Lyrics:
I smoke the best I get my dro' from California
Get high n go to sleep you couldn't wake me from a coma
I might wake up if these rappers got beef I
a gun it's old P, new P
Prob'ly layin' in the sun
Prob'ly on a PI, if I call you king
I ain't talkin' 'bout rap, nigga
That status go to BI
You can fuck
to live in them white ‘burbs
Then we moved to da hood
‘Cuz the cream really curt
So I prayed for some goods
I didn’t wanna hurt
A n---a for some food
Put
and go to Jesus,
He will embrace me in His arms,
In the arms of my dear Savior,
There are ten thousands charms,
Why is it every time I step up
Mr. hood
Nigga I'm good
Ace hood
Face good
Wish a nigga would
Take this
Bake this
Feed it to the wolves,
These muthafukas should
I'm beatin like
cases
With them styrofoams and embalmin' fluid
I been gone to long and I'm down to lose it
Somebody go and get this n*gga a pine box
And I ain't just
cuts
You can tell the dope good by how the plug tape it up
Powder over the counter sack, mac, couldn't make it up
Im from the A double N A P O L I
In
like the damn flu
And I'm counting up bands too
And if ya man rocking, Ace stretch n****s, get amped too
Money go up ain't nobody gone stop it
Flexing
make it to Heaven
When I come through the hood, I don't stop to rap to n- (yeah)
Get close enough to smack, get it clap ya, n-
Pop tried to front so
pump ya krills ta dis
Be carefull, Harlem World will get this
(chorus) {2:12}
My hood (hood!), hoes (hoes!), thugs (thugs!)
What it is it good for?
n****s scared
Gotta problem wit me n**** just say it
We can play it how you want to play it
Better go ahead
40 pistols will be aimed at yo head
All
Camino
Just look to see your lil homie flexin
Hit the freeway cuz your hood
A 100 miles away
Exit 51st nigga welcome to the turf
Tone it down my nigga
Cuz
gotta go get this money.
[Verse 3:]
And whatever it takes,
Ace Hood bout money.
How much for the chain?
I spend bout a 100.
See you can dim the lights,
imaginary friend a bag
Cause when you had to run to go
Get it it could've ended bad
You've been a fag, been a bitch, a scary guy
You not top tier cause you
vest
Get left wet
Disrespect it's beef fo sho
Got back up, from the Mac Melph Calio
You got coke, and don't wanna go broke
VL it
Cuz around me
When I Do My Reign Dance.
Ace of Spades throwing cash on top of cash n*gga. / When I Do My Reign Dance.
Seated on My Pedestal on My Reign n*gga. / When I
they was me
Pretty n Hood told him once he understood
Asked him how it taste
And he say very good
Told him go for seconds boy is what you really should
(Intro: Yungeen Ace)
(Aye) look tho, ain't gon' lie, this that . (Ay) look I'm the streets diary, where we come from its straight violence (N
on the seventh, my n-
By the way, is a ghetto up in heaven, my n-? (Jesus)
If it is, keep the chariot revvin' my n-, yeah (Lord)
That's what my momma be sayin'
M-I-N-D
KEEP A HOOD MIND PUT IN WORK DAILY
H-O-O-D M-I-N-D
YA GOTTA STAY GUTTER KEEP IT STRAIGHT STREETS
Stay hood, get rich, rappin' or ya trap it
They
(Lord)
They can talk about me all they want, I'ma talk to Him (uh-huh)
Some n- get shot in they mouth, never talk again (yeah)
After that, they go
vest with your chest
If you go down bang hard on the west
We could spit round see it's wild 'n tha west
It's wild 'n tha west, wild 'n tha west
Teflon
It's so incredable!
[Ace Hood:]
A fresh lewe v jeans and a fitid cap a brand new old school
with the top back see ain't another getin money so clear
to get it got to get it
This is heroin medicine that morphine flow
My gun go off nigga and everybody know
I hold it down with the pound 3n57 ways
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