
(Verse)
I ride for my brother, I'd die for my brother
I'd kill for my mother in case you ain't know
Shoot out 100 then fuckin reload it
I lift up yo spirit like you been promoted
I'm wit it, runnin my city
Chasin that money, I get it get it
Came to the ratchet, my bitches said Diddy
I want it, I cop it, you watch what you spendin
Niggas be poundin like I'm pron, tell these hoes to please keep calm
If I die today I'm good
Hope this real shit can live on
Ain't no hoe shit in my blood, know my family is my love
Peace my homeboys and my thugs
Still with the same folk from day one
Boy that's real nigga shit
I'm just tryna get my whole team rich
In a Phantom blowin kush behind the tint
Bumpin Boosie Boo, that badass hit
(Hook)
Ain't this that shit that we gon ride to?
Ain't this that shit that we get high to?
Ain't this that shit that make you vibe nigga?
Pull out yo stick and wanna slide nigga
I like to call this some real nigga shit
A real nigga on some real nigga shit
A lot of hoes on a real nigga dick
And money never make a real nigga switch
(Verse)
Say what you wanna, do what you wanna
I get upset, they attack like piranhas
I don't even like not one of you niggas
Bitch ain't thick, can't even fuck wit er
Yea we them niggas with the 20 gold bottle
VIP sec, she put 25 models
Pulled up, yep that's us in the foreign
Huh, yall life so boring
Uh, I made a mill off touring
Crib in the hills like motherfuckin Lauren
Rest don't chill but just can't ignore
And that pussy so good, I explore like do it
Smoke one, for the ones lost
RIP to every real nigga we once saw, damn
Where the real niggas went?
Free Boosie
Free Fat Boy
Real shit
They gon lose they motherfuckin in the hood when they hear this
Nigga!
(Hook)
Ain't this that shit that we gon ride to?
Ain't this that shit that we get high to?
Ain't this that shit that make you vibe nigga?
Pull out yo stick and wanna slide nigga
I like to call this some real nigga shit
A real nigga on some real nigga shit
A lot of hoes on a real nigga dick
And money never make a real nigga switch

Top Ace Hood, Brothers Keeper

(Hook)
I'm my brother's keeper
I am my brother's keeper
And thou shalt not cross each other in the name of Jesus
And thou shalt not testify and go against yo people
And thou shalt not speak about it if you ain't never done it
Put God first and my family second, ain't nothing above it
I'm my brother's keeper
I am my brother's keeper
(Verse)
I pledge allegiance, my brother's keeper til I'm death departed
My wheel out so yo bullshit will get disregarded
Get yo money dog and say fuck them niggas, cut they head regardless
And if you go to war then I'm going too, now it's gangsta party
And mama told me don't trust niggas cus they all jealous
And if you out of jail this early dawg then you probably tellin
Oh Lord, you lookin at one of the realest niggas you done ever seen
Only receive about 20 choppas for the whole team
Getting dirty money but my bitches clean, they like Listerine
Where I come from it's either fake or real, it's no in-between
An eye for an eye, all my niggas ride or die
All my niggas certified
Trill niggas recognize hah!
(Hook)
I'm my brother's keeper
I am my brother's keeper
And thou shalt not cross each other in the name of Jesus
And thou shalt not testify and go against yo people
And thou shalt not speak about it if you ain't never done it
Put God first and my family second, ain't nothing above it
I'm my brother's keeper
I am my brother's keeper
(Verse)
My best friend got killed probably bout a year ago
On his front porch for a bag of cake and some indigo
I was mad as hell, why the fuck he ain't keep that hammer close?
I should've been there, I should've gone with him when he had to go
Cus this cold world that we livin in it's like 3 below
And I'll be goddamned if I'll bury any another of my nigas, no
In my home town I had downtown, I've been plottin plenty
And if you with a real nigga on some real shit you won't understand it
I'm against the wall, I gotta make some calls, them niggas broke the law
I'm in the blue sedan, I got the tool in hand and they comin to talk
What's the word homie? All my niggas ride or die
Niggas ain't safe when them Haitian boys done come drive-by
(Hook)
I'm my brother's keeper
I am my brother's keeper
And thou shalt not cross each other in the name of Jesus
And thou shalt not testify and go against yo people
And thou shalt not speak about it if you ain't never done it
Put God first and my family second, ain't nothing above it
I'm my brother's keeper
I am my brother's keeper

Top Ace Hood, Love Somebody

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

Top Ace Hood, Luv Her (ft. 2 Chainz)

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

Top Ace Hood, Buss Guns

(Hook: Mavado)
I'm with da million dollar crew
My guns and my bitches stuntin too
I'm a gangsta fo life
Be a killa still payin
I buss my guns fo life
I buss my guns fo life
I buss my guns fo life
I buss my guns fo life
(Verse: Ace Hood)
Glock 4-5 on the waistline, you can make a move when you want to
Can't gun in my park, in this city homeboy cus a nigga don't know you
Keep thinkin I'm playin, he thinkin I'm playin, they thinkin I'm playin
Tryin to set a new set, a whole lot of people been poppin up dead
Rule number one, we don't do the police, never talk to the feds
We ain't gully ridin in a Benz, 2 G's with they hair full of dreads
Watch them niggas, I don't like them niggas, I don't trust them niggas
Got on all my jewelry, in the hood playboy, what the fuck wrong wit him?
On my mama I don't really get sleep cus a young nigga paranoid
Extendo clips on a gun, motherfucker never travel on steroids
Half a million dollars' worth of whips, young nigga I can show you how to motivate
Ever fucked a bad bitch on a bed full of hunnits? I can show you how to meditate
(Hook: Mavado)
I'm with da million dollar crew
My guns and my bitches stuntin too
I'm a gangsta fo life
Be a killa still payin
I buss my guns fo life
I buss my guns fo life
I buss my guns fo life
I buss my guns fo life
(Verse: Ace Hood)
Doin bout 100 on the highway, I don't give a fuck about the popo
I don't sell dope but I know a chico who did it for the lolo
Police aksin me questions, thinkin I'mma talk, that's a nono
He a never know I got 4,5 bricks, all stashed in the 4 do
I'm feelin myself getting money every day like a young nigga pposed to
Can't walk in my shoes, take a look in my eyes, you don't know what I've been through
And free my niggas in the state peniten, every day that's on lockdown
Never gon catch me slip cus you know I'm best friends with the tre pound
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang man you'd think Chief Keef in this motherfucker
And every homeboy around me, man you know I love that nigga like a blood brother
Diff you bitch, down to the gully
Got love in the hood, respect my nigga, can't take that from me
(Hook: Mavado)
I'm with da million dollar crew
My guns and my bitches stuntin too
I'm a gangsta fo life
Be a killa still payin
I buss my guns fo life
I buss my guns fo life
I buss my guns fo life
I buss my guns fo life

Top Ace Hood, Jamaica

(Hook)
I just got back from Jamaica, Jamaica
Just smoked a pound of that Jamaica, Jamaica
I'm on the move, now see you later, later
Just smoked a pound of that Jamaica, Jamaica
You pussy niggas just some haters, some haters
I need my dough, don't do no favors, no favors
Just copped a crib that's on some acres, some acres
I fucked yo bitch and now she famous, she famous
Aye I just got back from Jamaica
(Verse)
I swear to God I woke up on the gully side
And all they know is motherfuckin homicide
Murda, just keep the burna
A couple keys will get you shot,
Watch who you servin, watch who you servin,
Police lurkin, oh yea they lurkin
They seven deep in that excursion, in that excursion
Keep 20 thousand in my pockets, that's in my pockets
Ain't talkin money switch the topic, I switch the topic
I pull up in that brand new Gatti, bitch I got it
I fuck these niggas, word to Gotti, just catchin profit
I know some youngins catchin bodies, they catchin bodies
They 17 and got no daughters, ain't got no daughters
Oh my goodness, Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy
My Rollie cost a couple birdies, a couple birdies
I want a billion fore I'm 40, before I'm 40
They aks me do I smoke that killa? Know what I'm talkin?
(Hook)
I just got back from Jamaica, Jamaica
Just smoked a pound of that Jamaica, Jamaica
I'm on the move, now see you later, later
Just smoked a pound of that Jamaica, Jamaica
You pussy niggas just some haters, some haters
I need my dough, don't do no favors, no favors
Just copped a crib that's on some acres, some acres
I fucked yo bitch and now she famous, she famous
Aye I just got back from Jamaica
(Verse)
A hunnit killas with me in Mavado nigga
I'm king of the south and ain't got a lot of niggas
Wake up, go get yo cake up
I blew 100 racks in Jacob, that's only Jacob's
Don't give a fuck, I do it major, I do it major
These bitches watch me like I'm cable, just like I'm cable
And fuck yo life, that shit's a fable, it's all a fable
I show you millions on the table, that's on the table
And can't no other nigga stop me, you'll never stop me
I'm shittin on em, never sloppy, apologizing
Aye check yo Twitter, guess who dreamin, bitch we the hottest,
Bitch we the bidness and the realest, ain't nothing modest,
I swear to God I tried to tell er
We set the standards, we set the standards motherfucker
Better learn some manners
I'm getting head in that new Phantom, that's in a Phantom
And Papi aks me do I got it, you know the answer
(Hook)
I just got back from Jamaica, Jamaica
Just smoked a pound of that Jamaica, Jamaica
I'm on the move, now see you later, later
Just smoked a pound of that Jamaica, Jamaica
You pussy niggas just some haters, some haters
I need my dough, don't do no favors, no favors
Just copped a crib that's on some acres, some acres
I fucked yo bitch and now she famous, she famous
Aye I just got back from Jamaica

Top Ace Hood, Tears

(Intro)
Crying tears of joy
Yea
(Verse)
I'm getting sick and tired of crying tears over grandma
Lord knows I miss ya, I'm just livin through these pictures
Still reminiscin on them Thanksgiving dinners
Telling me to pray before I take on any mission
I can't blame God, maybe it's the seasons
Mama told me everything happens for a reason
I miss my nigga Del, trust my nigga Fo
I'm thankful for this music cus it helps a nigga cope
Remember discussing dreams on his mama front porch
He told me keep my focus dawg and stay away from dope
He said that we would make it, heavy dream chasin
Nothing's ever given so we might as well take it
If you walk or see me now
(Hook)
I know my granny she proud
I know my homies, them proud
I hold my momma, them down
But I can tell you these tears
I wish my daughter was here
I know my fans they proud
But take a look at me now (take a look at me now)
Crying tears of joy
(Verse)
My baby girl beautiful and now she's getting older
Got me heavy stressin cus these streets are getting colder
Prayin every night and still I keep that heat closer
And they ain't tryna end up on a shore that no one pposed
Lord have mercy, I'm tryin to see tomorrow
So I can teach my daughter and son to be a father
See ain't nobody perfect, all of us is sinners
Forgive and we forget but shit some things are still remembered
Daddy never called but know that hatred I surrendered
And whether not he proud I got success on my agenda
I did it for my family, I did it with my niggas
I did it for the fans, hope I can be remembered
I done came so far
(Hook)
I know my granny she proud
I know my homies, them proud
I hold my momma, them down
But I can tell you these tears
I wish my daughter was here
I know my fans they proud
But take a look at me now (take a look at me now)
Crying tears of joy
(Verse)
Carry the heavy load
It's been a long long road
Tears rolling right down my face
Finally made it to a better place
For all the people that tried
To stand in my way, I'm doin just fine
They can't stop what's meant to be
But thank God for my family
He kept me aiming for the clouds
When no one was around
He never had a doubt
I remember just tryna get my feet on the ground, hey!
Now take a look at me now!
(Hook)
I know my granny she proud
I know my homies, them proud
I hold my momma, them down
But I can tell you these tears
I wish my daughter was here
I know my fans they proud
But take a look at me now (take a look at me now)
Crying tears of joy

Top Ace Hood, Skip The Talk'n

(Verse)
Man I feel like tonight gon be a hell of a night
I don't usually say that
All this turn up in my system, then my niggas just forgivin
Sometimes we don't even know how to act
But tell me where yo bed at
I'll show you a good time if you show me where yo bed at
(Pre-Hook)
If I got your permission girl I gotta tell the truth
All these different women, only one I see is you
Have you up all night just like a red eye
Already know what I wanna do
(Hook x2)
Baby let's just skip the talkin
Let's skip the talkin, let's skip the talkin
Let's get right down to business baby
Get right down to it, Get right down to it yea
(Verse)
Liquor got me talkin, kush got me faded
Quit beating round the bush, baby we can skip the basics
Can sit around and then act like I don't want you bad as I do
From the first time that I laid eyes, I had pictured you in my coupe
With that dress fittin perfect, handbag Berkin
I'm just tryna change yo life
Them other niggas thirsty
I'mma keep it real, no bullshit and I need yo body like now
See we both grown and ain't nothing wrong with a little bumpin and grindin
Let's skip the club, in my penthouse we won't make it to the bedroom
From the kitchen under that couch
I'm tappin yo spot to see what that do
Girl I hear yo body callin
Runnin like a faucet
This dick will give you amnesia girl
Can't remember what started
I'm sayin
(Pre-Hook)
If I got your permission girl I gotta tell the truth
All these different women, only one I see is you
Have you up all night just like a red eye
Already know what I wanna do
(Hook x2)
Baby let's just skip the talkin
Let's skip the talkin, let's skip the talkin
Let's get right down to business baby
Get right down to it, Get right down to it yea
(Verse)
Don't mean to be blunt, fuck it, don't be lyin
Yo last man never played with it while he hittin that from behind
Or get it in in that 4 do if that Porsche seats on recline
I promise baby, I promise baby, you begging me to rewind
Girl, I'll do you like a favor, don't care we wake the neighbors
You screamin oh Lawd, okay Anita Baker
You been here with a real nigga baby, won't even tell you no lie
I see the want in yo eyes and it ain't no need to wastin our time
Said it's 5 in the morning, niggas still on it
Breakfast in the bed, pussy weed money
I do it Shawty, I do it Shawty, can't name one better
I'm tryna get you wetter, I've been thinkin this forever
I'm sayin
(Pre-Hook)
If I got your permission girl I gotta tell the truth
All these different women, only one I see is you
Have you up all night just like a red eye
Already know what I wanna do
(Hook x2)
Baby let's just skip the talkin
Let's skip the talkin, let's skip the talkin
Let's get right down to business baby
Get right down to it, Get right down to it yea

Top Ace Hood, Mr. Hood

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 24â€²s,
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 â€˜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,

Top Ace Hood, My Life

IÃ¢Â€Â™ve been walking all my life
And I canÃ¢Â€Â™t find my way to you
IÃ¢Â€Â™ve been praying to the lord IÃ¢Â€Â™m gon see her face someday,
someday
Well if that donÃ¢Â€Â™t come home you know IÃ¢Â€Â™ll ride
To make it on my own
IÃ¢Â€Â™ve been praying to the lord IÃ¢Â€Â™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 didnÃ¢Â€Â™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 Ã¢Â€Â˜em
In the rows ainÃ¢Â€Â™t talkinÃ¢Â€Â™ flowers
Everybody wanna be so sour
You mad cuz the shit ainÃ¢Â€Â™t ours
Handouts only for them cowards
No college degree at Howard
I came up from the bottom
They so scared IÃ¢Â€Â™m getting hotter
We sacking them fuckinÃ¢Â€Â™ dollars
Just pray for me, will you mama?
Had I came a long way
Wanna know me? Just listen to what the song say
IÃ¢Â€Â™ve been walking all my life
And I canÃ¢Â€Â™t find my way to you
IÃ¢Â€Â™ve been praying to the lord Imma face this day someday, someday
Well if that donÃ¢Â€Â™t come home you know IÃ¢Â€Â™ll ride
To make it on my own
IÃ¢Â€Â™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, youÃ¢Â€Â™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?
IÃ¢Â€Â™m sick and tired of your hatinÃ¢Â€Â™
IÃ¢Â€Â™m sittinÃ¢Â€Â™ cool and IÃ¢Â€Â™ patient
And my fans are steady waitinÃ¢Â€Â™
Why the fuck I havenÃ¢Â€Â™t blew up?
Why the fuck IÃ¢Â€Â™m underrated?
IÃ¢Â€Â™m the realest thing going
And most of people know it
To my hood I am a god, an illustrated poet
I donÃ¢Â€Â™t see no competition
Unless IÃ¢Â€Â™m in the mirror
IÃ¢Â€Â™m starving in this bitch and I just saved about a million
All my life IÃ¢Â€Â™ve been waiting for this moment
But still IÃ¢Â€Â™m screaming fuck Ã¢Â€Â˜em
You just shown me my apartment, hold up
IÃ¢Â€Â™ve been walking all my life
And I canÃ¢Â€Â™t find my way to you
IÃ¢Â€Â™ve been praying to the lord Imma face this day someday, someday
Well if that donÃ¢Â€Â™t come home you know IÃ¢Â€Â™ll ride
To make it on my own
IÃ¢Â€Â™ve been praying to the lord Imma face this day someday
IÃ¢Â€Â™ve been walking all my life (my life my lifeÃ¢Â€Â¦)
IÃ¢Â€Â™ve been walking all my life (my life my lifeÃ¢Â€Â¦)
And I canÃ¢Â€Â™t find my way to you
IÃ¢Â€Â™ve been praying to the lord Imma face this day someday, someday

Top Ace Hood, My Speakers

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 â€¦
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

Top Ace Hood, Nothing To Something

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, IÃ¢Â€Â™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 stuntinÃ¢Â€Â™ (yea)
Used to diss me now them bitches be easily fuckinÃ¢Â€Â™
No use for the bucket, IÃ¢Â€Â™m whippinÃ¢Â€Â™ a Phantom
Still I know who get it cheap out of Little Havana
Keep it caution niggas, know who be talkinÃ¢Â€Â™ bananas
Watch you block up, give a fuck if you holdinÃ¢Â€Â™ umbrellas
Watch the niggas you around cuz motherfuckinÃ¢Â€Â™ jealous
Pillow talkinÃ¢Â€Â™ with them bitches could be repercussions
No pity for weak, we playinÃ¢Â€Â™ for keeps
Put feet on the Jeep and ride with that piece on the seat
No sleep when itÃ¢Â€Â™s beef here, donÃ¢Â€Â™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
DonÃ¢Â€Â™t give a fuck if niggas owe me a couple of hundred
I need that, IÃ¢Â€Â™m talkinÃ¢Â€Â™ asap
Got this shit off the muscle, IÃ¢Â€Â™m talkinÃ¢Â€Â™ way back
Little Frangle you niggas, bitches you hatinÃ¢Â€Â™ ass
Only reason I come through stuntinÃ¢Â€Â™ with paper tags
Yellow diamonds be shining, know how to pay back
You niggas boring, I whipped the foreign, itÃ¢Â€Â™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, IÃ¢Â€Â™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 canÃ¢Â€Â™t get nothing from me
Rolling on 4G idles and move to the paper
Let the wrist, ainÃ¢Â€Â™t got the window to fuck up a hater
LetÃ¢Â€Â™s get Ã¢Â€Â˜em pissed, look at my latest bitch
You will think Beyonce ride with me at the wheel
Bitch we the business, couple million
SwimminÃ¢Â€Â™ in fuck what you think or you feelinÃ¢Â€Â™
Hustle hard, so potent with balls
Still whippinÃ¢Â€Â™ them cars, donÃ¢Â€Â™t know whatÃ¢Â€Â™s in the garage
IÃ¢Â€Â™m rich yay, crib got a few in the made
She cook what I crave, wake up to water and waves
ItÃ¢Â€Â™s boos livinÃ¢Â€Â™, pimpinÃ¢Â€Â™, you in it or not
Whole team balling, bitches you fuckinÃ¢Â€Â™ or not?
Rollie on me, got more cracks than a crack-head
26Ã¢Â€Â™s on the chicas in Bali
I got what I needed, consistently dreaminÃ¢Â€Â™
LookinÃ¢Â€Â™ 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, IÃ¢Â€Â™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

Top Ace Hood, Make It Rain (freestyle)

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

Top Ace Hood, Memory Lane

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

Top Ace Hood, Mine

(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

Top Ace Hood, Money Ova Here

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]

Top Ace Hood, Addiction

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

Top Ace Hood, Adrenaline Rush Freestyle

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

Top Ace Hood, 2-12-12

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

Top Ace Hood, A Hustlers Prayer

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 dyinÃ¢Â€Â™ everyday so I keep that Glock on me
IÃ¢Â€Â™m just thankful I woke up to see another day, hey-ey-ey
Man IÃ¢Â€Â™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 emptyinÃ¢Â€Â™ out that full clip
And I put it on mama, fifth of the Hen, IÃ¢Â€Â™m just gonna slow sip
Cuz IÃ¢Â€Â™m way to stressed and again IÃ¢Â€Â™m blessed because IÃ¢Â€Â™m
still here
LookinÃ¢Â€Â™ in that mirror I can see a man with no fear
Oh lord oh lord this world is hell although we livinÃ¢Â€Â™ in it
Gotta keep my vibe, oh why oh why must I just keep on sinninÃ¢Â€Â™?
TryinÃ¢Â€Â™ to keep it real in a world so fake, now can I get a witness?
Got niggas killing over JordanÃ¢Â€Â™s, gettinÃ¢Â€Â™ life in prison
IÃ¢Â€Â™m tryinÃ¢Â€Â™ 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 IÃ¢Â€Â™m livinÃ¢Â€Â™ wrong but mama, you just pray for me
Gotta make this money so my family forever eatinÃ¢Â€Â™
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 IÃ¢Â€Â™m right put the man above before I go to sleep and
AinÃ¢Â€Â™t nothing lesser than a G, thatÃ¢Â€Â™s how they bury me
Have mercy on Ã¢Â€Â˜em
If I should die before I wake
Pour me out some liquor when youÃ¢Â€Â™re at the wake
And IÃ¢Â€Â™ll be good as long as I know daughterÃ¢Â€Â™s straight
Realest shit I ever wrote, this is a hustlerÃ¢Â€Â™s prayer

Top Ace Hood, Beautiful

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

Top Ace Hood, Bet Cypher 2008

[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:]

Top Ace Hood, All Bets On Ace

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]

Top Ace Hood, Another One Freestyle

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,..

Top Ace Hood, Slow Down

(Feat. Kevin Cossom)
Now you wanna tell me slow it down
When I tell you bring them hoes around
Wanna kill it but you canÃ¢Â€Â™t stop (slow down)
Asking me to slow down
In my feeling all caught up now
ItÃ¢Â€Â™s been months since I ainÃ¢Â€Â™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, youÃ¢Â€Â™d better be
LetÃ¢Â€Â™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 couldÃ¢Â€Â™ve paused our love like TiVo
My homie canÃ¢Â€Â™t see, told me thatÃ¢Â€Â™s the way to be though
She says that IÃ¢Â€Â™m stupid, heck IÃ¢Â€Â™m stupid
I ainÃ¢Â€Â™t gotta ask, she just do it
Said she da best, I say prove it
We gon slow down
AinÃ¢Â€Â™t nothing like me you can bet your bottom dollar
CouldnÃ¢Â€Â™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 canÃ¢Â€Â™t stop (slow down)
Lemme call you after 1 oÃ¢Â€Â™ clock
Your bad money got sorta fine
I like your bodyÃ¢Â€Â™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, IÃ¢Â€Â™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 Ã¢Â€Â˜em and leave
Waste my time and IÃ¢Â€Â™m chuckinÃ¢Â€Â™ the bee
So they begginÃ¢Â€Â™ me to just slow down
You read on my eye
Girl, do that same thing every time
Jack when youÃ¢Â€Â™re around
But I donÃ¢Â€Â™t know if I, I donÃ¢Â€Â™t know if I
Could slow it down, slow it down
My nigga ACDC
He has six girls for us thatÃ¢Â€Â™s three a piece, three a piece
What they hittinÃ¢Â€Â™ for?
He said that we may just wanna be down with the two
I said IÃ¢Â€Â™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 thatÃ¢Â€Â™s broad top
Burn the bread, call it pop tart
And IÃ¢Â€Â™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 canÃ¢Â€Â™t stop (slow down)
Lemme call you after 1 oÃ¢Â€Â™ clock
Your bad money got sorta fine
I like your bodyÃ¢Â€Â™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

Top Ace Hood, Sex Dance

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

Top Ace Hood, Try'n

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,

Top Ace Hood, Top Of The World

[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,

Top Ace Hood, Walk It Like I Talk It

[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

Top Ace Hood, Turn Up

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

Top Ace Hood, Stressin'

[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]

Top Ace Hood, Spoke To My Momma

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

Top Ace Hood, This Nigga Here

(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

Top Ace Hood, Take You Down (feat. T-pain)

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)

Top Ace Hood, Knock Knock

[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

Top Ace Hood, Who Hotter Than Me

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

Top Ace Hood, Wifey Material

(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

Top Ace Hood, We Here(dunn Dunn)

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

Top Ace Hood, We On

[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)

Top Ace Hood, Body 2 Body

[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

Top Ace Hood, Bitter World

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

Top Ace Hood, Champion!

(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

Top Ace Hood, Cash Flow

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...

Top Ace Hood, Can't Stop

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,

Top Ace Hood, Can't See Yall

[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

Top Ace Hood, Call Me

[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

Top Ace Hood, Break A Bitch Down Freestyle

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

Top Ace Hood, Bout Me

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)

Top Ace Hood, Born An O.g.

(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

Top Ace Hood, Overtime

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:

Top Ace Hood, Pay Her Bills (cardiack Beats)

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 â€¦
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 â€¦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

Top Ace Hood, Reminiscing

LetÃ¢Â€Â™s take these niggers back to Ã¢Â€Â˜98
Mama in the kitchen, cookinÃ¢Â€Â™ 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 ainÃ¢Â€Â™t trippinÃ¢Â€Â™, mama did your daddy work?
23 and got a crib thatÃ¢Â€Â™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
ThatÃ¢Â€Â™s true story, it was overrated
They donÃ¢Â€Â™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 hatinÃ¢Â€Â™ shit, donÃ¢Â€Â™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 ainÃ¢Â€Â™t gettinÃ¢Â€Â™ chips
My vision changed, the struggle came
I see my mama cryinÃ¢Â€Â™, I can feel her pain
The pills are so behind we canÃ¢Â€Â™t afford a thing
We canÃ¢Â€Â™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 hitinÃ¢Â€Â™ thirty well
Not sugar coating shit, you niggas fairytale
They free my niggers locked behind them prison cells
IÃ¢Â€Â™m one of just a few who send my niggers mail
Hearing a lot of talk Ã¢Â€Â˜bout what you niggas do
IÃ¢Â€Â™m everywhere, you never there, IÃ¢Â€Â™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 IÃ¢Â€Â™m livinÃ¢Â€Â™ 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 IÃ¢Â€Â™m prayinÃ¢Â€Â™ through it
Star faish, star faish
LivinÃ¢Â€Â™ every day like IÃ¢Â€Â™m on vacaish
Underrated, they say I is
And Imma give Ã¢Â€Â˜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

Top Ace Hood, Ride Or Die

(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

Top Ace Hood, Real Shit

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

Top Ace Hood, Realest Livin

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

Top Ace Hood, Piss 'em Off

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 Ã¢Â€Â˜em off
Had to whisper to my dog, I say we here to ball
Chain ring, wrist bling, Imma piss Ã¢Â€Â˜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 donÃ¢Â€Â™t have a rank, catch me cooping on a Sunday
Bitch I am the shit. We clear? Blue Ray
Check the swag. Yea, itÃ¢Â€Â™s on
GettinÃ¢Â€Â™ cash, the bank roll
I get it fast, never slow
Piss Ã¢Â€Â˜em off just to let them haters know
Let Ã¢Â€Â˜em know you will never meet a nigger this fly, ainÃ¢Â€Â™t lying
Got the top off the wip
You ainÃ¢Â€Â™t ridinÃ¢Â€Â™, you ainÃ¢Â€Â™t ridinÃ¢Â€Â™
If the watch under 40
You ainÃ¢Â€Â™t shinninÃ¢Â€Â™, you ainÃ¢Â€Â™t shinninÃ¢Â€Â™
Piss Ã¢Â€Â˜em off, you niggas all talk, ainÃ¢Â€Â™t bout it
Old man, ten grand, bougght the whole mall
Heard they hatinÃ¢Â€Â™ so I did it just to piss Ã¢Â€Â˜em off
Chilling with a bad bitch Mrs. WhatchaCall
Put her in a red bottom just to piss Ã¢Â€Â˜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 talkinÃ¢Â€Â™
ItÃ¢Â€Â™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 IÃ¢Â€Â™m a dog, my wips are retarded
Swag out of space, you couldnÃ¢Â€Â™t match it with a martian
Whatcha talkin nigga
Check the swag. Yea, itÃ¢Â€Â™s on
GettinÃ¢Â€Â™ cash, the bank roll
I get it fast, never slow
Piss Ã¢Â€Â˜em off just to let them haters know
Let Ã¢Â€Â˜em know you will never meet a nigger this fly, ainÃ¢Â€Â™t lying
Got the top off the wip
You ainÃ¢Â€Â™t ridinÃ¢Â€Â™, you ainÃ¢Â€Â™t ridinÃ¢Â€Â™
If the watch under 40
You ainÃ¢Â€Â™t shinninÃ¢Â€Â™, you ainÃ¢Â€Â™t shinninÃ¢Â€Â™

Top Ace Hood, Promises

Featuring Kevin Cossom
Uh, crowd full of loud fans, hope I donÃ¢Â€Â™t choke
White girls going ham, they just so stoked
They just think IÃ¢Â€Â™m kinda dope, guess IÃ¢Â€Â™m pure coke
Hope they love me for my drive, only Lord knows
My daughter past couple months ago
Feel like IÃ¢Â€Â™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 IÃ¢Â€Â™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 IÃ¢Â€Â™m 23 ye ainÃ¢Â€Â™t never called me
Momma said you was slicker than some hair grease
YouÃ¢Â€Â™s a cheater, whatÃ¢Â€Â™s the point of giving wedding rings?
Poor man, you should be ashamed
Ever since I made it big I ainÃ¢Â€Â™t been the same
First they love you then they hate you, itÃ¢Â€Â™s all in the game
Kinda funny when the Malcolm people know my name
AinÃ¢Â€Â™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 ainÃ¢Â€Â™t trippinÃ¢Â€Â™ leave me Ã¢Â€Â˜lone when the dick soft
Promises, selling promises
Fake friends leave you Ã¢Â€Â˜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 IÃ¢Â€Â™m all by myself
When I need your help
Promises and promises
You said you would be here
Man, hothead, shouldÃ¢Â€Â™ve listened when they told me
God the only man that could hold me
Bad bitches, all looking for a check
And IÃ¢Â€Â™m a dope spitter looking for respect
Niggas say IÃ¢Â€Â™m hot, they just tryna flex
AinÃ¢Â€Â™t trippinÃ¢Â€Â™, bring the Phantom through the projects
Young nigga gettinÃ¢Â€Â™ dum payed
Drop top, screaming fuck Ã¢Â€Â˜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 ainÃ¢Â€Â™t a killa but donÃ¢Â€Â™t tempt me
Majority of family is so against me
Figured since IÃ¢Â€Â™m winning big we should all eat
IÃ¢Â€Â™m on 106 and now you wanna call me
ShouldÃ¢Â€Â™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 IÃ¢Â€Â™m all by myself
When I need your help
Promises and promises
You said you would be here
IÃ¢Â€Â™ve been waiting on you for a long long minute
When you said youÃ¢Â€Â™re gonna be here I thought you meant it
But IÃ¢Â€Â™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

Top Ace Hood, Picture Me Rollin

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,..

Top Ace Hood, Picture Phone 4Play (ft. Kevin Cossom)

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)

Top Ace Hood, August 9th Dreams

(haha)
body bag
Told you
Don't f*ck with me don't f*ck with me
Don't f*ck with me don't f*ck with me
Don't f*ck with me don't f*ck with me
...don't
Got show money more stash money
Plus a clip and a bullet for you crash dummies
F*ck twitter turn you n*ggas into aim buddies
that's if you trippin on the money that you had for me
Do you remember me, na probably not
Funny how the game change when you at the top
Oh you noticed me, I never thought you would
Hit the deal a hundred grand, like I really should
F*cking make em mad, cuz they hate for me to do it
Wonder why she smile more cause it’s really good
I hi hater, I need to dilator, pockets pregnant, i make
her win the cash labor
and f*ck a n*gga that be hatin with a vibrator
and b*tches callin me dolls ‘cause I’ma call later
pause, i aint one of em guys
Keep it realer with em that's every bar every line
50 grand for the watch, still wonder the time
I’m in the club she approaching because of the shine
Yeah, I’m still paying my dues
Still humble, nothing changed with something to prove
the hottest nigga in the street is the currently news
and f*ck a n*gga who aint like it you pepe le pew
hope bigga then life
after bet i maybe increasing the price
and that your b*tch i bet she dreamed about f*cking me
twice
see im that n*gga she be seeing who f*cking her right
Damn, I’ll be stunting on the hater
they hope a nigga fail
So they laughin at him later
But i be in that coupe, imma hard top hater
Just tell em keep the roof, waving hi all haters
yeah, I know they’re waiting on the nigga
blood, sweat and tears, no more favors for a nigga
Pull up on a scene, know the safety off the trigger
Take your best shot since you’re hating on a nigga.
Don't f*ck with me don't f*ck with me
(haha)
Don't f*ck with me don't f*ck with me
(told ya)
Don't f*ck with me don't f*ck with me
(blood)
Don't f*ck with me don't f*ck with me
(sweat... tears)
...don't
august 9th on a n*gga
august 9th on a n*gga
august 9th on a n*gga
f*ck whoever hatin on a n*gga

Top Ace Hood, Adorn

Oh yeah!
It's like 2:30 in the morning
It's like my joint right here!
Ace Hood! Hey baby, hey baby
Your body I can't wait to penetrate it
Hate talking, I just rather demonstrate it
Temptation is higher than me fade it
I'm just trying to own that pussy, not renovate it
Loving when you're naked, debating, know how to take it
Moving to the ..is driving the nick crazy
Hey, it's driving the nick crazy
I adorn you, I should forward warn you
Type of dick, make you forget the shit you're going
through
Do it with my chains on, how a thug do
I'm probably in my Louis Vuittons with your strings
loose
Throw it on the wall, neighbors know my name, too
Pussy, good girl, I eat it like I ride through
Ha, ha, I'm just being honest
Most niggas.. some vagina
They pussy, tell them keep looking
Well, I'll be in your whole, I hit it like Keith
Brooking
You gonna keep pushing, that clitoris keep pushing
Gimmie that straight right there, I left for shooking
Bet the next morning I'm hollering what's cooking
Huh, now for real, what's cooking?
Cheese, eggs, butter grits and a bad bitch
That Versaci on the.. make her come quick
Boy shorts on her, you should see that ass sit
Phone ringing, fuck 'em birds, no mike..
Keep it real baby girl, I just want to
..gotta paint the ocean blue
Million dollar crib, you should see the water view
Me and you, I'm trying to show you what I never knew
Do it better in the... yeah, I doubt it too
Incredible, huh, I adorn you!
You just gotta let my love, let my love, let my love
adorn you!
I let, let it fresh it up
You got love, you love, you got a love that I adorn you
Just that, babe!
oh, oh, let my love adorn you, babe
Don't let me, don't you let no one tell you different
Always adorn you
You gotta know, you gotta know, know, know

Top Ace Hood, John Freestyle

Ok, now first thing first, … my motherfucking dough
Polo breeze I keep that pistol in my drove
I'm by that Chevy I'm sitting yeah …
Nigger jump in my water I'll pay the motherfucking
Jones
You nigger … I keep them haters so …
Don't mention my name if 20 grands ain't the cost
Nigger fuck it I got it … just to floss
I honor thy father spend 25 on a cross
And bag up too easy and plus my nigger Rick Ross
I'm hop on this beat and loose my mind …
You bought it on with it … don't be loving these
bitches
Yes a no no, life's stepping on … call some broke jokes
Shake with me, deep throat, ace to it, be smold
My shot, three throw, pussy nigger he know
Leave ho… she ain't slow, that nigger, bingo
I'm not a star, somebody lied I leave these bitches in
a oh
I leave these bitches in a oh, I leave these bitches in
a oh
Ok, ya hop on my ride, I'm 40 … on a car
It's my and my nigger, we stunting on all about …
I pull up the club I got 100 in my jeans
You know … full of …
I'm not a star, somebody lied I leave these bitches in
a oh
I leave these bitches in a oh, I leave these bitches in
a oh.

Top Ace Hood, On My Momma

This ‘bout my momma
Too many niggas ready to write about this shit bruh
I swear to God I’ll never be a fuck nigga
Fuck niggas, not too quick to fucks with
Choppers stretchin’ muscles like I’m bodybuildin’
Crew say he actin’ like he Stuart Little
Finest real homies in the sewer with ‘er
Fool, you think you tough? I’ve got a crew to kill ya
And I satisfy till they momma miss ‘em
They not satisfied till they momma misses these
Niggas talk tough gon get it
Glockin’ off cuz they’ll snap back fit it
Hells yea, my niggas turned up with it
Hoppin’ out of that four door tinted
Fly nigga like sky mouse
Gold chain and my locks down
On my momma them killers with me
They just lovin’ that gun sound
Brah fuck boom with me she crazy
No matter what it’s fuck you niggas pay me
My Rollie cost a brick I swear to God fool
Got so many cars by the drive through
Every day I gotta hustle bitch woo, that’s on my momma
woo
I gotta keep it G , nothing less than a hundred woo
My Rolex super flooded put that on my doll
If she with me she gon fuckin’ suck it off
That’s on my momma woo that’s on my momma woo
I’m stuntin’ stuntin’ ballin’ ballin’, that’s on my
momma woo
It’s pistol pistol keep it, that’s on my momma
My niggas, that’s right, that’s on my momma
White on white the tray, I call that bitch Madonna
Chevy seat so high I’m talkin’ marijuana
Countin’ up a million, damn that caught a boner
Lambo comin’ sooner like it’s Oklahoma
Fuck that, I won’t spare you niggas
Fuck that, I won’t spare you hoes
Yea yea, I’ve been getting that money
Hell no, I won’t sell my soul
Put that word on my momma
I never snitch to get under
My chopper name is Obama
He brings change with his drama
I said hood and I’ve been there
Bad bitch, I might tip that
Beef with me, I keep clack
Purple lean I’m gon sip that
For my momma my clique ride
On my momma my niggas ball
In the club ‘bout 20 bottles
Hatin’ niggas get pissed off
Every day I gotta hustle bitch woo, that’s on my momma
woo
I gotta keep it G , nothing less than a hundred woo
My Rolex super flooded put that on my doll
If she with me she gon fuckin’ suck it off
That’s on my momma woo that’s on my momma woo
I’m stuntin’ stuntin’ ballin’ ballin’, that’s on my
momma woo
It’s pistol pistol keep it, that’s on my momma
My niggas, that’s right, that’s on my momma

Top Ace Hood, Wanna Beez

Niggas stealin’ flows
All you niggas hoes
Y’all just bitin’ swag
You pussies exposed
T nigga won’t be me
T nigga want my life
T nigga watch my Twitter
Watch everything I write
Probly wanna fuck my hoes
Probly wanna count my stikes
Y’all wanna do me dirty
Try you gotta night
You don’t wanna meet your maker
You ain’t about that life
We can go to war
Just pick a time of night
All my niggas stroused
Houston got them hyped
Ridin’ ‘round with the max
Nigga it’s on sight
Bitch nigga watch me ball
Do it like Pau Gasol
Rims on a G feet tall
You ridin’ them niggas, you call
Ok, my young niggas off the chains
When that gangsta shit for real
All your niggas gon wild, bet your money they will
Cops stop me, I’m quiet
Lips on me, they sealed
Now I tucked in my draws
Real niggas don’t squeal
Real niggas in my clique
Free my niggas one time
Bad bitches on my dick
Big money on my mind
Y’all wanna bite my flow
Y’all wanna bite my swag
Y’all wanna try some shit
You pussies never had
These nigga won’t be me (true that)
These nigga won’t be me (ok)
These nigga won’t be me (ok)
These nigga won’t be me
Nigga be wastin’ hoes
Nigga be wastin’ G
And I put that on my mama
These niggas won’t be me
Niggas be toppin’ their teeth
Ride with that Mac on the seat
I am a beast, switch up the flow in the beat
Red bottoms under my sneaks
Didn’t they know? Swag is original ho
Harlemest nigga you know
Boy you dope, no wonder they bitin’ the flow
Treat you like all of my hoes
Hold up
Why why why y’all keep bitin’ this flow?
Catch me ridin’ off in that ghost
Them pussy niggas gon choke
You quick to jump in that water
I hope you niggas can float
These niggas hope I fail
These niggas is so sad
These niggas hate my bitches
Y’all niggas know they bad
Giuseppe’s on their feet
Y’all better people back
Y’all better watch me ball
Oh that, why you mad?
Clique for the niggas who winnin’
Bought my mama Jag
Neck full of them gold pieces
Michael Phelps haaa
Real niggas in my clique
Free my niggas one time
Bad bitches on my dick
Big money on my mind
Y’all wanna bite my flow
Y’all wanna bite my swag
Y’all wanna try some shit
You pussies never had (true that
These nigga won’t be me (true that)
These nigga won’t be me (ok)
These nigga won’t be me (ok)
These nigga won’t be me
Nigga be wastin’ hoes
Nigga be wastin’ G
And I put that on my mama
These niggas won’t be me

Top Ace Hood, Racks

What you got?
Racks On Racks On Racks
He Got Racks On Racks On Racks
We Got Racks On Racks On Raaaaacks (Leh Go)
I Got I Got Racks On Racks On Racks
She Got Racks On Racks On Racks
They Got Racks On Racks On Racks.
Ok ..living like no blaims,
Swaging out my new thing ..for my chain
24 more for my .. I got the b*tches over my dick
all around that shit, we’re the best with that ..
... and I’ll be stacking ..wait too many my pants
.. never do dance and I keep them .. like damn
Haters like ram ..back upon that bull, pull it up ..
My racks on racks on racks, show money no tax
Twenty for the show just to see me rap and talking
... new clip for that.. coming up ..now we’re talking
fast
Chorus:
Got Campaigne Going So Strong
Getting Brain While Im Talking On Da Phone
Spend Money When Ya Money's Long
Real Street No Clone
We At Da Top Where We Belong
Straight Lean, Rozay', Patron
Smoking On thousand Dollas Worth Of Strong
When Da Club Bout To Hear Dis Sooonngg
Got Racks On Racks On Racks
Racks On Racks On Racks
Racks On Racks On Racks
Got Racks On Racks On Raaaaaacks(x2)
Niggas Hate Me...Try To Hold Baaccckk
Got a car at my garage, got a condom down ..
I’ll get em .. the bus .. ain’t got a ..
... damn I won’t get hard, ... so damn hard
Got got, ..skil, ..no skil...
I’m blooding ..we’re rockin no ...
I’ma your totally your fan,
Got ... with my limousine thing ..
Chorus:
Got Campaigne Going So Strong
Getting Brain While Im Talking On Da Phone
Spend Money When Ya Money's Long
Real Street No Clone
We At Da Top Where We Belong
Straight Lean, Rozay', Patron
Smoking On thousand Dollas Worth Of Strong
When Da Club Bout To Hear Dis Sooonngg
Got Racks On Racks On Racks
Racks On Racks On Racks
Racks On Racks On Racks
Got Racks On Racks On Raaaaaacks(x2)
Niggas Hate Me...Try To Hold Baaccckk.

Top Ace Hood, Gutta Back

They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
Ride with county dogs, yea I said that
Fresh off up the porch like where that work yea
Told my mama that I got this, never turn back
Bitch I want my city, I’m just doin’ laps
Whole hood hatin’, say that nigga changed
Ride around the town, the real money came
Oh well, different city hotels
Plenty paper bitches pullin’ on my goat tails
You the bad economy that droppin’ dope sells
Shit ain’t what It used to be, shout out to Fish Scale
Shout out them real zoes, shout out my bad hoes
One for you broke bitches, better get your grind on
Word on the street they plannin’ on my downfall
You niggas bitches reason why stay around y’all
Smellin’ money from a mile like a hound dog
Fall in every year, they just call me John Wow
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
Prowlin’ kinda boos, yea I said that
DJs who forgot, I brought that line back
DJs who forgot, I put that on the map
Ready for more, keep pullin’ raps
Still flop with that hammer
Bad bitch from Atlanta
Still talkin’ that shit, I’m young as Tony Montana
Why you laugh fool? Cuz I came up
Still real, it ain’t changed up
Came through in that rainstorm
Downtown I’m like what the fuck?
You still talkin’ that dumb shit
Talkin’ ‘bout what you gonna do
Talkin’ ‘bout what you gonna blow
Nigga man, I’m 24
I done been here, what you tryna do?
Been places you tryna go
From canned foods to them great views
And the mob hope I don’t run through
I was 17 when I first signed
Same day that my city rise
Six figures no compromise
Only nigga who televised
Fuckin’ niggas who sellin’ lies
Fuckin’ hoes who was never around
Then I go for that 9 to 5
People rollin’ my window down like
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
I say now just get onto my level ho
80 grins in my Rollie though
Fuck this bitch till that pussy soaked
Either one give you plenty choke
Fuck is wrong with your frontal lobe?
Fuck you talkin’ ‘bout B4?
Timber shoppin’, yo Frank do
Signed, sealed, no envelope
I said hood nigga from the 20 ho
Dudes goose when that Chevy roll
Real nigga come flick up
Act or talk or you clicked up
My young Benz I’m fuck shit
Bang bang till that bitch click
10 times what my neck be
With a thick picture now blast these
Say fuck is off with that pussy?
20k for my bookie
50 grind on my chopper
Jumpin’ out of that bucket
Think real nigga, get money
My top down when it’s sunny
From PF ville to the big IMs
You still local, I take trips
Gone.
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back

Top Ace Hood, Flex

Day in day out, nigga we countin’ money
It’s the same old same old but it’s in full
Got a side bitch and I got me a man ho
Addicted to the ban row, yea that bank row
Got my money rackers, that’s just what I came for
Cuz all I do is flex, all I do is flex
I’m countin’ paper daily if you’re just as dirty sex
Aye cuz all I do is flex, all I do is flex
Them niggas they be hatin’ cuz I’m runnin’ through them
chicks
Ok I’m tryna have a six, just bring me my chick
I’m counting through the money just make sure that it’s
correct
Try and short me on some paper, I hope you brought you
a vest
Keep my 9 when I slide, that’s one thing I won’t forget
Got my 20 men to spare, I use the chick just for her
neck
Catch shit all and you better not spit
Better not bite, baby girl, you lick
On another time better make this quick
Shawty that mean when she suckin’ that dick
Tell ‘er slow down and she might catch a fit
Sippin’ on some white while she goggle that shit
Back to the money like I never left that
See me and a friend I never did make that
Keep a hundred grand in a black Lou bag
Blacks on fire right up underneath that
Got a couple bad bitches, let ‘er see bag
20-4 show, nigga run to the lap
Blow a couple bands and I run that back
Fuck a nigga man nigga straight like that
It’s the same old same old but it’s in full
Got a side bitch and I got me a man ho
Addicted to the ban row, yea that bank row
Got my money rackers, that’s just what I came for
Cuz all I do is flex, all I do is flex
I’m countin’ paper daily if you’re just as dirty sex
Aye cuz all I do is flex, all I do is flex
Them niggas they be hatin’ cuz I’m runnin’ through them
chicks
Ok now Rosay pop that open
Pockets stay all swollen
Walkin’ with that black out, ain’t no tellin’ what I’m
holdin’
Got ermines on my waist line
Phantom in the day time
Catch me out at night, I’m in that drop and the top gon
lay down
See your bad bitch I’m like Kate hey now
Big money make a bad bitch stay ‘round
Real money don’t belong in the playground
Real niggas that’s who I be ‘round
Nigga all I do is flex, all I do is flex
Got a bad lil mama wanna fuck
I show my dawg the text
And the Rollie on my wrist
Hundred on my neck
You can call me crazy but you can’t call me collect
Cuz I do this as a hobby
I’m paid no instant probly
I’mma shit like a nigga done party
White girls and they all on mollies
It’s the same old same old but it’s in full
Got a side bitch and I got me a man ho
Addicted to the ban row, yea that bank row
Got my money rackers, that’s just what I came for
Cuz all I do is flex, all I do is flex
I’m countin’ paper daily if you’re just as dirty sex
Aye cuz all I do is flex, all I do is flex
Them niggas they be hatin’ cuz I’m runnin’ through them
chicks

Top Ace Hood, Let It Go

Oh you think that’s your ho
You think that’s your bitch
She your main
You in love with her, right?
Man, I met a freak bitch, I call it deep dish
Say she in love with me, I’m thinkin’ sweet lip
This bitch is superfine, I’m talkin’ superthick
I’m talkin’ pussy fat, she want that gutta shit
I’m like “ok then, I’ll be there in an hour”
Just have that ready goin’, I like this baby powder
I grab my rubbers and my pistol then I tug that shit
Call me nigga be 2, I got a bad lil bitch
Man I had to decide on some late night shit
Told that ho I’m on the way, you takin’ all these get
it
Gonna find out some nigga wifin’ at
Say he so in love with her pussycat
Let that ho go, let that ho go
Let that ho go, let that ho go
She fuckin’ everybody, she fuckin’ everybody
She fuckin’ everybody, she fuckin’ everybody
I fuck her sometimes, my niggas beat it down
Say you been cuffin’ at, you out of your mind
Now let that ho go, let that ho go
Let that ho go, now let that ho go
One thing for sure you know
A ho gon be a ho
Tell me she so in love, I know she lyin’ though
See I’m the only one, I got the mind blown
And I have plenty love, see I’m just playin’ ‘long
Think I was born yesterday, you’re out of your damn
mind
I just beat it up and leave it, I am such a cold guy
Niggas wifin’ up these hoes, not me, won’t fly
Cuz she fuckin’ up a storm while you eatin’ up the
prize
Boy you did runkle, never love ‘er my confession
But you two get invested, you need to learn a lesson
Let that ho go, you in the red zone
And you be kissin’ that, what the fuck is you on?
Man nigga let that ho go, let that ho go
Let that ho go, let that ho go
She fuckin’ everybody, she fuckin’ everybody
She fuckin’ everybody, she fuckin’ everybody
I fuck her sometimes, my niggas beat it down
Say you been cuffin’ at, you out of your mind
Now let that ho go, let that ho go
Let that ho go, now let that ho go

Top Ace Hood, Broward Gang (freestyle)

Seen me from a mile away, go to beast again
Murder beasts in that bitch.. preacher man!
Going once, going twice, ain’t nobody real,
They say my current flow is sick, Mississippi river!
Bitch I’m colder than below zero in December,
Used to be a hard time, that’s how I remember
Getting money, Mr. Millionaire…
Hear the phone, she won’t answer, and nobody ever!
…I got my twenty gran I …
…. I keep that pistol tuckled, fuck it with it!
Nice shots, I give you…
Hip hop, chessed out, show me my…
Mr. Hood, nigger…
Got my CD on my shoulder like the..
The price is on your head ain’t saying your name!
Fuck you niggers talking, fuck you nigger mad,
Me I’m thinking I should have…
Big money, I’m talking seven figures,
But my bill is like that nigger…
Don’t deal it with a dope flow,
Spitting crack I make ‘em.. cut the price low!
My shit is selling, you niggers are jealous,
..Our body bang, you’re such a…
So that’s why I’m shitting on you niggers like a…
Blew a.. I’m bringing…
Hundred chains on my waist …
..now I’m fucking at!
She seen a nigger.. heart attack!
Them dollars signs, that’s a nigger zodiac,
..bitch I’m right here,
..on my sweater made Kashmir!
Staying right, August night,
I’m dope bitch I’m … on the …
You’re looking for the future, I’m here in the South,
I got the game…. no reason to doubt,
I hate talking, just put my.. in your mouth!
Juts put my.. in your mouth!
Young nigger, I’m a fucking fool,
.. I keep a set of tools,
Jumping on that mirror, watch me clear the…
..shut up my nigger, too!
Shut up my nigger, too!
Just know that… is up,
Just know that I will be coming soon,
Just know that I’ll be coming soon!
August 9th, August 9th,
August 9th, August 9th,
August 9th, August 9th,
August 9th, August 9th,
That I’ll be coming soon!

Top Ace Hood, Bet Cypher 2010 Part 6

[Ace Hood:]
Moment of silence for this beat that I'm about to kill
And all you rappers signed a suicidal deal
No hard feelings, pimpin, this what authentic is
Month old denim, 30 grand in it still
Sleeping on me? I put gas in your nyquil
Getting money while your pockets on the diet pill
Flow knock em cold, out like benadryl
Colt 14, call it emit till
Yeah, billionaire is a state of mind
That's the rolley on, think before these good times
Micheal corleone back while he was in his prime
That's how I'm feeling while I'm freaking my new
spanish dime
Damn! you can tell I'm on another level
He think he better then I he get the j letter
Yeah jumped and jacked, be a trend-setter
You lookin at the past, how you doin it's a pleasure
[Kevin McCall:]
I'm at the top like high note
Killing those 5.0 should be killing for survival
Jeffrey dahmer, I'm a slaughter every beat that I'm on
Y'all sleeping on me so I had to turn the lights on
My pockets swollen: I should put some ice on
Shout out to breezy could've never did this shit alone
Potty traning couldn't never did this shit alone
If we ain't the best to do it, then prove us wrong
So sick on that hiv, I guess that mean I'm full-blown
Of course I'm just speaking metaphorically
Living fantastic, I wonder if it's four of me
This is just a sample: if you want more of me
You have to rewind time unless the microphone recording
me
K-mac rhyming on the maybach
The truth will sit you free so I will testify and say
that
Ballin like a preacher, catch me rollin in my maybach
Shining cause I blew myself up: arab
[Tyga:]
Look at me now, my dogg said that we will be rich one
day
But I'm anthony: I do things the hardaway
Easy bake fast cake, rearrange her vertebrae
Try it like a murder case
You gon need ice skates, thin ice, ivy
I see her in the winter
Oh you copying my swag? well you a little late
Prolly make more when I'm gone, mike j, smooth criminal
Smooth bass, I call it sade
Why you starin so long??
Money talk so I jus walk and let it translate
You ain't fuckin with me I don't fornicate
I jus let her taste test then she let my dick chase
Young money cash money, dollars big face
So when you talkin new rappers don't compare me
Haha, I'm a last king, we don't talk rappers if it
ain't ymcmb
[Chris Brown:]
Look, said I was down for the count
Let's make em eat their words
And if this beat is sweet I make em bite the curb
This probation got me walkin the straight and narrow
I'm in the club taking shots jus like it's double
barrel
C'mon live thru what I've been thru
This media so fucked up that's why I don't do no
interviews
And I ain't gotta break shit but I bend the rules
I skateboard, kick flip, right in my pool
With 200 model chicks super gettin loose
They jus want a big dick, did I say that? oops
Oh I, oh my where's my manners
Pardon me for this grammar
This virginia country bamma
Goin nuts like some planters, man my chain feel like an
anchor
When I told you to use yo head I ain't want you to be
no thinker
Fresher than a muthafucka yea you got yo stank up
Yeaa swallow yo pride, go ahead an drank up
Shame on you

Top Ace Hood, Trials & Tribulations

Another statistic, no, ooh
I just wanna live in God's'far away from Lucifer
Not a slave goes chase, complement the mauler much
Rather see me crucified, police saw the crucifix
Shot us up and pick the bitch
This 'aitn not new to us, murder's happened all the day
Kids on their marry way
God, he only 21, plus he never had a name
God bless Trevor, Martin and all my hoody
And never innocent, young brother how meat a bullet
And men it's poor, it's fucked up hard times
Tough luck... makes a few steps, jump never hided of us
I just try to make fulfill my wish less
There won't be another statistic
No won't be another statistic (we will never give up, we never give in)
No won't be another statistic, another statistic
Martin low the king had a dream and my niggas steel two
Way 'killing 'likes a fool
Reason way I'm young it's untenable '
And fuck the Government 'cause they try discussed truth
I said my prayers help in... not enough to graduate
But too many crimes, pay attention as a parent had the '
Feeling like a 'so they keep ahead
Lord bless 'em got me stress wile I raise it mine
Through the hood people think you murder for nothing, funny
I made a million not ten cents
No, won't be another statistic
No, won't be another statistic,
No won't be another statistic, another statistic
Ooh, niggas getting murder we burn up, a few in the stern
'In my journal, our killers are so determinate
I keep... demons that never'
Just wash the people let 'em 'some are worth it
Some friend of our friends they're dirty, need some detergent
So many tragedies around the world '
I just try to be calm and bless this world purpose
No body's perfect I'm steel sinning, just have mercy
Wile we killing out our own people
Busted 'it's just so tragic when you parish I can barely be witness
No, won't be another statistic
No, won't be another statistic,
No, won't be another statistic
No, won't be another statistic,

Top Ace Hood, Deep Cover Freestyle

Ok now, fly me a nigger with the pistol by his
waistline
True breeze 9 shots trying take mine
I hop about it … into day time
I wear the nigger booty bitches see the waistline
I got my swimming shoes in case she thinking play time
Pussy good fuck her good …
Fuck her nigger keep the riddle … Armageddon
I mean it’s Armageddon nigger better call the reverend
Cause any beat I ever meat I guarantee I eat it
The youngest hottest nigger speaking must I go repeated
Hop on the beat and I mistreat her leave a little
seamen
I fuck it up and leave it, come and meet the beast
demon
I’m shopping for my competition like I’m up in Nimus
Never mind these bitches I give them nothing but hard
penis
Then you be dreaming, I say I love them but never mean
it
I’m such a hooligan move it doing and knew this
I had to do it, my flow was such a manure
Diamonds keeping me cooler the muler come out of cuba
See … of my computer … hit by a tutor
…she said she worshiping Buddha
…she was cuter
Hah, you such a looser, the ruger at your …
This stain my shirt ruin, hah, yeah
See I’m a … with a dumb flow
… you wanna be me hah? That’s a no go
I’m a million dollar crib you’re a roach mo
Tel hell and the … got the cold glow
… and they want more…but she won’t go
Black nigger with a black 9,
Same 50 black sway with the alpine
20 grand … child time
… trying to count me, …
Hottest nigger you can see that shit with one eye
… only reason y’all hot cause it’s summer time
Everybody wanna bash on the dip in
… and all you niggers that doubt it, how was your
weekend?
My 50 case strong that’s a great win
Home chilling hit the dealer with a new benz
… imagine me back then
… go bananas on the beat, I’m a go-rilla
… call yourself a dope dealer
Mister hood nigger, yeah, hey, hey.

Top Ace Hood, Be Great

[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
Uh guess again they hesitated
Just to let him in
Walk a mile in my shoes
I swear they never did
Know they never will
Finally I'm center fielder
See a mill cry tears, for my old fields
Looking back I promise mama I never will
Gave me chills this humble nigg* remaining still
Underrated be the best my ultimatum is in my flow
Cultivate 'm, moving like a terminator ugh
So inspired the swag they so admire
Sitting court side with the Boss with empires
Used to be a dream I'm a smoking the entire
Moment
R.I.P. My homies
Different kind of strokes
The boy Gary Colemen
Meeting different women
And I swear I got them open
No love for them because the ice box frozen
Been to the bottom now it's spring like Poland
Wattup 'tho
Renegades we writing history
I'm a inspired by the beat
Cups for victory
[Hook:]
Hey hey hey hey
And I been through that pain
In my life earning my stripes
But still I'm going fight this war
Cause they say that I won't
Show them I will
You with me let me hear you say
That we never gone stop aim for the top head to that
sky
I just want to be great
Be great be great be great
I just wanna be great
Be great be great be great
I just wanna be
[Verse 2:]
Hella passionate admint yes accurate
Science to the game I study like that anatomy
Used to can't battle me now I triple your salary
Back full of batteries that's definition of strategy
Day I let them win that'll be death of me
Something you will never see
Dope like antiphetimin
Riding in some shit that probably dropping 2017
Martin Luther ain't the only one who had a dream
I just wanna be great MJ style
Doubted by the critics hip hop's stepchild
Little boys and girls way your head down
You can be great you just got to say it proud
On a mission my ambition got me living different
Big crib but a made man living in it
Words to my nigg*s they the living witness
Believe that I'm great glad you living with us
[Hook]

Top Ace Hood, Lottery

Too much money on me
None of these haters get money out of me
But them bitches love that shit though
Niggas hatin’ on me like I just hit the lottery
Getting real money, all them hustlers say they proud of
me
Bitches all on me like I just hit the lottery
Heard them niggas talk ‘n’ watchin’, don’t know,
probably
Insane money like I just hit the lottery
50 grand on me like I just hit the lottery
20 bottles on the way, motherfucker bottle fee
Way I’m blowin’ money you would think I won the lottery
Ok I’m motherfuck’n these niggas, motherfuck’n these
bitches
I’m clinchin’ on my nuts, that purp smokin’ I swishin’
Don’t chase none with my lick
Whole 16 in my pistol
I’m getting money, they know it
Buy 30 grand when I’m holdin’
Just show me nigga he ballin’
You Pee Wee and I’m Stalin
You german lenin’, I’m jawdin’
You ice cold and I’m Stalin
Got a family ghost, no rent
That bitch cost me a grip
Like a lot of ass in them hips
And that ass sittin’ on blim
It look like I won the lottery
Shittin’ on ‘em, no apologies
Wipe my ass with your economy
Cuz I burn money, no calories
Say lame niggas keep hatin’
New money my fragrance
Red bottles from Asia
Ass sittin’ bodacious ahh
Niggas hatin’ on me like I just hit the lottery
Getting real money, all them hustlers say they proud of
me
Bitches all on me like I just hit the lottery
Heard them niggas talk ‘n’ watchin’, don’t know,
probably
Insane money like I just hit the lottery
50 grand on me like I just hit the lottery
20 bottles on the way, motherfucker bottle fee
Way I’m blowin’ money you would think I won the lottery
Got the granit counter tops with the marble floors
Getting money, Lionel Richie, no camma doors
So what? I fucked you bitch but wutchu callin’ fo’?
Small thing to a giant , call me dinosaur
Them hatin’ niggas let me sour I make lemonade
Buy expensive things, leavin’ my women paid
She bring her freaky friends over, let me penetrate
Poppin’ pills, fuck ‘em while they rollin’ then they
skate
Fuck but the niggas is tryna get paid
Her measure that’s my taste, couple mill for the crib I
stay
Damn it nigga ballin’ like I’m in the league
On some bullshit, call me Scotty P
Niggas hatin’ on me like I just hit the lottery
Getting real money, all them hustlers say they proud of
me
Bitches all on me like I just hit the lottery
Heard them niggas talk ‘n’ watchin’, don’t know,
probably
Insane money like I just hit the lottery
50 grand on me like I just hit the lottery
20 bottles on the way, motherfucker bottle fee
Way I’m blowin’ money you would think I won the lottery
Ok I’m runnin’ ‘round and I’m getting it
Couple grand on my dickies
Pocket full of them hundreds
With a fat bag of that sticky
That yella bitchin’ of vickles
And she gotta be thinkin’ so pinky
If she fuckin’ with me she winnin’
That pussy good and I’m spendin’
Got big money, I blow it
Oh look mama, it’s snowin’
Them whips who drivin’ that foreign
Threw a quarter mill cuz it’s borin’
Got blood under my sneakers
It’s 10k for my feature
Your bitch in love with my features
If I like your chick I might keep ‘er
It looks like I hit the lottery
Neck worth about a quarter ki
Legs trippin’, goin’ overseas
Name another nigga high, that’s me
Niggas hatin’ on me like I just hit the lottery
Getting real money, all them hustlers say they proud of
me
Bitches all on me like I just hit the lottery
Heard them niggas talk ‘n’ watchin’, don’t know,
probably
Insane money like I just hit the lottery
50 grand on me like I just hit the lottery
20 bottles on the way, motherfucker bottle fee
Way I’m blowin’ money you would think I won the lottery

Top Ace Hood, B.l.a.b. (ballin Like A Bitch)

Ever since I can’t remember I have been balling like a
bitch
private plane champagne bitches being sweet
Ever since that money came they have been known the
deed
We found supermodels always in the poem of lease
What is he in for what hat pussy calls
I blow up 20 thousand enemies just to peas them off
Bitch I am here to set it off I am here to set if off
You used to be the man now you are falling off
You nigger brought a .. I brought a club bowl
My condo on the bitch … .. what the fuck are they
hating for
Stay on some .. that won’t drop them till our money
sold
Every time I ride I keep my money .. I am talking .. I
get this snapping like a photo
You following all these bitches that is a no no you are
pillow talking with this home runs
Use a homo stick to the G code I remain in … see me …
money like I am working on a free flow
If I am spending money she is officially my freak on
and I keep them fans they are wherever we go
Ever since I can’t remember I have been balling like a
bitch
private plane champagne bitches being sweet
Ever since that money came they have been known the
deed
We found supermodels always in the poem of lease
Bitch I am balling balling like a bitch
Yeah I am balling balling like a bitch
Yeah I am balling balling like a bitch
I am balling balling like a bitch
We are in this mother fucker getting rich
Hello America swag … catch me in Versace …
It’s imaging still get fly all these amateurs
Balling like a bitch so disquieting how I am pulling
out
.. camera talk .. call them .. Angelo
Fuck where my money .. three cars bigger crib
Couple of million .. competition see me more
Cars I imported .. I just didn’t knew it
Then I got a new bitch next are my .. flows
Then I am on some new shit
Ever since I can’t remember I have been balling like a
bitch
private plane champagne bitches being sweet
Ever since that money came they have been known the
deed
We found supermodels always in the poem of lease
Bitch I am balling balling like a bitch
Yeah I am balling balling like a bitch
Yeah I am balling balling like a bitch
I am balling balling like a bitch
We are in this mother fucker getting rich

Top Ace Hood, Fyfr

(Bridge)
Fuck yo favorite rapper
Fuck yo favorite rapper
Fuck yo favorite rapper
Fuck yo favorite rapper
(Hook)
Pac would be ashamed of you niggas
BIG would shed a tear for you niggas
Pun would wanna murder you all
Nah, this ain't hip-hop dawg
Nah
(Bridge)
Fuck yo favorite rapper
Fuck yo favorite rapper
Fuck yo favorite rapper
Fuck yo favorite rapper
(Verse)
I'm in hell's kitchen with the Lord's mitten
Runnin tail bishop, I'm the Mel Gibson
Brave hearted nigga, keepin rap livin
Young legend, Merry Christmas and the flow gifted
Uh, and I mean what I say
Not a game nor a gimmick when you mention my name
Niggas pill poppin and dancing too much in the game
Talkin bout yo fortune and fame, yall soundin the same
We need a change, what happened to that real in the booth?
Let's take it back Queens Bridge back when Nas was the truth
I'm talkin Everyday Struggle to Big Poppa and Juice
And to consumers who still assuming this message for you
(Bridge)
Fuck yo favorite rapper
Fuck yo favorite rapper
Fuck yo favorite rapper
Fuck yo favorite rapper
(Hook)
Pac would be ashamed of you niggas
BIG would shed a tear for you niggas
Pun would wanna murder you all
Nah, this ain't hip-hop dawg
(Verse)
Death around the corner, nobody's gonna miss you
Boy I tried to tell em, they ain't wanna listen
King of the south, who got a problem wit it?
I rebuild a building, make you come and visit
Let's have a moment of silence
Compare me to a prison of violence
I'm a murderer, fuckin murderer
I never heard of ya
Kickin down the door, took my chances like a burglar
Word to my mama bout this drama, boy you oughta know
There's a bigger difference 'tween real rap and metaphor
Don't get it twisted, I body them niggas
You know I'm the realest, you cannot prevent it nigga
Still
(Bridge)
Fuck yo favorite rapper
Fuck yo favorite rapper
Fuck yo favorite rapper
Fuck yo favorite rapper
(Hook)
Pac would be ashamed of you niggas
BIG would shed a tear for you niggas
Pun would wanna murder you all
Nah, this ain't hip-hop dawg
(Verse)
I got what they missin, nigga come and get it
How dare you think these niggas really competition
Call the mortuary, make a reservation
Bar for bar i ruin niggas' reputations
Uh, yea my flow is the illest
And i never had no feelings, i should visit the dentist
Niggas talkin out of term until reality visit
Til somebody bring the comma, that's for who made attendance
You niggas finished
Never can fuck with my coalition
You with me or you runnin, lil nigga that's yo decision
Screamin fuck em (fuck em)
To you and yo opposition
And here's what I think of they listin them names mentioning
PSA bitches
(Bridge)
Fuck yo favorite rapper
Fuck yo favorite rapper
Fuck yo favorite rapper
Fuck yo favorite rapper
(Hook)
Pac would be ashamed of you niggas
BIG would shed a tear for you niggas
Pun would wanna murder you all
Nah, this ain't hip-hop dawg

Top Ace Hood, Art Of Deception

[Intro: Ace Hood]
Ace Hood
Feel me? Word.
[Hook: Ace Hood]
Everything that shines aint a diamond
tomorrow is a gift that aint promised
nobody's perfect we all need alignments
if things are understood boy we timin
if I die would you miss me?
if I fall would you lift me?
I swear life is such a mystery
I'm livin to become a part of history
[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
look in the mirror I can see your shame
know your hurt but dont know your name
see you smile just to cover pain
while you patiently waiting to change
tears runnin like a faucet
hear the whispers as they gossip
pretty girl with a cold heart
lifes like a script shes just playin the part
love found in the wrong place
self-esteem at its lowest rate
mama gon fuck her where abouts
plenty sold dreams man in and out
aint seen her Dad in like 7 years
so she using drugs to try and heal
if I fucked you would you promise to stay?
she dont know no other way
bad bitches in my living room
mind thinkin im gonna get it soon
thinking all the ways im gonna get that
long legs I'm a have them pinned back
pretty as a summer day
and cold as a winter night
I pray that every soul gets to shine bright
Lord knows when the time right
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
Mama told me
hard head make her so fast
dollar bills make her pole dance
she aint interested in any romance
better come get with the program
how is life when your daddy gone?
only daughter she being led on
how the charcter know she dead wrong?
facing karma its coming head on
she think she grown only 17
whole world she aint never seen
many men have traveled in between
said he loved her and flipped it like its a trampoline
cold world kick your foot up close
doing 40 in a Phantom Ghost
keep the ones who you love close
not assuming you just never know, hey
[Hook]
[Outro: Ace Hood]
Yeah, Im livin to become a part of history, wooo!

Top Ace Hood, Just A Sample

[Intro: Ace Hood]
1 AM in the morning, I dont need no bass in my headphones
just give me the sample, here we go
Im tired of my bitch too, I love ya baby
[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
Its just me and the sample
I wrote this in my pajamas,
I wrote this while Im fuckin, I think her name was Jenna
people sleepin on me, fuck you and your standards
oral head for breakfast my lil bitch perfect it
get down no protection, I shoot she intercept it
see sex is our connection, tho love is currently present
she play my quarter back, I leave her coming back
like Deion in the game, I bringin my corner back
Browerd County nigga, Im worth them 7 figures
so kiko keep your pistol, and beat wit your sister
she said she love the crew, put 40′s on the coupe
Hurricane Sandy, the Rollie flooded too
see its just me and the sample
no other way to survive
still I hop on the beat and murder that bitch, beast and die
flowest hell on Earth, RIP to ya'll
you know I murder shit, yellow tape involved
thats a true story, crib 2 stories
no .. homies, still drinkin 40s
still hustling every morning, on that same corner
money the root of evil, turns into informants, Damn
[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
Life is such a bitch, all my hoes are thick
all my whips are owned, haters suck a dick
shout out to the sample, shout out to the dancers
shout out to my ex's, aint this nigga handsome
all be hella stylin, foreigns with no milage
sample so refreshing, pistol in my possession
take your bitch and keep her
call that re-posession
Im a pour more Ciroc, be back in a second

Top Ace Hood, Make Ya Famous

I should make her pay me
Minus well, cut me a check hoe
I should make her pay me
These hoes selling pussy, I be selling dreams
These hoes want my lovin, I want whats in-between
These hoes chasing ballaz, I been chasing green
Dat hoe think I love her shit aint what it seems
She thinkin she special bitch you should join the team
I fucked once at the Hilton and you so much a fiend
This trick must be crazy, there she go actin lazy
My mind on makin millions, she talkin bout havin a baby
See Im just tryna kick it and she just wanna lay up
She thinkin romantic, Im thinkin bout Kayla
I think I should call her, please come over naked
Dick might make ya famous
I should make her pay me
I should make her pay me
I should make her pay me
This dick gon make you famous
I should make her pay me
This dick gon make you famous
I should make her pay me
I should make her pay me
I should make her pay me
You fuckin with a star
This dick gon make you famous
She blowin up my phone
Bitch, I should make you pay me
Ok I beat the pussy, leave it gushy
After that she straight asleep
Then she came a couple times
This bitch should be payin me
On the counter, on the floor
Hit that in my Louie sneaks
Drippin wet, soakin wet
She say she want more of me
(I should make her pay me)
The power of the pussy yea
That hoe think she got me? Im already tooken
Married to the money, dat hoe steady pushin
Call me say she cookin, she just want my goodies
And you wonder why they be fallin
They cant stop from callin
Dick might make you famous
Pay me my deposit
See Im no normal nigga
Bitch im worth couple million
I get this deep, Up in ya
You switch up your religion
Know what?
I should make her pay me
I should make her pay me
This dick gon make you famous
I should make her pay me
This dick gon make you famous
I should make her pay me
I should make her pay me
I should make her pay me
You fuckin with a star
This dick gon make you famous
She blowin up my phone
Bitch, I should make you pay me
I should make her pay me
I should make her pay me

Top Ace Hood, Different People

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

Top Ace Hood, Dj Khaled Intro

[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

Top Ace Hood, Do It

I got some real niggas in this bitch
Real niggas big on ride it is
Now who you do it foÃ¢Â€Â™?
I do it for the streets, the people, the haters, we need Ã¢Â€Â˜em
The ones who done been doubtinÃ¢Â€Â™ 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 thugginÃ¢Â€Â™
I beat this shit for yÃ¢Â€Â™all and I guarantee that they love it
Who you do it foÃ¢Â€Â™?
Now who you do it foÃ¢Â€Â™?
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 ballinÃ¢Â€Â™ down
Realest nigga and it ainÃ¢Â€Â™t up for debation
I do it for them hustlers all over the nation
Look in my eyes, see what I see
Heir my brotherÃ¢Â€Â™s people, eat what I eat
Word to my momma, bitch IÃ¢Â€Â™m tryna die a legend
Pray to god my second home is gon reside in heaven
Pushing that Phantom like itÃ¢Â€Â™s a coup
No top on my lady, drop off the roof
Young and IÃ¢Â€Â™m thugginÃ¢Â€Â™, blessed in a bunus
Whatcha know Ã¢Â€Â˜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 Ã¢Â€Â˜em
The ones who done been doubtinÃ¢Â€Â™ 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 thugginÃ¢Â€Â™
I beat this shit for yÃ¢Â€Â™all and I guarantee that they love it
Who you do it foÃ¢Â€Â™?
Now who you do it foÃ¢Â€Â™?
I do it for the niggas in the peniten
Who barely see the sun, thatÃ¢Â€Â™s cuz they doinÃ¢Â€Â™ bids
I pray for all you phantoms away from your kids
Cross through many nights cuz I lost one half of a twin
ThatÃ¢Â€Â™s why IÃ¢Â€Â™m livinÃ¢Â€Â™ life cuz I might die tomorrow
This watch is disrespectful, I might catch a charge
Pull up on my ex IÃ¢Â€Â™m like wudup bitch?
This shit IÃ¢Â€Â™m drivinÃ¢Â€Â™ 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 nothinÃ¢Â€Â™
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 wasnÃ¢Â€Â™t
I got an answer for your question
I do it for the streets, the people, the haters, we need Ã¢Â€Â˜em
The ones who done been doubtinÃ¢Â€Â™ 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 thugginÃ¢Â€Â™
I beat this shit for yÃ¢Â€Â™all and I guarantee that they love it
Who you do it foÃ¢Â€Â™?
Now who you do it foÃ¢Â€Â™?

Top Ace Hood, Don't Get Caught Slippin'

[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]

Top Ace Hood, Double Cup

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

Top Ace Hood, DREAMER

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, â€¦ my grind, yeah
triple black â€¦ in the city day dreaming
sipping â€¦ duck behind theâ€¦
ride in the 2012 hell they ain't seen it
rolling on a arm blueâ€¦
folderâ€¦ 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 â€¦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
â€¦ 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 instrumentalâ€¦
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, â€¦ 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,â€¦every hand bag
ask my lady, she gonna do whatever i desire
rip that ass like a brand new pair work pliers
â€¦ twice highersâ€¦
asian bitch who love street fighters
23 i've been through hell and back
still i promise mamaâ€¦ 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

Top Ace Hood, Errrythang

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

Top Ace Hood, Face Good

(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]

Top Ace Hood, Check Me Out

oh, holly â€¦ fuck your click, the homies
i get money, payâ€¦
just know my kardashian she ain't talkingâ€¦
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 â€¦ i'll makeâ€¦
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 cityâ€¦ but i'm out ofâ€¦
see me fucking shoes? me in â€¦
rear bottom, you can spot 'em like theâ€¦
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 itâ€¦
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, â€¦
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 talkingâ€¦
i bought the.. with.. louis vuittons
but i know i run the shit likeâ€¦
..kill 'em like the hollers do
say my flow is super sick, diagnose withâ€¦
bye, bye you, berry you, ain't matter where they get that too
â€¦got you paused but i need that coop
check me out when i come through
fuck you and your momma â€¦
ask anybody â€¦ you're talking shitâ€¦
that's silly nigger, he in theâ€¦
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 aâ€¦
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!

Top Ace Hood, Did It On Em (freestyle)

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

Top Ace Hood, Goon Sex

Yaaa, So I'm on my way then
Lets be undressed when I get there
Baby Ima goon when I'm f'n you, fuckin you
I keep the mask with the gloves on
Incase I gotta make moves
Aye This is a robbery, (aye )your on your knees (aye)
Ima have ya face down like what cha got 4 me' (aye x3)
When I'm f'n you, when I'm fuckin you
Cuz baby ima goon
You been a bad girl
Time ta punish you
Daddy home know what I'm finna do
Take ya to da room lay ya body down
Rip ya panties off lick my tongue around
Eat tha pussy till I start ta feel my tongue drown
Man I love it wen she screamin them falsetto sounds
Gotta runnin now, bring dat ass here
Baby open wide, pretty pussy lips
Luv it wen she talkin dirty
I got her yellin out get it papi
Holdin on ta ma dread locks
Gutta make dat bedrock
Ima goon wit it str8 fool in it
Mr hood ask her I knw what ta do wit it
Baby Ima goon when I'm f'n you, fuckin you
I keep the mask with the gloves on
Incase I gotta make moves
Aye This is a robbery, (aye )your on your knees (aye)
Ima have ya face down like what ya got 4 me' (aye x3)
When I'm f'n you, when I'm fuckin you
Cuz baby ima goon
Ya so here kitty kitty bring dat pussy here
I love her horny looks can see dat plain n clear
dick specialize n heal
I told her lose her clothes valentino heels
Gotta make her model fa me I'm throwin money round
Get dat ass up on da counter I pull my boxers down
Yo legs up on my shoulders got ice around my neck
She like it n my jays I'm kissin on ya breast
She say it drive her crazy gotta love dat goon sex
Tell me what's ya fantasy I can fulfill what cha need
I know u like it wen I pull ya hair or smack ya ass
I'm goin deep it is that indeed
Now tell me who I be
Baby Ima goon when I'm f'n you, f'n you
I keep the mask with the gloves on
Incase I gotta make moves
Aye This is a robbery, (aye )your on your knees (aye)
Ima have ya face down like what ya got 4 me' (aye x3)
When I'm f'n you
Cuz baby ima goon

Top Ace Hood, Free My Niggas

[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

Top Ace Hood, Yeen Bout Dat Life

Smell of murder in the air oh oh
Them boys lettin’ choppers go
I swear to God I’m killin’ niggas
Somebody plan a funeral
Yeen about that life
That murder murder shit that..
Yeen about that life
You just on top, you just on hype
Claim you be with killers
Heard it’s all lies
Yeen about that life
Pussy nigga wutchu sayin’?
Yeen about that life
I tell ‘em catch me where you came
Yeen about that life
Yeen about that life
Yeen about that life
I’m talkin’ crackin’ melons, rebels on some felon shit
Talkin’ dirty, burned as fuck, the judge I’m thuggin’
bitch
Money money money money I been workin’ with
Drop the rock me there go Shawty, that’s what buddy did
Bow Bow, Waka Flocka and live
Cuff my bitch, skip to the head, call the adville
Yea yea better know who you fuckin’ with
Yea yea better know truth for fuckin’ kicks
All that mollied up, what that Rollie cost?
That’s ‘bout 80 racks, coulda put it down in a Maybach
Yeen about that life
Pills purple white
Bad bitch switchin’, it’s like every night
Yeen about that life
That murder murder shit that..
Yeen about that life
You just on top, you just on hype
Claim you be with killers
Heard it’s all lies
Yeen about that life
Pussy nigga wutchu sayin’?
Yeen about that life
I tell ‘em catch me where you came
Yeen about that life
Yeen about that life
Yeen about that life
Ok now word on my momma nigga try me he gon die tonight
Handle you and maybe outta sight before them silent
lights
Word my only mind state
Show up at your mom’s place
Yeen about that life
Bodies found on your landscape
Niggas with problems get served like a warrant
Lookin’ for me, bet you’re whippin’ the foreign
Drop with that clip and I’m ready for war
Niggas is bitches and most of ‘em flow
Talkin’ that shit baby and I really ball
Lovin’ them hoes they keep big in they mouth
Bring ‘em to me, kickin’ ‘em out
Dickin’ ‘em down, that’s what I’m ‘bout
Hatin’ when niggas be talkin’ tough
That’s until the chopper bust
That’s until them susa back
Bless your soul, in God we trust
Yeen about that life
Pills purple white
Niggas threaten mine, he might see the light
Yeen about that life
That murder murder shit that..
Yeen about that life
You just on top, you just on hype
Claim you be with killers
Heard it’s all lies
Yeen about that life
Pussy nigga wutchu sayin’?
Yeen about that life
I tell ‘em catch me where you came
Yeen about that life
Yeen about that life
Yeen about that life
Smell of murder in the air oh oh
Them boys lettin’ choppers go
I swear to God I’m killin’ niggas
Somebody plan a funeral
Yeen about that life
Yeen about that life

Top Ace Hood, Shit Done Got Real Ft Busta Rhymes & Yelawolf

What the f*ck this industry
God bless my enemies
Too many light nigga shine to speak
So they find the beat so they don’t bother me
But I’m, any nigga can rap but I’m ..again
I.. I’ll be the truth guess who ..
Desk me in the drop top .. shots in your back of your
head
And we .. again don’t ..
..to the little like a flow to a little ..
I’m a dog and I’m all in the middle ..got balls on
middle
I can’t call plus a nigga ..out real fast for all of my
niggas
Got a mail f*ck that nigga I’m good in a way ..
Got damn i feel so amazing ask for the .. statement
Don’t .. when i .. my base, nigga f*ck ..
Hook:
Hey y’all for them bitches .. it’s going them snitches
Talking out your ash
You gonna need a little more than the ..
More shit done got real, shit done got real, shit done
got real
Any given day you could be victim mine
.. just prayin hope and day you see them ..sky
Shit done got real, shit done got real
I don’t really think these niggas i’ma ..with your face
Kind of ..nigga it’s getting kind of .. motha f*cka
I don’t really think you should approach me nigga
Rap lady I’m motha f*cka when you heard what i said
Try to play me coast nigga
I’m already bout to die when you .. nigga
.. see the white me
..nigga anyway ...
...like you know me and i had to let it go nigga
...strip down
I know it was unbelievable .. like a ceremony
..blow me nigga
I wanna craft nigga .. talk about you ..
You nigga better know the deal when i come do
Better learn you gonna feel and you shit them got real
Shit then got real
[Hook:]
..did you say my name and ..
Two travel in this motha f*cka
Parkes like a ... using niddles ..my name is ..
You need boe i’m so .. you ned to hope in the wish
....
Get my .. i’m going ..where am i going
..I’m incomparable ..and i’m bearable ..
..vegetables and i play wanna stay right next to though
I gotta keep it buddy and it was dirty and wet i get it
clean
f*ck kicks i don’t ... and i did it .. so when i white
my shoes
hip hop welcomes ..and i leave a stand, hey ..bitch
that’s my way of sayin keep the change
[Hook:]

Top Ace Hood, Blood Sweat & Tears

Top Ace Hood, Started From The Bottom (freestyle)

[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
See, I done came a long way, just to make it here
I'm proud of me, ain't no apologies, I make it clear
I'm the hottest, ask them niggas 'bout him, they could not compare
What's hyenas to a bear? See a beast when I appear, nigga
Started from the bottom, now we're here
David Blaine, nigga, make your wifey disappear
Pockets full of dead people up in Club LIV
Thinkin' about my journey made me want to shed a tear
Lost so many niggas, man, I wish that they was here
And I remember them nights I couldn't find a decent meal
Prayin' every night that I could make it out the field
I cried a hundred tears on the day I got my deal
Oh Lord, them pussy niggas was hatin' from the jump
'Cause they know I run my city, Forest Gump
And my pockets sittin' on Professor Klump
Broward County on my shoulders, homie, you ain't gotta front
I get the shit right off the deck
Ain't tryna make a friend, I'm just tryna get the cake
And plus my daddy left, I took the choice to make away
And now my mama livin' far away from Section 8
And now you haters mad, I can see it in your eyes
Cut off some old friends, they the devil in disguise
Addin' up this money, me and my niggas won't divide
Chillin' at the top, coolest place I will reside
Pussy nigga, what?!
Fell off and I bounced back
Within a month I made a hundred racks
Hustle hard, what's the word, love?
That Bugatti fucked the club up
Now it's 25 a show, nigga
It's 'bout time for me to show niggas
Music biz birthed a lot of hoe niggas
Still keep it humble, seein' no nigga
Started from the bottom, boy
Started from the bottom, what?
Me and my niggas came up
Million dollars up
Nigga ridin' around in them half-a-million-dollar cars, nigga
[Outro: Drake]
Started from the bottom, now we're here
Started from the bottom, now my whole team fuckin' here
Started from the bottom, now we're here
Started from the bottom, now the whole team here, nigga
Started from the bottom, now we're here
Started from the bottom, now my whole team here, nigga
Started from the bottom, now we're here
Started from the bottom, now the whole team fuckin' here

Top Ace Hood, Got That Sack (freestyle)

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

Top Ace Hood, Go N Get 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

Top Ace Hood, Gutta

(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)

Top Ace Hood, Guns High

(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

Top Ace Hood, Get Him

{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

Top Ace Hood, Get Em Up

[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:]

Top Ace Hood, Ghetto

(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]

Top Ace Hood, Get Money

(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

Top Ace Hood, Geek'n

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'

Top Ace Hood, You Already Know

[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.

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