Okay
Uh, okay I walked in the party Mr. swag, so gnarly
With a bad Spanish mammy betta ask somebody
Yea that's my Maseratti, going ham no salami
That's your chick if I like it then I'm straight bo guarding
In the club where the bottles at, Rosay no Muscato
They see me, models follow, ass clap, Aye, bravo
I'll be why then my niggas see my jewels, they six figures
Fuck your girl and her friend. I'm a dog. How'd you figure?
Chillin' with my click and I puff that loud
She don't wanna fuck... then I tell a bitch bye,
Heart so cold, why waste my time?
Twenty on the wrist cause I like the shine
Fuck you niggas who hate on mine
Credit card will not declined
Missionary no, not me, I like that pussy from behind
Bitch I'm balling every day, it's like somebody pressed rewind
All my niggas came from nothing, mandatory that we shine
Private plane and no complainin' if I happen to recline
Same nigga that they doubted and I'm glad they don't remind
Made a million off my hunger, that's just solely my reply
Cause we da best, shit ain't a lie
Had to bring the money home
I had to bring the money home
Motherfucker, we on
I had to bring the money home
Motherfucker, we on
I had to bring the money home
Then I catch me in your city, with a clip the niggas with me
Couple bitches getting tipsy, celebrating cause 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, niggas 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)
And we on (and we on) and we on (on)
Okay, now one for the money, Shorty two for the fuck of it
Pull up in some shit that just might destroy all your confidence
Meet a bitch and hit it quick and never know her government
I been rocking Hermes and that H don't stand for hooligan
High boy, I fly, high nigga, blast off
You goof truth loose goose prove you ain't cutting soft
We on, we on, way to keep on, bring on
All these cases of that aces, bring them 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 niggas, celebrating, rocking hella gold
Ring hella big, you would think I won the Super Bowl
Yea, we in the building, why the fuck you think it's super flow?
Tell the DJ bring it back and show 'em what we really on
All these women love me cause they know a youngun money long
Mama told me get it so I had to bring the money home
Had to bring the money home
I had to bring the money home
Motherfucker, we on
I had to bring the money home
Motherfucker, we on
I had to bring the money home
Then I catch me in your city, with a clip the niggas with me
Couple bitches getting tipsy, celebrating cause 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, niggas 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)
And we on (and we on) and we on (on)
I'm F%#k'd Up lyrics - Ace Hood
I'm fucked up, I'm rolling, I'm rolling
I'm fucked up, I'm rolling, I'm rolling
I'm rolling, I'm rolling
I'm fucked up, I'm rolling, I'm rolling
Okay, now bad bitches and a friend sip a fit for G
And got more holes knocking at the door, tell them bring them in
Smoking purp, got a fucking pound
White bitch breaking bound
All this gold, cocaine on the floor
Harboring got the poe
Tell your mama bust it open
Rolling drunk off the potion
Hoping I get her open
That pussy, I leave it swollen
I'm the master when you call that up
Beat it up up up like I'm Dr. Paul
I'm up the bat so what it is Shorty?
I'm on that Houston purple serve shit
Never mind, I'm flow, forgot my government
How I peed a pimp though on some Charlie shit
Salute my nigga Bull in case I do forget
I'm getting throwed and I'm way off
Pizza rock, no chase just simply day rock
Switching bitches with my nigga Andy Duff
If you ain't fucked up then what you payin' for?
I'm fucked up, I'm fucked up
I'm rolling, I'm rolling
I'm fucked up, I'm rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling
I'm high, I'm drunk
My bitch, she faded
My vision so blurry and I may not make it
And I'm back, ghetto once again
Hoping up off that Benz with a chick and she super thick
Chilling with a couple a friends
Baby what's twins but I'll just hop a bin
But know that depends
You ain't fucking off or feeling me
It's hollaback, that's indeed
Nigga cast these supply of weed
Kick oh bring the lean
Fucking swishers roll that paper like my nigga Wiz Khalif
Getting fucked up that's beside the devil cut some
I'm taking Sam shots and I'm hoping I don't pass out
Them bitches hair style, Moly poppin' they all buyin' uhh
I'm fucked up, not focused
Got a 30 pack of them Trojan's
Gonna do some damage with these mixed twins
Never call for block, I do not go 10
I'm a beat that pussy till the morning
Switching bitches with my nigga Andy Duff
If you ain't fucked up then what you payin' for?
I'm fucked up, I'm fucked up
I'm rolling, I'm rolling
I'm fucked up, I'm rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling
I'm high, I'm drunk
My bitch, she faded
My vision so blurry and I may not make it
I can't even feel my face, oh shit
Is that, is that a pony?
I'm fucked up, I'm rolling, I'm rolling
I'm rolling, I'm rolling
I'm fucked up, I'm rolling, I'm rolling
Okay, now bad bitches and a friend sip a fit for G
And got more holes knocking at the door, tell them bring them in
Smoking purp, got a fucking pound
White bitch breaking bound
All this gold, cocaine on the floor
Harboring got the poe
Tell your mama bust it open
Rolling drunk off the potion
Hoping I get her open
That pussy, I leave it swollen
I'm the master when you call that up
Beat it up up up like I'm Dr. Paul
I'm up the bat so what it is Shorty?
I'm on that Houston purple serve shit
Never mind, I'm flow, forgot my government
How I peed a pimp though on some Charlie shit
Salute my nigga Bull in case I do forget
I'm getting throwed and I'm way off
Pizza rock, no chase just simply day rock
Switching bitches with my nigga Andy Duff
If you ain't fucked up then what you payin' for?
I'm fucked up, I'm fucked up
I'm rolling, I'm rolling
I'm fucked up, I'm rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling
I'm high, I'm drunk
My bitch, she faded
My vision so blurry and I may not make it
And I'm back, ghetto once again
Hoping up off that Benz with a chick and she super thick
Chilling with a couple a friends
Baby what's twins but I'll just hop a bin
But know that depends
You ain't fucking off or feeling me
It's hollaback, that's indeed
Nigga cast these supply of weed
Kick oh bring the lean
Fucking swishers roll that paper like my nigga Wiz Khalif
Getting fucked up that's beside the devil cut some
I'm taking Sam shots and I'm hoping I don't pass out
Them bitches hair style, Moly poppin' they all buyin' uhh
I'm fucked up, not focused
Got a 30 pack of them Trojan's
Gonna do some damage with these mixed twins
Never call for block, I do not go 10
I'm a beat that pussy till the morning
Switching bitches with my nigga Andy Duff
If you ain't fucked up then what you payin' for?
I'm fucked up, I'm fucked up
I'm rolling, I'm rolling
I'm fucked up, I'm rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling
I'm high, I'm drunk
My bitch, she faded
My vision so blurry and I may not make it
I can't even feel my face, oh shit
Is that, is that a pony?
Do It lyrics - Ace Hood
I got some real niggas in this bitch
Real niggas big on ride it is
Now who you do it fo'?
I do it for the streets, the people, the haters, we need 'em
The ones who done been doubtin' and turned them folks in believers
For the struggle, the hustle, my momma, I love you
I taught me how to get it, I got this shit from the muscle
From the block, the gutter, the bottom, we thuggin'
I beat this shit for y'all and I guarantee that they love it
Who you do it fo'?
Now who you do it fo'?
If I die tonight just lace me in Versace gear
I pay for all them pussies, then they hate and spit
Put my casket, rob me eighty to a hundred thou
Nothing less than love, you shall be ballin' down
Realest nigga and it ain't up for debation
I do it for them hustlers all over the nation
Look in my eyes, see what I see
Heir my brother's people, eat what I eat
Word to my momma, bitch I'm tryna die a legend
Pray to God my second home is gon reside in heaven
Pushing that Phantom like it's a coup
No top on my lady, drop off the roof
Young and I'm thuggin', blessed in a bunus
Whatcha know 'bout getting money? Errand in the summer
Did it and done it. Bring it, you want it
I got an answer for your question
I do it for the streets, the people, the haters, we need 'em
The ones who done been doubtin' and turned them folks in believers
For the struggle, the hustle, my momma, I love you
I taught me how to get it, I got this shit from the muscle
From the block, the gutter, the bottom, we thuggin'
I beat this shit for y'all and I guarantee that they love it
Who you do it fo'?
Now who you do it fo'?
I do it for the niggas in the peniten
Who barely see the sun, that's cause they doin' bids
I pray for all you phantoms away from your kids
Cross through many nights cause I lost one half of a twin
That's why I'm livin' life cause I might die tomorrow
This watch is disrespectful, I might catch a charge
Pull up on my ex I'm like wudup bitch?
This shit I'm drivin' cost a quarter fuck a dumb shit
Back on the block, strapped with the Glock
No tint on the Phantom, see what you not
23, only majored in getting money
Do it for the ones who made a way from nothin'
Shout out them dope boys
Shout out you go getters
One for them broke homies, two for the rich niggas
I was a man when my daddy wasn't
I got an answer for your question
I do it for the streets, the people, the haters, we need 'em
The ones who done been doubtin' and turned them folks in believers
For the struggle, the hustle, my momma, I love you
I taught me how to get it, I got this shit from the muscle
From the block, the gutter, the bottom, we thuggin'
I beat this shit for y'all and I guarantee that they love it
Who you do it fo'?
Now who you do it fo'?
Now who you do it fo'?
Real niggas big on ride it is
Now who you do it fo'?
I do it for the streets, the people, the haters, we need 'em
The ones who done been doubtin' and turned them folks in believers
For the struggle, the hustle, my momma, I love you
I taught me how to get it, I got this shit from the muscle
From the block, the gutter, the bottom, we thuggin'
I beat this shit for y'all and I guarantee that they love it
Who you do it fo'?
Now who you do it fo'?
If I die tonight just lace me in Versace gear
I pay for all them pussies, then they hate and spit
Put my casket, rob me eighty to a hundred thou
Nothing less than love, you shall be ballin' down
Realest nigga and it ain't up for debation
I do it for them hustlers all over the nation
Look in my eyes, see what I see
Heir my brother's people, eat what I eat
Word to my momma, bitch I'm tryna die a legend
Pray to God my second home is gon reside in heaven
Pushing that Phantom like it's a coup
No top on my lady, drop off the roof
Young and I'm thuggin', blessed in a bunus
Whatcha know 'bout getting money? Errand in the summer
Did it and done it. Bring it, you want it
I got an answer for your question
I do it for the streets, the people, the haters, we need 'em
The ones who done been doubtin' and turned them folks in believers
For the struggle, the hustle, my momma, I love you
I taught me how to get it, I got this shit from the muscle
From the block, the gutter, the bottom, we thuggin'
I beat this shit for y'all and I guarantee that they love it
Who you do it fo'?
Now who you do it fo'?
I do it for the niggas in the peniten
Who barely see the sun, that's cause they doin' bids
I pray for all you phantoms away from your kids
Cross through many nights cause I lost one half of a twin
That's why I'm livin' life cause I might die tomorrow
This watch is disrespectful, I might catch a charge
Pull up on my ex I'm like wudup bitch?
This shit I'm drivin' cost a quarter fuck a dumb shit
Back on the block, strapped with the Glock
No tint on the Phantom, see what you not
23, only majored in getting money
Do it for the ones who made a way from nothin'
Shout out them dope boys
Shout out you go getters
One for them broke homies, two for the rich niggas
I was a man when my daddy wasn't
I got an answer for your question
I do it for the streets, the people, the haters, we need 'em
The ones who done been doubtin' and turned them folks in believers
For the struggle, the hustle, my momma, I love you
I taught me how to get it, I got this shit from the muscle
From the block, the gutter, the bottom, we thuggin'
I beat this shit for y'all and I guarantee that they love it
Who you do it fo'?
Now who you do it fo'?
Now who you do it fo'?
2-12-12 (Thoughts) lyrics - Ace Hood
RIP Whitney Houston
God bless her soul
I'm just vibin' doe
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
Nightmare so that force never stated
Calculating every dollar bill
Reminiscin', they missin' like someone on a mill
Still trippin', this life I'm livin' the dream still
Look at my niggas loyalty's mad real
That's cause 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 career died
Shit, I'm livin' quite well
On the beach I'm sippin' wine and cracking lobster tales
With a Spanish mommy give me the opposite 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 YOLO
True, I'm just rappin' doe 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 (othing'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 it 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
Cause 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 to 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 heaven gates
Watching the Grammy's just as they dedicate
In the mean time, let's let this marinate
Yea, I'm just vibin' doe
Oh yea (nothing's gonna stop me)
Ain't nothin' gonna stop me man
(Nothing's gonna stop me)
R.I.P Trayvon 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
Hood
God bless her soul
I'm just vibin' doe
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
Nightmare so that force never stated
Calculating every dollar bill
Reminiscin', they missin' like someone on a mill
Still trippin', this life I'm livin' the dream still
Look at my niggas loyalty's mad real
That's cause 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 career died
Shit, I'm livin' quite well
On the beach I'm sippin' wine and cracking lobster tales
With a Spanish mommy give me the opposite 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 YOLO
True, I'm just rappin' doe 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 (othing'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 it 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
Cause 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 to 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 heaven gates
Watching the Grammy's just as they dedicate
In the mean time, let's let this marinate
Yea, I'm just vibin' doe
Oh yea (nothing's gonna stop me)
Ain't nothin' gonna stop me man
(Nothing's gonna stop me)
R.I.P Trayvon 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
Hood
My Life lyrics - Ace Hood (feat. Dane Cash)
I've been walking all my life
And I can't find my way to you
I've been praying to the lord I'm gon make it there someday, someday
Well if that don't come home you know I'll try
To make it on my own
I've been praying to the lord I will make it back someday
Cold world, killings, this crazy world that we live in
Got minors thugging and dealing life all good fuck authority feelings
Was raised up out of Broward, and my momma didn't raise no coward
Had a job and I worked them hours, my pride would not allow it
Young men holding all that power on dope like fiends with the powder
Came up now the niggas wanna doubt 'em
In the rows ain't talkin' flowers
Everybody wanna be so sour
You mad cause the shit ain't ours
Handouts only for them cowards
No college degree at Howard
I came up from the bottom
They so scared I'm getting hotter
We stacking them fuckin' dollars
Just pray for me, will you mama?
I done came a long way
Wanna know me? Just listen to what the song say
I've been walking all my life
And I can't find my way to you
I've been praying to the lord I'm a make it there someday, someday
Well if that don't come home you know I'll try
To make it on my own
I've been praying to the lord I'm a make it back someday
And I told my team that I got us
They were chasing a whole but the commas
Still ball like my nigga Udonis, I
Do me, never mind your comments
Go hard and give it no favors
Be around cause a nigga done made it
Where the fuck was you when I needed?
I'm sick and tired of your hatin'
I'm sittin' cool and I' patient
And my fans are steady waitin'
Why the fuck I haven't blew up?
Why the fuck I'm underrated?
I'm the realest thing going
And most of people know it
To my hood I am a God, an illustrated poet
I don't see no competition
Unless I'm in the mirror
I'm starving in this bitch and I just saved about a million
All my life I've been waiting for this moment
But still I'm screaming fuck 'em
You just show me my opponent, hold up
I've been walking all my life
And I can't find my way to you
I've been praying to the lord I'm a make it there someday, someday
Well if that don't come home you know I'll try
To make it on my own
I've been praying to the lord I'm a make it back someday
I've been walking all my life (my life my life...)
I've been walking all my life (my life my life...)
And I can't find my way to you
I've been praying to the lord I'm a make it there someday, someday (someday someday...)
And I can't find my way to you
I've been praying to the lord I'm gon make it there someday, someday
Well if that don't come home you know I'll try
To make it on my own
I've been praying to the lord I will make it back someday
Cold world, killings, this crazy world that we live in
Got minors thugging and dealing life all good fuck authority feelings
Was raised up out of Broward, and my momma didn't raise no coward
Had a job and I worked them hours, my pride would not allow it
Young men holding all that power on dope like fiends with the powder
Came up now the niggas wanna doubt 'em
In the rows ain't talkin' flowers
Everybody wanna be so sour
You mad cause the shit ain't ours
Handouts only for them cowards
No college degree at Howard
I came up from the bottom
They so scared I'm getting hotter
We stacking them fuckin' dollars
Just pray for me, will you mama?
I done came a long way
Wanna know me? Just listen to what the song say
I've been walking all my life
And I can't find my way to you
I've been praying to the lord I'm a make it there someday, someday
Well if that don't come home you know I'll try
To make it on my own
I've been praying to the lord I'm a make it back someday
And I told my team that I got us
They were chasing a whole but the commas
Still ball like my nigga Udonis, I
Do me, never mind your comments
Go hard and give it no favors
Be around cause a nigga done made it
Where the fuck was you when I needed?
I'm sick and tired of your hatin'
I'm sittin' cool and I' patient
And my fans are steady waitin'
Why the fuck I haven't blew up?
Why the fuck I'm underrated?
I'm the realest thing going
And most of people know it
To my hood I am a God, an illustrated poet
I don't see no competition
Unless I'm in the mirror
I'm starving in this bitch and I just saved about a million
All my life I've been waiting for this moment
But still I'm screaming fuck 'em
You just show me my opponent, hold up
I've been walking all my life
And I can't find my way to you
I've been praying to the lord I'm a make it there someday, someday
Well if that don't come home you know I'll try
To make it on my own
I've been praying to the lord I'm a make it back someday
I've been walking all my life (my life my life...)
I've been walking all my life (my life my life...)
And I can't find my way to you
I've been praying to the lord I'm a make it there someday, someday (someday someday...)
Promises lyrics - Ace Hood (feat. Kevin Cossom)
Uh, crowd full of loud fans, hope I don't choke
White girls going ham, they just so stoked
They just think I'm kinda dope, guess I'm pure coke
Hope they 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
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]
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