Uh, crowd full of loud fans, hope I don't choke
White girls going ham, they just so stoked
They just think I'm kinda dope, guess I'm pure coke
Hope they they love me for my drive, only lord knows
My daughter past couple months ago
Feel like I'm breathing tho without a pulse
Nothing like losing what you love most
Promises are just equivalent to false hope
Promises and promises
You said you would be here
A promise is a promise yes
And you said you would be here
But I'm all by myself
When I need your help
Promises and promises
You said you would be here
Uh, fuck man, daddy why you such a dead beat?
Why I'm 23 and you ain't never call me
Momma said you was slicker than some hair grease
You's a cheater, what's the point of giving wedding rings?
Poor man, you should be ashamed
Ever since I made it big I ain't been the same
First they love you then they hate you, it's all in the game
Kinda funny when I'm out them people know my name
Ain't life such a bitch dawg?
Took from me to get a deal now da bitch call
Fuck her once and never call get her pissed off
I ain't trippin' leave me 'lone when the dicks soft
Promises, selling promises
Fake friends leave credit counterfeit
Mama in the kitchen cooking butter grits
Only one who stayed around when the others dipped
Promises and promises
You said you would be here
A promise is a promise yes
And you said you would be here
But I'm all by myself
When I need your help
Promises and promises
You said you would be here
Man, hard head, should've listened when they told me
God the only man that could hold me
Bad bitches, all looking for a check
And I'm a dope spitter looking for respect
Niggas hating hard, they just tryna flex
Ain't trippin', bring the Phantom through the projects
Young nigga gettin' dumb paid
Drop top, screaming fuck 'em on the highway
Later alligator, crocodile Dundee
Doing bout a buck fifty on the one way
Living fast cause I never had
Middle finger to my ex cause you in the past
So alone with my pen and pad
Keep me lifted, emotions driven, I got it bad
I ain't a killa but don't tempt me
Majority of family is so against me
Figured since I win it big we should all eat
I'm up on 106 and now you wanna call me
Should've never left my west side
Promises are nothing more than a great lie
Promises and promises
You said you would be here
A promise is a promise yes
And you said you would be here
But I'm all by myself
When I need your help
Promises and promises
You said you would be here
I've been waiting on you for a long long minute
When you told me that you'd be here I thought you meant it
But I'm all by myself
When I need your help
Promises and promises
You said you would be here
Be here
Be-be here
Be here
Be-be here
Be be be be
Slow Down lyrics - Ace Hood (feat. Kevin Cossom)
Now you wanna tell me slow it down
When I tell you bring them hoes around
Wanna kill it but you can't stop (slow down)
Asking me to slow down
In my feeling all caught up now
It's been months since I ain't seen you
Heard thru the vibe you gotta rebound
Now she begging me, she begging me
She ready to do everything
Are you missing me? Well, you'd better be
Let's slow, slow it down
Remember that time we was out in Puerto Rico?
Told me that you love me, it can never be a sequel
Wish I could've paused our love like TiVo
My homie KC, told me that's the way it be though
Her Sex game stupid, head game stupid
I ain't gotta ask, she just do it
Said she da best, I say prove it
We gon slow down the time
Ain't nothing like me you can bet your bottom dolla
Thinking I should call, but I never do bother
Heard you in school, you a fan, you scholar
Heard that I'm doing better now the tricks wanna holla
Celebrity, celebrity
Shinning star so heavily
But damn, I got other things on my mind
You wanna slow down the time
Now you wanna tell me slow it down
When I tell you bring them hoes around
Wanna kill it but you can't stop (slow down)
Only call you after 1 o' clock
Your bad money kinda sorta fine
I like your but it's kinda border line
Tryna put them thoughts in my mind
You wanna slow down
Slow it down, slow it down
Slow it down (slow down)
Slow it down, slow it down
Slow it down (slow down)
Slow it down, slow it down
Slow it down
Okay, I'm cool with a bitch named Sandra Lee
Friends with her twin and they both the beast
Head give mean and they Vietnamese
And they love fucking me, they got the similar dream
Money stay the calling, so I fuck 'em and leave
Waste my time and I'm chuckin' the D
So they beggin' me to just slow down the time
You read on my eye
Girl, do that same thing every time
I like when you're around
But I don't know if I, I don't know if I
Could slow it down, slow it down
My nigga ACE said
He has six girls for us that's three a piece, three a piece
What they hittin' for?
He said nothing they just wanna be down with the crew
I said I'll be on my way
He said they already on goose
I'm a ready on that cush
Already on that 80 proof
Hop off in my coop
I press a button and lose the roof
Now that's drop top
Burn the bread, call it pop tart
When I'm in the mall, the nigga shop a cart
Got a U haul in the parking lot
Now you wanna tell me slow it down
When I tell you bring them hoes around
Wanna kill it but you can't stop (slow down)
Only call you after 1 o' clock
Your Bad money kinda sorta fine
I like you but it's kinda border line
Tryna put them thoughts in 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 (slow down)
When I tell you bring them hoes around
Wanna kill it but you can't stop (slow down)
Asking me to slow down
In my feeling all caught up now
It's been months since I ain't seen you
Heard thru the vibe you gotta rebound
Now she begging me, she begging me
She ready to do everything
Are you missing me? Well, you'd better be
Let's slow, slow it down
Remember that time we was out in Puerto Rico?
Told me that you love me, it can never be a sequel
Wish I could've paused our love like TiVo
My homie KC, told me that's the way it be though
Her Sex game stupid, head game stupid
I ain't gotta ask, she just do it
Said she da best, I say prove it
We gon slow down the time
Ain't nothing like me you can bet your bottom dolla
Thinking I should call, but I never do bother
Heard you in school, you a fan, you scholar
Heard that I'm doing better now the tricks wanna holla
Celebrity, celebrity
Shinning star so heavily
But damn, I got other things on my mind
You wanna slow down the time
Now you wanna tell me slow it down
When I tell you bring them hoes around
Wanna kill it but you can't stop (slow down)
Only call you after 1 o' clock
Your bad money kinda sorta fine
I like your but it's kinda border line
Tryna put them thoughts in my mind
You wanna slow down
Slow it down, slow it down
Slow it down (slow down)
Slow it down, slow it down
Slow it down (slow down)
Slow it down, slow it down
Slow it down
Okay, I'm cool with a bitch named Sandra Lee
Friends with her twin and they both the beast
Head give mean and they Vietnamese
And they love fucking me, they got the similar dream
Money stay the calling, so I fuck 'em and leave
Waste my time and I'm chuckin' the D
So they beggin' me to just slow down the time
You read on my eye
Girl, do that same thing every time
I like when you're around
But I don't know if I, I don't know if I
Could slow it down, slow it down
My nigga ACE said
He has six girls for us that's three a piece, three a piece
What they hittin' for?
He said nothing they just wanna be down with the crew
I said I'll be on my way
He said they already on goose
I'm a ready on that cush
Already on that 80 proof
Hop off in my coop
I press a button and lose the roof
Now that's drop top
Burn the bread, call it pop tart
When I'm in the mall, the nigga shop a cart
Got a U haul in the parking lot
Now you wanna tell me slow it down
When I tell you bring them hoes around
Wanna kill it but you can't stop (slow down)
Only call you after 1 o' clock
Your Bad money kinda sorta fine
I like you but it's kinda border line
Tryna put them thoughts in 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 (slow down)
Different People lyrics - Ace Hood (feat. Game)
We are different people
Born alone I'm a 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'm a 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
Pistol on my night stand, now I lay me down to sleep.
Born alone I'm a 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'm a 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
Pistol on my night stand, now I lay me down to sleep.
I Solemnly Swear lyrics - Ace Hood (feat. Ice Berg)
Yea, and I'm a live by the code, I die by the code
Be a real nigga till my casket door closed ah
Dead by the code, and I'm a live by the code
I'm a live by the code
Quit it with the school, this the life I chose
I'm a live by the code, I die by the code
Keep it 100, never snitching on no soul
I ride for my niggas until my eyes closed
In love with the money, I don't love these hoes
I solemnly swear [x4]
I'm a live by the code, I die by the code
I'll be a real nigga till my casket door closed
Ok now 12 years old yea, momma in the kitchen
Told her if my brother went to jail I'm never snitchin'
She said boy go wash them dishes
She must think I'm trippin'
Twelve years later boy I still hold my position
Just that decode emit who let no pussies get me
I go to court, I'm drunk as fuck
I'm stressing on that remit
I hit the stand, I raised my hand
And deny all that's against me
The judge man trippin, tryna get my youngest twenty
I'm like no sir, your honor
I don't know any gunners
Don't know when and where and who it was
That's such a bummer, we good
I'm a live by the G shit
And I solemnly swear to keep a bad bitch
I'm a live by the code, I die by the code
Keep it 100, never snitching on no soul (never snitching on no soul)
I ride for my niggas until my eyes closed
In love with the money, I don't love these hoes
I solemnly swear [x4]
I'm a live by the code, I die by the code
I'll be a real nigga till my casket door closed
Hold up
Park the Chevy, hopped in the back seat of something
Seats reclinin, curtains closed, they ain't see me coming
Blackjack, no even money
You act bad, you gon get your ass wacked while I'm beating something
Use the line, use the line
If you get hit you go rise with your punk ass
It's steady, put it on like you own that
I got an AK in the drawer mat
With a shoulder strap, that's gon clap
With a sole trigger, that's scar niggas
Every time I own it back
And I done lost too many niggas to be slippin'
Now I don't even fall asleep around these bitches
And it ain't no secret, these niggas out here snitchin'
And them bitches is the ones who is considered the realest
I'm a live by the code, I die by the code
Keep it 100, never snitching no soul
I ride for my niggas until my eyes closed
In love with the money, I don't love these hoes
I solemnly swear [x4]
I'm a live by the code, I die by the code
I'll be a real nigga till my casket door closed
Dead by the code, and I'm a live by the code
I'm a live by the code
Quit it with the school, this the life I chose [x2]
Be a real nigga till my casket door closed ah
Dead by the code, and I'm a live by the code
I'm a live by the code
Quit it with the school, this the life I chose
I'm a live by the code, I die by the code
Keep it 100, never snitching on no soul
I ride for my niggas until my eyes closed
In love with the money, I don't love these hoes
I solemnly swear [x4]
I'm a live by the code, I die by the code
I'll be a real nigga till my casket door closed
Ok now 12 years old yea, momma in the kitchen
Told her if my brother went to jail I'm never snitchin'
She said boy go wash them dishes
She must think I'm trippin'
Twelve years later boy I still hold my position
Just that decode emit who let no pussies get me
I go to court, I'm drunk as fuck
I'm stressing on that remit
I hit the stand, I raised my hand
And deny all that's against me
The judge man trippin, tryna get my youngest twenty
I'm like no sir, your honor
I don't know any gunners
Don't know when and where and who it was
That's such a bummer, we good
I'm a live by the G shit
And I solemnly swear to keep a bad bitch
I'm a live by the code, I die by the code
Keep it 100, never snitching on no soul (never snitching on no soul)
I ride for my niggas until my eyes closed
In love with the money, I don't love these hoes
I solemnly swear [x4]
I'm a live by the code, I die by the code
I'll be a real nigga till my casket door closed
Hold up
Park the Chevy, hopped in the back seat of something
Seats reclinin, curtains closed, they ain't see me coming
Blackjack, no even money
You act bad, you gon get your ass wacked while I'm beating something
Use the line, use the line
If you get hit you go rise with your punk ass
It's steady, put it on like you own that
I got an AK in the drawer mat
With a shoulder strap, that's gon clap
With a sole trigger, that's scar niggas
Every time I own it back
And I done lost too many niggas to be slippin'
Now I don't even fall asleep around these bitches
And it ain't no secret, these niggas out here snitchin'
And them bitches is the ones who is considered the realest
I'm a live by the code, I die by the code
Keep it 100, never snitching no soul
I ride for my niggas until my eyes closed
In love with the money, I don't love these hoes
I solemnly swear [x4]
I'm a live by the code, I die by the code
I'll be a real nigga till my casket door closed
Dead by the code, and I'm a live by the code
I'm a live by the code
Quit it with the school, this the life I chose [x2]
Nothing To Something lyrics - Ace Hood
Uh, a dollar and a dream
Get it by any means
Started with a couple niggas, loyal to a team
Hard work, it was once a dream
Won it all my nigga, I'm all about the cream
From nothing to something
Nothing to something
Broke as a joke, the niggas would think it was funny
Nothing to something
From nothing to something
How we the niggas on the boulevard who run it
From nothing to something (yea)
To frequently stuntin' (yea)
Used to diss me now them bitches be easily fuckin'
No use for the bucket, I'm whippin' a Phantom
Still I know who get it cheap out of Little Havana
Keep it caution niggas, know who be talkin' bananas
Watch you block up, give a fuck if you holdin' umbrellas
Watch the niggas you around cause motherfuckin' jealous
Pillow talkin' with them bitches could be repercussions
No pity for weak, we playin' for keeps
Put feet on the Jeep and ride with that piece on the seat
No sleep when it's beef here, don't trust the whole from the streets
Niggas set you up and act like they one of your peeps
I got it from nothing, to money your bundles
Don't give a fuck if niggas owe me a couple of hundred
I need that, I'm talkin' asap
Got this shit off the muscle, I'm talkin' way back
Little Frangle you niggas, bitches you hatin' ass
Only reason I come through stuntin' with paper tags
Yellow diamonds be shining, know how to pay back
You niggas boring, I whipped the foreign, it's 8 spac
A dollar and a dream
Get it by any means
Started with a couple niggas, loyal to a team
Hard work, it was once a dream
Won it all my nigga, I'm all about the cream
From nothing to something
Nothing to something
Broke as a joke, the niggas would think it was funny
Nothing to something
From nothing to something
How we the niggas on the boulevard who run it
Chasing that money still to church on the Sunday
Hustling foreigns, upgrade you swagger from bummy
Still got that pistol tucked by the waist and the tummy
Fucking these bitches, still they can't get nothing from me
Rolling on 4G idles and move to the paper
Let the wrist, ain't got the window to fuck up a hater
Let's get 'em pissed, look at my latest bitch
You will think Beyonce ride with me at the wheel
Bitch we the business, couple million
Swimmin' in fuck what you think or you feelin'
Hustle hard, so potent with balls
Still whippin' them cars, don't know what's in the garage
I'm rich yay, crib got a few in the made
She cook what I crave, wake up to water and waves
It's boos livin', pimpin', you in it or not
Whole team balling, bitches you fuckin' or not?
Rollie on me, got more cracks than a crack-head
26's on the chicas in Bali
I got what I needed, consistently dreamin'
Lookin' at hustler dog if you never seen it
A dollar and a dream
Get it by any means
Started with a couple niggas, loyal to a team
Hard work, it was once a dream
Won it all my nigga, I'm all about the cream
From nothing to something
Nothing to something
Broke as a 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
Get it by any means
Started with a couple niggas, loyal to a team
Hard work, it was once a dream
Won it all my nigga, I'm all about the cream
From nothing to something
Nothing to something
Broke as a joke, the niggas would think it was funny
Nothing to something
From nothing to something
How we the niggas on the boulevard who run it
From nothing to something (yea)
To frequently stuntin' (yea)
Used to diss me now them bitches be easily fuckin'
No use for the bucket, I'm whippin' a Phantom
Still I know who get it cheap out of Little Havana
Keep it caution niggas, know who be talkin' bananas
Watch you block up, give a fuck if you holdin' umbrellas
Watch the niggas you around cause motherfuckin' jealous
Pillow talkin' with them bitches could be repercussions
No pity for weak, we playin' for keeps
Put feet on the Jeep and ride with that piece on the seat
No sleep when it's beef here, don't trust the whole from the streets
Niggas set you up and act like they one of your peeps
I got it from nothing, to money your bundles
Don't give a fuck if niggas owe me a couple of hundred
I need that, I'm talkin' asap
Got this shit off the muscle, I'm talkin' way back
Little Frangle you niggas, bitches you hatin' ass
Only reason I come through stuntin' with paper tags
Yellow diamonds be shining, know how to pay back
You niggas boring, I whipped the foreign, it's 8 spac
A dollar and a dream
Get it by any means
Started with a couple niggas, loyal to a team
Hard work, it was once a dream
Won it all my nigga, I'm all about the cream
From nothing to something
Nothing to something
Broke as a joke, the niggas would think it was funny
Nothing to something
From nothing to something
How we the niggas on the boulevard who run it
Chasing that money still to church on the Sunday
Hustling foreigns, upgrade you swagger from bummy
Still got that pistol tucked by the waist and the tummy
Fucking these bitches, still they can't get nothing from me
Rolling on 4G idles and move to the paper
Let the wrist, ain't got the window to fuck up a hater
Let's get 'em pissed, look at my latest bitch
You will think Beyonce ride with me at the wheel
Bitch we the business, couple million
Swimmin' in fuck what you think or you feelin'
Hustle hard, so potent with balls
Still whippin' them cars, don't know what's in the garage
I'm rich yay, crib got a few in the made
She cook what I crave, wake up to water and waves
It's boos livin', pimpin', you in it or not
Whole team balling, bitches you fuckin' or not?
Rollie on me, got more cracks than a crack-head
26's on the chicas in Bali
I got what I needed, consistently dreamin'
Lookin' at hustler dog if you never seen it
A dollar and a dream
Get it by any means
Started with a couple niggas, loyal to a team
Hard work, it was once a dream
Won it all my nigga, I'm all about the cream
From nothing to something
Nothing to something
Broke as a 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
Hallucinations lyrics - Ace Hood
Uh, Feeling like I been crucified
Haven't been the same since my daughter died
Paranormal flourished than my state of mind
Kinda hard for me to orchestrate a fucking rhyme
Last night I took some pain killers
And I became friends with a death dealer
Couple minutes later I was stupid numb
Slowly blinking, thinking where I got this pistol from
Damn I was fucked up
Still wonder why my daddy had abandoned us
Lost my dog when he decided to put them hammers up
Left the dope game so crackers couldn't jam him up
Heatin' pain off in my cold heart
These niggas playing foul like a false start
How my youngest pull your card like it's Hallmark
Choppa stop a nigga like a cross guard
Oh Lord I'm a mad man
Screaming starvation to the motherland
Never money over brothers man
I don't think they understand
Hear the pain that I'm so poor
It's like the lions when the pack roar
Come meet the last of a dying breed
Guaranteed that this some shit you've never seen
Black man, no college degree
Still a made a way for my mama to eat
Million dollars made and I did it in peace
But still I am a flirt to the fucking police
I forever be a field nigga
As long God with me, I'm a deal with em
Paranoid only Lord knows
Thinking I'm seeing people and the phantom ghosts
God Bless
Haven't been the same since my daughter died
Paranormal flourished than my state of mind
Kinda hard for me to orchestrate a fucking rhyme
Last night I took some pain killers
And I became friends with a death dealer
Couple minutes later I was stupid numb
Slowly blinking, thinking where I got this pistol from
Damn I was fucked up
Still wonder why my daddy had abandoned us
Lost my dog when he decided to put them hammers up
Left the dope game so crackers couldn't jam him up
Heatin' pain off in my cold heart
These niggas playing foul like a false start
How my youngest pull your card like it's Hallmark
Choppa stop a nigga like a cross guard
Oh Lord I'm a mad man
Screaming starvation to the motherland
Never money over brothers man
I don't think they understand
Hear the pain that I'm so poor
It's like the lions when the pack roar
Come meet the last of a dying breed
Guaranteed that this some shit you've never seen
Black man, no college degree
Still a made a way for my mama to eat
Million dollars made and I did it in peace
But still I am a flirt to the fucking police
I forever be a field nigga
As long God with me, I'm a deal with em
Paranoid only Lord knows
Thinking I'm seeing people and the phantom ghosts
God Bless
mixtape: "The Statement 2" (2011)
- Intro lyrics - Ace Hood
- The Realist Livin' lyrics - Ace Hood (feat. Rick Ross)
- Free My Niggas lyrics - Ace Hood
- Luv Her lyrics - Ace Hood (feat. 2 Chainz)
- Shit Done Got Real lyrics - Ace Hood (feat. Busta Rhymes & YelaWolf)
- Forgiv'n lyrics - Ace Hood (feat. Kevin Cossom)
- My Speakers lyrics - Ace Hood
- Yuup lyrics - Ace Hood
- Be Great lyrics - Ace Hood
- Check Me Out lyrics - Ace Hood
- Pay Her Bills (Cardiack Beats) lyrics - Ace Hood
- Body 2 Body (Remix) lyrics - Ace Hood (feat. Chris Brown, Rick Ross, Wale & DJ Khaled)
Intro lyrics - Ace Hood
Well it's the beast from the bottom
Only holler bout a dollar
Quarter mil around the collar
H double O D the rider, huh
Realest shit I've ever stated
Hottest and underrated
Can't debate it, know they hate it
Now they wonder what I'm makin'
Falsifying accusations
Fuck the rumors they created
I'm the future
Bitch we better then the best
Ain't no settlement for less
Any nigga wanna test it
And they get graded by the tech
Hop up outta that new slid'a
With a European model
"Getting' money, " that's the motto
Don't believe it? You can swallow theeeeese
Nuts
From the bottom to the top
I've done been through quite a lot
Khaled tried to tell them niggas, but they wouldn't give me props
Took a minute, now I'm back up in it
Now they on the jock
If you've seen the shit I've seen
I guarantee it'll never stop
I'm that hell on earth
Put my great God first
Body bag any verse
I should record it in a Hearse
Ain't no ceilin' on the vert'
Stuntin' on 'em, know it hurt
Know a bunch of real niggas
But they young, and they'll learn
Just don't end up on a shirt
R.I.P my nigga Zerk
Straight up outta reppin' Broward
Fuck a hater, lay in dirt
Where my CEO at?
We the best, don't stress
Period, cotax
62 the Maybach
Shit's stretched, Bowflex
Haaa haters take that
This the statement
Mother fuck the world
Payback!
Nigga
Only holler bout a dollar
Quarter mil around the collar
H double O D the rider, huh
Realest shit I've ever stated
Hottest and underrated
Can't debate it, know they hate it
Now they wonder what I'm makin'
Falsifying accusations
Fuck the rumors they created
I'm the future
Bitch we better then the best
Ain't no settlement for less
Any nigga wanna test it
And they get graded by the tech
Hop up outta that new slid'a
With a European model
"Getting' money, " that's the motto
Don't believe it? You can swallow theeeeese
Nuts
From the bottom to the top
I've done been through quite a lot
Khaled tried to tell them niggas, but they wouldn't give me props
Took a minute, now I'm back up in it
Now they on the jock
If you've seen the shit I've seen
I guarantee it'll never stop
I'm that hell on earth
Put my great God first
Body bag any verse
I should record it in a Hearse
Ain't no ceilin' on the vert'
Stuntin' on 'em, know it hurt
Know a bunch of real niggas
But they young, and they'll learn
Just don't end up on a shirt
R.I.P my nigga Zerk
Straight up outta reppin' Broward
Fuck a hater, lay in dirt
Where my CEO at?
We the best, don't stress
Period, cotax
62 the Maybach
Shit's stretched, Bowflex
Haaa haters take that
This the statement
Mother fuck the world
Payback!
Nigga
The Realist Livin' lyrics - Ace Hood (feat. Rick Ross)
OK now hood off in this mother fucker
Got the niggas all rolling hollering
Beast back in this mother fucker
And I'm into this bitch don't make me click off in this
Motherfucker
Better ask them bitches, I'll be swimming on they distance lover
Want to have my baby, trick you crazy
I keeps a rubber.
Never ever play me for no sucker
And I ain't stutter
I ain't into that bull I sip Muscatto and I'm lay back
That brand new Maserati inside of a suede black
And the chick I'm with hella thick just know that I fillet that.
I swear that pussy good she good she looky love the nookie
I'm just a nigga who addicted to this money flow
Ain't nobody on his level run and tell him fo
That's real shit, I swear my swagger keep an attitude
Pistol on me homie, he won't show no gratitude!
Don't want no problems, let this bust off in your blatter too
Standing ovation for the realest nigga in the room.
[Bridge:]
From the day that I was born, up out the womb
Pledge allegiance to keep to real and pay my dues
Honor the mother and the father, death for dishonor
I am my brothers keeper and that's before the mighty dollar
Standing ovation!
[Chorus:]
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
Mirror mirror on the wall who the realest
They say that God don't fear nobody I'm his spitting image
Look in my eyes and see the beast
My kind is rare invented
Choppa on the seat will have you call on your religion?
Father God come and bless me, I'm a sinner mane
You know these niggas talking tough gone need a dinner plan
Don't make me send those niggas, off into that mini van
I ain't no pillar, put a thousand on your brother head
Real shit, you're looking at the realest living tho
Only niggas speaking real, I never sugarcoat
Way to many niggas banging and they're selling dough
I don't know a thing about it, I just get my hustle on!
To legit the quit, I really got my heater chrome
Call that style my BFF and I don't leave you home!
And that's word to my momma, don't want no drama
Loyal to the bone, and that's before I see the commas
[Bridge:]
From the day that I was born, up out the womb
Pledge allegiance to keep it real and pay my dues
Honor the mother and the father, death for dishonor
I am my brothers keeper and that's before the mighty dollar
Standing ovation!
[Chorus:]
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
Smoking like Harry Potter
My flow keep getting hotter
She dances to my singles
Bet she just want a dollar
Uh, but I got her, I know she a dog
She know that I'm balling, she know who the boss
Got the 2 door the 4 door I even get the trucks
Getting loo like ma ludo Mommy, I got the bucks
Call it killers, they're lurking I see 'em in the gust
Remember as soon as I point a finger, you're getting touched
Play with fire, I could get you sent to hell
Angel of death, I could hit her on the cell
Speed dial, double MG God forgives and I don't you niggas will see
[Bridge:]
From the day that I was born, up out the womb
I pledge allegiance to keep it real and pay my dues
Honor the mother and the father, death for dishonor
I am my brothers keeper and that's before the mighty dollar
Standing ovation!
[Chorus:]
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
Got the niggas all rolling hollering
Beast back in this mother fucker
And I'm into this bitch don't make me click off in this
Motherfucker
Better ask them bitches, I'll be swimming on they distance lover
Want to have my baby, trick you crazy
I keeps a rubber.
Never ever play me for no sucker
And I ain't stutter
I ain't into that bull I sip Muscatto and I'm lay back
That brand new Maserati inside of a suede black
And the chick I'm with hella thick just know that I fillet that.
I swear that pussy good she good she looky love the nookie
I'm just a nigga who addicted to this money flow
Ain't nobody on his level run and tell him fo
That's real shit, I swear my swagger keep an attitude
Pistol on me homie, he won't show no gratitude!
Don't want no problems, let this bust off in your blatter too
Standing ovation for the realest nigga in the room.
[Bridge:]
From the day that I was born, up out the womb
Pledge allegiance to keep to real and pay my dues
Honor the mother and the father, death for dishonor
I am my brothers keeper and that's before the mighty dollar
Standing ovation!
[Chorus:]
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
Mirror mirror on the wall who the realest
They say that God don't fear nobody I'm his spitting image
Look in my eyes and see the beast
My kind is rare invented
Choppa on the seat will have you call on your religion?
Father God come and bless me, I'm a sinner mane
You know these niggas talking tough gone need a dinner plan
Don't make me send those niggas, off into that mini van
I ain't no pillar, put a thousand on your brother head
Real shit, you're looking at the realest living tho
Only niggas speaking real, I never sugarcoat
Way to many niggas banging and they're selling dough
I don't know a thing about it, I just get my hustle on!
To legit the quit, I really got my heater chrome
Call that style my BFF and I don't leave you home!
And that's word to my momma, don't want no drama
Loyal to the bone, and that's before I see the commas
[Bridge:]
From the day that I was born, up out the womb
Pledge allegiance to keep it real and pay my dues
Honor the mother and the father, death for dishonor
I am my brothers keeper and that's before the mighty dollar
Standing ovation!
[Chorus:]
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
Smoking like Harry Potter
My flow keep getting hotter
She dances to my singles
Bet she just want a dollar
Uh, but I got her, I know she a dog
She know that I'm balling, she know who the boss
Got the 2 door the 4 door I even get the trucks
Getting loo like ma ludo Mommy, I got the bucks
Call it killers, they're lurking I see 'em in the gust
Remember as soon as I point a finger, you're getting touched
Play with fire, I could get you sent to hell
Angel of death, I could hit her on the cell
Speed dial, double MG God forgives and I don't you niggas will see
[Bridge:]
From the day that I was born, up out the womb
I pledge allegiance to keep it real and pay my dues
Honor the mother and the father, death for dishonor
I am my brothers keeper and that's before the mighty dollar
Standing ovation!
[Chorus:]
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
Free My Niggas lyrics - Ace Hood
[Intro:]
Hey man
This a message to the judge
Mother fuckin' DA
Mother fuckin' fed's
HA!
[Hook:]
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 from 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!
[Verse 1:]
Hundred miles n' 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 shop
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'in
He already got his jewelry 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 sheild proof
Yeah nigga sheild proof
I almost forgot
[?] free my nigga Stan fool
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
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!
[Hook]
Hey man
This a message to the judge
Mother fuckin' DA
Mother fuckin' fed's
HA!
[Hook:]
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 from 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!
[Verse 1:]
Hundred miles n' 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 shop
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'in
He already got his jewelry 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 sheild proof
Yeah nigga sheild proof
I almost forgot
[?] free my nigga Stan fool
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
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!
[Hook]
Luv Her lyrics - Ace Hood (feat. 2 Chainz)
[2 Chainz:]
I used to luv her
Fuck it.
[Hook:]
Yeah she used to tear down the mall
Findi, prada and all
Swear that pussy was great
I let her have it her way
I used to luv her [x2] yeah boi
She started fucking them lames
Throwing dirt on my name
Tried to creep with my dog
Guess it's a part of the game
I used to luv her, yeah boi I used to luv her
[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
I had a bitch named Diane
Stashed her work in her hammer
Bad bitch from Atlanta
Had a job as a dancer
She was fine as a mug
Shake her ass in the club
Fuck her once and I spolier
Now I'm falling in luv
I swear that pussy was power
Dick her down for some hours
On some pornstar shit
She sniffed her coke off the counter
This bitch was bad
Supa bad
Cooking and cleaning ass
Poking out of them
Vicky secrets
What's the desire? I'll supply you with some shopping sprees.
Gave her my card and my brand new panaramo keys
So she went sour
Heard to much about her in the street
They say she was doing everybody that's including me
Get off of work another nigga she would go and see
Tell me she luv me be creeping when a nigga sleepin'
You old silly ass
Trick something in my sleeve
Bitch where my card where my keys youse a memory
[Hook]
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Ok this story about Sonya
Meet her through Rhaseda
While your drink was on the coaster
I was down in Costa Rica
Actions speak loud
And I feel that talk is cheaper
Original d-boy I was texting
Using beepers
How I ended up with a Porsce
Started with a Regal
Ended-up with Sonya and started off with Lisa
See Sonya got a girl friend so you know
The prosedure
And I'm a keep it pimpin
Church Cathedral
Chopper in my beamer
Real nigga like Luseal
And I'm tired of ballin
But I ain't talking bout Tela
You have no ideal tequila in my freezer
And I didn't go to prom
I was in love with a beaker
Looked up to the felons
Said what's up to the preacher
Getting all this new money like "hi" it's nice to met you
Breakfast in the bedroom like it was nice to eat you
Took her to the mall
And brought her a bag with the sneakers
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Ace Hood]
I'm in that 4 door ho
Rocking my fresh polo
I got my seat back low
I'm in that bitch solo
I'm sick and tired of them hoes
Playing that role on the low
Claiming they faithful and shit
That's how that game gonna go
They fall in luv with your money
And like with your swagger
See that new chick you fucking
Nine out of ten I done had her
Keep my hoes to the money
Family is what matters
All that get is this dick
And bubblegum out the wrapper
I had a bad lil chick
I'm talkin' bad as shit
The way them titties was sitting
And all that ass so thick
I had to bag that quick
And I was gone all in
A couple months we done chill
Found out that bitch wasn't shit
They say the whole hood hit
I told her get lost trick
I should of knew you was shawn for the group you were with
I used to, luv her
I used to luv her
But I ain't tripping I just hit the club and find another
[Hook]
I used to luv her
Fuck it.
[Hook:]
Yeah she used to tear down the mall
Findi, prada and all
Swear that pussy was great
I let her have it her way
I used to luv her [x2] yeah boi
She started fucking them lames
Throwing dirt on my name
Tried to creep with my dog
Guess it's a part of the game
I used to luv her, yeah boi I used to luv her
[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
I had a bitch named Diane
Stashed her work in her hammer
Bad bitch from Atlanta
Had a job as a dancer
She was fine as a mug
Shake her ass in the club
Fuck her once and I spolier
Now I'm falling in luv
I swear that pussy was power
Dick her down for some hours
On some pornstar shit
She sniffed her coke off the counter
This bitch was bad
Supa bad
Cooking and cleaning ass
Poking out of them
Vicky secrets
What's the desire? I'll supply you with some shopping sprees.
Gave her my card and my brand new panaramo keys
So she went sour
Heard to much about her in the street
They say she was doing everybody that's including me
Get off of work another nigga she would go and see
Tell me she luv me be creeping when a nigga sleepin'
You old silly ass
Trick something in my sleeve
Bitch where my card where my keys youse a memory
[Hook]
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Ok this story about Sonya
Meet her through Rhaseda
While your drink was on the coaster
I was down in Costa Rica
Actions speak loud
And I feel that talk is cheaper
Original d-boy I was texting
Using beepers
How I ended up with a Porsce
Started with a Regal
Ended-up with Sonya and started off with Lisa
See Sonya got a girl friend so you know
The prosedure
And I'm a keep it pimpin
Church Cathedral
Chopper in my beamer
Real nigga like Luseal
And I'm tired of ballin
But I ain't talking bout Tela
You have no ideal tequila in my freezer
And I didn't go to prom
I was in love with a beaker
Looked up to the felons
Said what's up to the preacher
Getting all this new money like "hi" it's nice to met you
Breakfast in the bedroom like it was nice to eat you
Took her to the mall
And brought her a bag with the sneakers
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Ace Hood]
I'm in that 4 door ho
Rocking my fresh polo
I got my seat back low
I'm in that bitch solo
I'm sick and tired of them hoes
Playing that role on the low
Claiming they faithful and shit
That's how that game gonna go
They fall in luv with your money
And like with your swagger
See that new chick you fucking
Nine out of ten I done had her
Keep my hoes to the money
Family is what matters
All that get is this dick
And bubblegum out the wrapper
I had a bad lil chick
I'm talkin' bad as shit
The way them titties was sitting
And all that ass so thick
I had to bag that quick
And I was gone all in
A couple months we done chill
Found out that bitch wasn't shit
They say the whole hood hit
I told her get lost trick
I should of knew you was shawn for the group you were with
I used to, luv her
I used to luv her
But I ain't tripping I just hit the club and find another
[Hook]
Shit Done Got Real lyrics - Ace Hood (feat. Busta Rhymes & YelaWolf)
[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
Mother fuck this industry
God bless my enemies
Too many lame niggas try'na speak
Till they find a beat, it don't bother me
But um
Any nigga can't rap get out, him ASAP
Talkin' about their trappin' again
Hopped in the booth
I've been the truth
Got proof
Guess who was the popular kid?
Ya it's me in a drop top with a Glock out
Pop shots in the back of your head
Aimin' at your esophagus
Don't count of survivin' the lead
{See I'm so pissed off to the litter}
{Like a flow with the riddle}
Let her ass cheek giggle
I'm a dog and I'm all in the middle
Fuck her, ran her, got balls all in 'em
What!?
Damn ma' can't call up a nigga
Bust that real fast for all of my niggas?
Gotta man? Well it's fuck that nigga
I'm good anywhere like I'm SunPassin' 'em
God damn my flow so amazin'
Ask renegades, they can quote that statement
Your bitch wanna have my babies
Nigga fuck you, pay me
[Hook: Ace Hood]
Ok it's money over them bitches
Coffins go to them snitches
Talkin' outta your ass
You're gonna need a little more than them stitches
Shit done got real, shit done got real
Shit done got real, shit done got real
Any given day you could be victimized
Just pray and hope one day you see them {heavenly} skies
Shit done got real, shit done got real
Shit done got real, shit done got real
[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]
I don't really think you niggas get it
I'm a decorate your face kind'a like an upholstery nigga
It's getting' kind'a real up in this motherfucker
I don't think you should really even approach me nigga
Lay down motherfucker you ain't heard what I said
Why you try'na play me closely nigga?
And now you wanna talk?
I'm already about to die while you stranglin' and really try'na choke me nigga
Tell a nigga that I cut a nigga till you see the white meat
But I don't really eat poultry nigga
Fuck it, it don't matter anyways
Cause you know you're about to lay up in a box kind'a cozy nigga
Look
It be gettin' kind'a bafflin' to me
When a dude be actin' like he know me nigga
And then I had to let it go
A couple of friendly reminders
{Till they get to} sink it in your meat slowly nigga
Hit a nigga for their shit
Make a nigga strip down, bare
Yogi nigga
I know it's unbelievable
Well bitch, ya betta believe it
{It's the ones} that know me nigga
Beat him like the boy omi nigga
If you watch, {whoopin'} like a ceremony nigga
And when I'm finished with him
Go and get his little bitch
Let her blow me nigga
I wanna cry for you friend
{Why ya try to front when} you've got so much to lose
Problem is that I'm the one to show you the truth
And talk about you when a nigga get in the booth
You niggas betta know the deal when I come through
Better learn or you gonna {feel}
{And by they way shit is lookin'}
Shit done got real
Shit done got real
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Yelawolf]
Shit done got real, Yela got a deal
Shit done got real, Yela got a deal
Hold up, wait a, minute
Did you say my name, and offer me to
Drive up in this motherfucker
Park it like a Buick Regal?
You in need of, usin' needles
Feel like you wanna shoot up this dope
Well let me swerve in, like syringe
To the veins of the game with another unique quote
You need a boat
You've done got deep
I'm so dirty, you need the soap
You need the hope
And a wish ain't nothin' like the real thing bitch
Say you need to cope
White bread, white bread
You need a loaf?
Spread butter on it
Dead my opponents with the lead
Yeah I'm goin'
Where am I goin'?
Could it be that Eminem only knows!?
When a synonym {talks} with a syllable
I mean comparable
It's kind'a like a {Motorola crossed with other Motorolas} talkin' to the world in a {parable}
Hella cold
Flow done put my family in Freda clothes
Extra vegetables, on a plate, and steak right next to those
I got to get it buddy
And if it's dirty and wet
I'll get it muddy
Fuck clean kicks
I done walked through green shit
And I did it public
So when I wipe my shoes on hip hop's welcome mat
And I leave a stain
Paybacks a bitch
That's my way of sayin'
Keep the change
[Hook]
Mother fuck this industry
God bless my enemies
Too many lame niggas try'na speak
Till they find a beat, it don't bother me
But um
Any nigga can't rap get out, him ASAP
Talkin' about their trappin' again
Hopped in the booth
I've been the truth
Got proof
Guess who was the popular kid?
Ya it's me in a drop top with a Glock out
Pop shots in the back of your head
Aimin' at your esophagus
Don't count of survivin' the lead
{See I'm so pissed off to the litter}
{Like a flow with the riddle}
Let her ass cheek giggle
I'm a dog and I'm all in the middle
Fuck her, ran her, got balls all in 'em
What!?
Damn ma' can't call up a nigga
Bust that real fast for all of my niggas?
Gotta man? Well it's fuck that nigga
I'm good anywhere like I'm SunPassin' 'em
God damn my flow so amazin'
Ask renegades, they can quote that statement
Your bitch wanna have my babies
Nigga fuck you, pay me
[Hook: Ace Hood]
Ok it's money over them bitches
Coffins go to them snitches
Talkin' outta your ass
You're gonna need a little more than them stitches
Shit done got real, shit done got real
Shit done got real, shit done got real
Any given day you could be victimized
Just pray and hope one day you see them {heavenly} skies
Shit done got real, shit done got real
Shit done got real, shit done got real
[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]
I don't really think you niggas get it
I'm a decorate your face kind'a like an upholstery nigga
It's getting' kind'a real up in this motherfucker
I don't think you should really even approach me nigga
Lay down motherfucker you ain't heard what I said
Why you try'na play me closely nigga?
And now you wanna talk?
I'm already about to die while you stranglin' and really try'na choke me nigga
Tell a nigga that I cut a nigga till you see the white meat
But I don't really eat poultry nigga
Fuck it, it don't matter anyways
Cause you know you're about to lay up in a box kind'a cozy nigga
Look
It be gettin' kind'a bafflin' to me
When a dude be actin' like he know me nigga
And then I had to let it go
A couple of friendly reminders
{Till they get to} sink it in your meat slowly nigga
Hit a nigga for their shit
Make a nigga strip down, bare
Yogi nigga
I know it's unbelievable
Well bitch, ya betta believe it
{It's the ones} that know me nigga
Beat him like the boy omi nigga
If you watch, {whoopin'} like a ceremony nigga
And when I'm finished with him
Go and get his little bitch
Let her blow me nigga
I wanna cry for you friend
{Why ya try to front when} you've got so much to lose
Problem is that I'm the one to show you the truth
And talk about you when a nigga get in the booth
You niggas betta know the deal when I come through
Better learn or you gonna {feel}
{And by they way shit is lookin'}
Shit done got real
Shit done got real
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Yelawolf]
Shit done got real, Yela got a deal
Shit done got real, Yela got a deal
Hold up, wait a, minute
Did you say my name, and offer me to
Drive up in this motherfucker
Park it like a Buick Regal?
You in need of, usin' needles
Feel like you wanna shoot up this dope
Well let me swerve in, like syringe
To the veins of the game with another unique quote
You need a boat
You've done got deep
I'm so dirty, you need the soap
You need the hope
And a wish ain't nothin' like the real thing bitch
Say you need to cope
White bread, white bread
You need a loaf?
Spread butter on it
Dead my opponents with the lead
Yeah I'm goin'
Where am I goin'?
Could it be that Eminem only knows!?
When a synonym {talks} with a syllable
I mean comparable
It's kind'a like a {Motorola crossed with other Motorolas} talkin' to the world in a {parable}
Hella cold
Flow done put my family in Freda clothes
Extra vegetables, on a plate, and steak right next to those
I got to get it buddy
And if it's dirty and wet
I'll get it muddy
Fuck clean kicks
I done walked through green shit
And I did it public
So when I wipe my shoes on hip hop's welcome mat
And I leave a stain
Paybacks a bitch
That's my way of sayin'
Keep the change
[Hook]
Forgiv'n lyrics - Ace Hood (feat. Kevin Cossom)
[Intro: Ace Hood]
Aceee
Waited my whole life for this moment
Head to the sky
[Hook: Kevin Cossom]
Thank you for patience
For forgiveness
For your angels watching over me
I shoudn't be livin'
Lord I'm sorry for my sins
But these streets ain't forgivin'
No these streets ain't forgivin'
Na these streets ain't forgivin'
[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I would never fear a man who could breathe my air
Only God himself
I got my mind on wealth
Quit a job, thank God momma betta' in health
Fuck the world man I felt like I could manage myself
Hard times came around lord I needed your help
Lost my dog can't describe the pain I felt
Couldn't make it to the funeral I hold that guilt
I done been through shit
Nealy lost my life, nearly lost my mom
I toss and turn at night
Now my times are betta'
No eviction letta'
Why did God bless me, I'm tryin' put it together
Ain't nobody here perect
Please wash my sins
Doin' women because they love the way I ride that benz
Plus my penthouse fly
I invite them in
Young man 23 dear God I repent
[Hook: Kevin Cossom]
[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
Okay now 1 for the money
Way to much in dough
3 for the niggas who doubted me on the low
Said that I wouldn't make make it your predetermineds a joke
I inherited a glow
Many livin' with out it
Ask me I how did I do it
Tell them I never doubt it
Quittin' never considered
Many blessings delivered
Friends became haters, the money turning em' bitter
Betrayel in my soul, I'm cold like late december
Daddy look at your son
Millionaire in the makin'
I pray one day that you call
Cause you proud and happy I made it
Never probably maybe
Leaving was kinda shady
Hope this eats you alive
My tears no longer cried
[Hook: Kevin Cossom]
Some people try and they try and try
Just to get by
But me? I'm a' do what I got to do but I'm a get mine
[Verse 3: Ace Hood]
Loyalties to my team
And that's all I scream
Real niggas do real things
I say that we just gettin' richer is the song I sing
Real niggas do real things
I say the money the motive
Opportunity closer
Ridibg in that new phantom
In my city I'm hova
I put in my time
And that's word to maroni
24's on the mero
I did it just like kobe
[Hook: Kevin Cossom]
Some people try and they try and try
Just to get by
But me? I'm a' do what I got to do to get mine
Aceee
Waited my whole life for this moment
Head to the sky
[Hook: Kevin Cossom]
Thank you for patience
For forgiveness
For your angels watching over me
I shoudn't be livin'
Lord I'm sorry for my sins
But these streets ain't forgivin'
No these streets ain't forgivin'
Na these streets ain't forgivin'
[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I would never fear a man who could breathe my air
Only God himself
I got my mind on wealth
Quit a job, thank God momma betta' in health
Fuck the world man I felt like I could manage myself
Hard times came around lord I needed your help
Lost my dog can't describe the pain I felt
Couldn't make it to the funeral I hold that guilt
I done been through shit
Nealy lost my life, nearly lost my mom
I toss and turn at night
Now my times are betta'
No eviction letta'
Why did God bless me, I'm tryin' put it together
Ain't nobody here perect
Please wash my sins
Doin' women because they love the way I ride that benz
Plus my penthouse fly
I invite them in
Young man 23 dear God I repent
[Hook: Kevin Cossom]
[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
Okay now 1 for the money
Way to much in dough
3 for the niggas who doubted me on the low
Said that I wouldn't make make it your predetermineds a joke
I inherited a glow
Many livin' with out it
Ask me I how did I do it
Tell them I never doubt it
Quittin' never considered
Many blessings delivered
Friends became haters, the money turning em' bitter
Betrayel in my soul, I'm cold like late december
Daddy look at your son
Millionaire in the makin'
I pray one day that you call
Cause you proud and happy I made it
Never probably maybe
Leaving was kinda shady
Hope this eats you alive
My tears no longer cried
[Hook: Kevin Cossom]
Some people try and they try and try
Just to get by
But me? I'm a' do what I got to do but I'm a get mine
[Verse 3: Ace Hood]
Loyalties to my team
And that's all I scream
Real niggas do real things
I say that we just gettin' richer is the song I sing
Real niggas do real things
I say the money the motive
Opportunity closer
Ridibg in that new phantom
In my city I'm hova
I put in my time
And that's word to maroni
24's on the mero
I did it just like kobe
[Hook: Kevin Cossom]
Some people try and they try and try
Just to get by
But me? I'm a' do what I got to do to get mine
My Speakers lyrics - Ace Hood
Ace knocking my speakers [x3]
[Hook]
Ace knocking my speakers [x12]
Okay
I'm still spitting that ether
Real shit on your speakers
No top on that Beamer
Diagnosed with Leukemia
I'm that young nigga who don't pay
Old school on duece treys
Real nigga no fool gaze
Shoot clips like P Swayze
Young boy, he swagged out
Diamonds on me, they stand out
Big money, don't do drought
Fuck her she don't use mouth
Ace Hood in your speakers
A lot of ya'll my sequel
Walk a mile in my sneakers
But a nigga won't reside in my features
I'll be okay flyest nigga on your runway
No kids allowed we on that gun play
And sweep put it on my mama
I'm a dog when it come to them commas
You play you lay wit my nigga rose
[Hook]
Ace knocking my speakers [x12]
Okay now money of them bitches
Hopping up out of that new Bentley
Strapped up like Yosemite
Gotta keep that from my enemies
This smoke fool no chimney
That getting money my remedy
You's a family guy you to giggity
That hating shit it waste energy
Nigga I'm riding round and I'm getting it
That Mossberg in dickies
My jury called me 250
I'mma talk a bitch out her vickies
Boy I can knock my speakers
That stealing flows from their teacher
Ain't rock around with no skeezer
That's straight droppin this speaker
I'mma let my nigga rosay teach em
Anybody want problems see me
20 grand won't do no freebies
I'm rated R and you PG
You sweet homie like kiwi
Your money small lie a tepee
We headline TMZ
Out the bed I've been born a G
[Hook]
Ace knocking my speakers [x12]
[Hook]
Ace knocking my speakers [x12]
Okay
I'm still spitting that ether
Real shit on your speakers
No top on that Beamer
Diagnosed with Leukemia
I'm that young nigga who don't pay
Old school on duece treys
Real nigga no fool gaze
Shoot clips like P Swayze
Young boy, he swagged out
Diamonds on me, they stand out
Big money, don't do drought
Fuck her she don't use mouth
Ace Hood in your speakers
A lot of ya'll my sequel
Walk a mile in my sneakers
But a nigga won't reside in my features
I'll be okay flyest nigga on your runway
No kids allowed we on that gun play
And sweep put it on my mama
I'm a dog when it come to them commas
You play you lay wit my nigga rose
[Hook]
Ace knocking my speakers [x12]
Okay now money of them bitches
Hopping up out of that new Bentley
Strapped up like Yosemite
Gotta keep that from my enemies
This smoke fool no chimney
That getting money my remedy
You's a family guy you to giggity
That hating shit it waste energy
Nigga I'm riding round and I'm getting it
That Mossberg in dickies
My jury called me 250
I'mma talk a bitch out her vickies
Boy I can knock my speakers
That stealing flows from their teacher
Ain't rock around with no skeezer
That's straight droppin this speaker
I'mma let my nigga rosay teach em
Anybody want problems see me
20 grand won't do no freebies
I'm rated R and you PG
You sweet homie like kiwi
Your money small lie a tepee
We headline TMZ
Out the bed I've been born a G
[Hook]
Ace knocking my speakers [x12]
Yuup lyrics - Ace Hood
H, double O, D, nigga that's me
Low key, don't talk to the police
Ridin round in the city in a two seat, tucked
Nigga osta la vista
Never love em, I fuck em and leave em
On occasion I'm sippin tekila
Got my stripes like dem adiiiiiiiiii- HAH
We dem niggas huh
Real nigga what
Gettin money boy
Can't get enough
In a two door
With two hoes
Sittin too high
That's pluto
Want yo chick
Take yo bitch
Keep my clip
'Case they trip
Ya'll on that
We on this
You want beef
Call my click
You feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feeel me?
Let a nigga know, let a nigga know, let a nigga know, let a nigga know,
Yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup
Okay nigga that's my callin
30 grand in the wrist I'm ballin
Big diamonds and all dem flawless
Sippin on that whatcha-ma-call-it
Goddamn I'm way too loco
Blame it on that cocoa loso
Four hoes introduced to da four door
Low pro, two fours in in my polo
On ten getting head in a low-low
Don't stop hoe dc go-go
Fuck ya'll niggas hatin on me for?
Probably cause a nigga rich in a low-low
I'm too fly
And you not
You tell lies
I do not
Real nigga though
Got plenty hoes
20 grand a show
That's minimul
Can't stop the money on relax
Big bank, a swag and a mayback
Hop off the glock and I need that
Cock back and aim at yo fitted cap
Ya'll boys don't want no drama
If you do you don't love yo momma
My niggas all about dem cooooooooooooommmmmmmmm-
We dem niggas huh
Real nigga what
Gettin money boy
Can't get enough
In a two door
With two hoes
Sittin too high
That's pluto
Want yo chick
Take yo bitch
Keep my clip
'Case they trip
Ya'll on that
We on this
You want beef
Call my click
You feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feeel me?
Let a nigga know, let a nigga know, let a nigga know, let a nigga know,
Yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup
Okay nigga back off in here
All black with a strap
My war gear
Ride with my city and I'm from here
Not too many niggas don't wanna go there
Vacation, no way don't care
Dem boys in da hood they don't care
Hit em up to the clip click woah there
Big 5, got mine, don't go there
But okay I'm off of that bull
Keep hatin all of them should
Rob me, I wish that they would
You can die beside of yo bud
Get it right though
See the neck hoe?
Ten chains on
City fat glow
That's a 100k
For the neck game
Need a bad bitch
For the net gain
Gotta peep the swag I'm in a new thang
Flat black, got a ride like bruce wayne
And that shit be kickin like liu kang
Ridin round I'm gettin it like two chains
Fly, guy, that's all in the feed back
Thick bitch, you know a nigga need that
Ain't trippin in the lane who bad mouth
Money talk is all I speak bout
We dem niggas huh
Real nigga what
Gettin money boy
Can't get enough
In a two door
With two hoes
Sittin too high
That's pluto
Want yo chick
Take yo bitch
Keep my clip
'Case they trip
Ya'll on that
We on this
You want beef
Call my click
You feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feeel me?
Let a nigga know, let a nigga know, let a nigga know, let a nigga know,
Yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup
Low key, don't talk to the police
Ridin round in the city in a two seat, tucked
Nigga osta la vista
Never love em, I fuck em and leave em
On occasion I'm sippin tekila
Got my stripes like dem adiiiiiiiiii- HAH
We dem niggas huh
Real nigga what
Gettin money boy
Can't get enough
In a two door
With two hoes
Sittin too high
That's pluto
Want yo chick
Take yo bitch
Keep my clip
'Case they trip
Ya'll on that
We on this
You want beef
Call my click
You feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feeel me?
Let a nigga know, let a nigga know, let a nigga know, let a nigga know,
Yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup
Okay nigga that's my callin
30 grand in the wrist I'm ballin
Big diamonds and all dem flawless
Sippin on that whatcha-ma-call-it
Goddamn I'm way too loco
Blame it on that cocoa loso
Four hoes introduced to da four door
Low pro, two fours in in my polo
On ten getting head in a low-low
Don't stop hoe dc go-go
Fuck ya'll niggas hatin on me for?
Probably cause a nigga rich in a low-low
I'm too fly
And you not
You tell lies
I do not
Real nigga though
Got plenty hoes
20 grand a show
That's minimul
Can't stop the money on relax
Big bank, a swag and a mayback
Hop off the glock and I need that
Cock back and aim at yo fitted cap
Ya'll boys don't want no drama
If you do you don't love yo momma
My niggas all about dem cooooooooooooommmmmmmmm-
We dem niggas huh
Real nigga what
Gettin money boy
Can't get enough
In a two door
With two hoes
Sittin too high
That's pluto
Want yo chick
Take yo bitch
Keep my clip
'Case they trip
Ya'll on that
We on this
You want beef
Call my click
You feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feeel me?
Let a nigga know, let a nigga know, let a nigga know, let a nigga know,
Yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup
Okay nigga back off in here
All black with a strap
My war gear
Ride with my city and I'm from here
Not too many niggas don't wanna go there
Vacation, no way don't care
Dem boys in da hood they don't care
Hit em up to the clip click woah there
Big 5, got mine, don't go there
But okay I'm off of that bull
Keep hatin all of them should
Rob me, I wish that they would
You can die beside of yo bud
Get it right though
See the neck hoe?
Ten chains on
City fat glow
That's a 100k
For the neck game
Need a bad bitch
For the net gain
Gotta peep the swag I'm in a new thang
Flat black, got a ride like bruce wayne
And that shit be kickin like liu kang
Ridin round I'm gettin it like two chains
Fly, guy, that's all in the feed back
Thick bitch, you know a nigga need that
Ain't trippin in the lane who bad mouth
Money talk is all I speak bout
We dem niggas huh
Real nigga what
Gettin money boy
Can't get enough
In a two door
With two hoes
Sittin too high
That's pluto
Want yo chick
Take yo bitch
Keep my clip
'Case they trip
Ya'll on that
We on this
You want beef
Call my click
You feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feel me, you feeel me?
Let a nigga know, let a nigga know, let a nigga know, let a nigga know,
Yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup
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