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ace hood - 2-12-12
Rip Whitney Houston
God bless her soul
I'm just vibin' dog
But for you haters
Nothing's gonna stop me
I swear to god
Nothing's gonna stop me
Andi, Kiko, Renegades
Nothing's gonna stop me
Nothing's gonna stop me
Money talks so what's your conversation?
Counting my blesses, my sweet elaborated
Being broke ain't a joke, that feeling is devastating
Night met 'er so that force never stated
Calculating every dollar bill
Reminiscin', they missin' like someone not a mill
Still trippin', this life I'm livin' the dream still
Look at my niggas loyalty's mad real
That's cuz we got this from the bottom up
Number slidin' in my homie momma truck
We did what we had to do, we ain't give a fuck
Now we the niggas winnin' dog, wuddup?
Ain't it funny how the time fly?
Couple cars and a twenty story high rise
Took a minute but shit connecting like wi fi
It's fuck you to the niggas who sad my carrier died
Shit, I'm livin' quite well
On the beach I'm sippin' wine and cracking laughter tales
With a Spanish mommy give me, I pursue the tails
Ask me do I like it, poppy I'm like hell yea
We da best the fuckin' logo
Just hope you get the picture when you take your photos
Own a couple cars but I need one more though
Felt I'm coming soon, real nigga yellow
True, I'm just rappin' dog aye
Nothing's gonna stop me
I tell 'em: nothing's gonna stop me
Yea, feel good when you comin' from nothin' homie
But I tell 'er: nothing's gonna stop me
Swear to god (nothing's gonna stop me)
Starvation
In the studio, watching the Grammy's homie
Pray today they nominate the one and only
Probly cry some tears at the ceremony
Only lord knows when they ready for me
Inspiration runnin' through my blood
Motivated from the fact I made through the mud
Kept my faith although they doubted when I lost my buzz
All over somethin' that I'm winnin' ain't gon show me love
In the street label me underrated
Story for respect my only ultimatum
They ask me who that's why you goin' hard
Cuz I just want my mama off that boulevard
I come from a city where there ain't many stars
And given no pity promised them prison bars
Teachers said I won't amount a shit
Graduated high-school, college never in it
Still I manage through seven figures with common sense
And at the age of 52 my mama finally quit
Fuck it right I never stop
Found a way to motivate the niggas' block
Whitney Houston died yesterday
God bless 'er, hope she end up at them heavy gates
Watching the Grammy's just as they dedicate
In the mean time, let's let this marinate
Yea, I'm just vibin' dog
Oh yea (nothing's gonna stop me)
Ain't nothin' gonna stop me man
Nothing's gonna stop me
I write poetry via Martin
Justice will be served my brother
But guess what
Nothing's gonna stop me
Oh yea man (nothing's gonna stop me)
God bless
Hood
ace hood - a hustler s prayer
I rebuke the devil away from me
No weapon formed against me shall prosper
Pray for me mama
Live, Starvation
If I should die before I wait
I'm prayin' next to lord for my soul to take
Niggas dyin' everyday so I keep that Glock on me
I'm just thankful I woke up to see another day hey ey x2
Man I'm tired of this bullshit
And I lost my dog and I felt like this the worst that it could get
Till I lost my daughter, felt like emptyin' out that full clip
And I put it on my mind feel for the hand, I'm just gonna slow sip
Cuz I'm way to stressed and again I'm blessed cuz I'm still here
Lookin' in that mirror I can see a man with no fear
Oh lord, oh lord this world is hell although we livin' in it
Gotta keep my vibe. Oh why? Oh why must I just keep on sinnin'?
Tryin' to keep it real in a world so fake, now can I get a witness?
Got niggers killing over Jordan's, getting life in prison
I'm tryin' to tell you man
Watch the ones who you hang around
The enemy approaching any second now
If I should die before I wait
I'm prayin' next to lord for my soul to take
Niggas dyin' everyday so I keep that Glock on me
I'm just thankful I woke up to see another day hey ey x2
Woke up early in the morning, said I gotta get it
Loadin' up my pistol, I just pray that all my sins forgiven
And I know I'm livin' wrong but mama, you just pray for me
Gotta make this money so my family forever eager
That Jesus piece around my neck keep the devil away from me
In an old school cut let's keep that problem with me on the secret
Just hopin' right but the man above before I go to sleepin'
In nothing lesser than a G, that's how they bury me
Have mercy on 'em
If I should die before I wait
Pull me out some liquor when you're at the wake
And I'll be good as long as I know daughter's straight
Realest shit I ever wrote, this has a hostile spread
If I should die before I wait
I'm prayin' next to lord for my soul to take
Niggas dyin' everyday so I keep that Glock on me
I'm just thankful I woke up to see another day hey ey x2
ace hood - ambitions of a ridah
Westside!
Southside! (Southside)
Eastside! (Eastside)
Northside! (Northside)
Well I'm an intercity gangsta
D and D soldier
Venom is what pistols I spit them shells like a cobra
I don't give a fuck got that pistol grip in the hosta
I don't give a fuck got that pistol grip in the hosta
I don't give a fuck got that pistol grip in the hosta
Run up on yo house and shoot everyone on the sofa
Fuck negotiation I detinated the toster
I'm designated to hold up bout 50 count that and roll up
So I pull up I roll up an ounce of that California
50 rounds in the barrel you ready for rolla coasta
100 rounds in yo body you niggas ever approach us
Can't identify the local we have em looking like to-fu
Now that's nasty bitch niggas I'm fast speed
I'm on the level telescopes can't even see me
I am a rebel definition it describes me
I am a beast you see the features in the new breed
I'm all about that green guacamolli seaweed
And if you seem to have a problem you can see me
Just ask for the young beast in the east wing
See bry county is my city that's where I be
You ever play or disrespect and see an Iv
Give you the D. and hope you pussys see the I.E.
You think I give a fuck, pussy boy try me
I leave you dead you'll see your head where your kins be
And when that letter reach sincerely Westley
I only fuck with thick bitches, that's my pet peeve
I'm gatorade cool, why you niggas sweat me?
Louis Vaton errthing 'cept the white tee
ace hood - back against the wall
[Chorus]
I got my back against the wall
And it feels like all the times before
The pass till the fall
But today I stand and fight this war
I got my back against the wall
I won't break, I won't break, I won't break
No, no, I won't fall
With my back against the wall
[Verse 1]
Struggle in my eyes, guns in the stash
Heart full of pride, sunny days past
Monogram bags, Louis V. tags
Money rule the world, I swear this shit is sad
But I will get over that, and I will get over this
See they remain to hate, but they'll get over it
And my mama told me
Yes she told me watch them friends you with
Should of listened to her, they manure wasn't worth a shit
But I'm too legit to quit, understand my arrogance
Hit them where it hurts, I'm miss him for shit
Back against the wall, but still I manage to ball
Success is on my line, but still I manage to call
I will never fall, that's my reply to all
He gave me everything, that skies apply to all
Soul of a beast, I'ma get them all
Many days of pumps, but still I'm standing tall
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Uh, and I'm sick of all you blood suckers
Feel like I'ma lose it in this motherfucker
Tell me where the booth at in this motherfucker
So I can burn this bitch down, fireman sucker
Too many days and sleepless nights
I toss and turn and wonder why
My money thoughts corrupted mind
But I guess that's just how I'm designed
Felt like I'm falling down, niggas timid to me all around
But I still remain a beast
Tell them come fuck with me now, I let you win the fight
While I'ma die for war, pride and my respect
I hope you die for yours, money then the power
Continue doing chores, a back against the wall
I penetrate a pause
I'm never looking back, because the destruction caused
Only know to win, you just check the score
[Chorus]
ace hood - beautiful
i?m just good
can?t you see what?s up?
good girl gonna f*cking bad
i guess she f*ck me good i guess she ask where the party at
she beautiful so she get away with it
and all of this is all amazing
chorus:
beautiful girl
no matter who you are
rather i?m superstar i think you?re ..
you know i love you girl
is this one ..
is this one ..
is this one .. girl.
i think i met her by a year ago
calish girl she was ..
had a child bet em all work in.. foe
..fine ain?t lie hear me though
soon walk around ..to my hate ..
she reclaim what is .. i say the name ..
very conservative if i load that
sweety jeans rocking jaze in the snap back
yeah but i can see that she would kill a girl
see you how the nephews .. you?d better get it girl
and you the ship she don?t? know yet
turn it realgot a blossom with your mama ..
cause all i wanna do is thank her
i?m using beautiful .. in the same verse
i swear i?m trippin you just got me open
and hope we can get it ..
chorus:
beautiful girl
no matter who you are
rather i?m superstar i think you?re ..
you know i love you girl
is this one ..
is this one ..
is this one .. girl.
and i just hope that got you motivated
that?s cause your body got me cultivated
seeing you?re fine that?s a loan i just can tolerated
and all your friends say on a doubt every conversation
mad cause you smile them all on the daily bases
tell me why they hate and everything is a..
i?m just searching for your love but i?ll be very patient
true story has a fin before we start dating
say she never heard beautiful so many times
silly guys approaching with all wrong lines
that?s a reason for being a single a long time
and all the roses i think the pleasure is all mine
yeah women are beautiful in many ways
comfort is to stay never let it to wipe away
what?s a man without a woman i?m just here to say
yeah i?m just here to say
[chorus:]
ace hood - body 2 body
[Chorus - Chris Brown]
Baby, you don't have to try to read my mind
Cause you know I wanna get it in
And tell me why would we just think about
If you wanna feel my body
We can be body to body
Body to body
I don't need to rush you girl
We should be body to body
Body to body, body to body
[Verse 1 - Ace Hood]
Uh, picture your body soaking, bath water
No panties on, come up out them leg warmers
Wrap up your hair, leave on your heels
Kissing you while I whisper, shawty how it feels
Let ya mind wonder, oh you're thinking dirty
I was thinking you can rob me, miss kentucky dirty
I dream about it, let's take advantage
My body on your body, hope that you can manage
Gotta moan it, damn-it, feels good
Pulling on her hair to let her know I'm still hood
Damn right, so unreal
This year of the Ace, bet she know the deal
[Chorus - Chris Brown]
Baby, you don't have to try to read my mind
Cause you know I wanna get it in
And tell me why would we just think about
If you wanna feel my body
We can be body to body
Body to body
I don't need to rush you girl
We should be body to body
Body to body, body to body
[Verse 2 - Ace Hood]
Uh, so quit ya contemplating, skip this conversation
By the way, you biting on your lip just gave me confirmation
Was that chanel 5? Very sexy fragrance
Are those your real eyes
Cant tell you're partially asian
But I know your body got me focused, I'm just so sedated
And I guarantee I do you better than your past-n-latest
Body to body, where is the sunny
Bet if I hit your spot, I'll make you tsunami
Change up the sheets, no time to sleep
Asked what she's thinking, she replied that I'm a beast
Yeah she replied that I'm a beast
Got it locked between the sheets and even in the streets
[Chorus - Chris Brown]
Baby, you don't have to try to read my mind
Cause you know I wanna get it in
And tell me why would we just think about
If you wanna feel my body
We can be body to body
Body to body
I don't need to rush you girl
But we should be body to body
Body to body, body to body
[Chris Brown]
We'll make love on the floor, you kissing my tattoos
I'm pulling your hair you scream my name
Call me daddy, baby I got you
Go get in your bed and lay down, down, down
Girl, are you ready, cause I'm gonna want you face down, down, down
Right now, you f-ckin' with a real freak!
[Chorus - Chris Brown]
Baby, you don't have to try to read my mind
Cause you know I wanna get it in
And tell me why would we just think about
If you wanna feel my body
We can be body to body
Body to body
I don't need to rush you girl
We should be body to body
Body to body, body to body
ace hood - born an og
[Chorus: (Ludacris Ad-Libs)]
I wake up and got four or five bitches in the bed (in the bed)
Smokin' weed, Drinkin' liquor by the keg (by the keg)
I was born an O.G. if you ain't heard about me
I put four or five bullets in your head
Ace Hood!
[Ludacris]
Yeah!
Luda!
As if the guillotine chopped off my noggin I got my head gone
Got my pedal to the metal and my Lambo poppin' in the red zone
Speedin' like demons is reason heathens is breathin' hard
but I roll with some heathens that just, just don't seem to believe in God
They'll whoop your head boy, put your body in the bottom of the ocean
Mean while Ludacris is in the MIA with Ace Hood somewhere smokin'
Got a pound of the purp and the smell on my shirt so I'm lookin' like roll it up
I be swimmin' in a pool of blood cause the A.K. super soak it up
Hahaha nahh fuck that I'ma come back with it, right quick, like this
Come back with it, ha ha ha ha, Nasty and Ludacris on the track with it
Got enough ammo to blow you out of proportion and put a motherfucker on his back with it
I'm so wrong, I'm so Gutta, I'm so dangerous, ain't I?
I'm so gone off these suckers but the flamers will bang you, cause I'm a solid aimer
The fat lady got a song to sang ya
Meanwhile I stashed all your bricks in my ? air plane hanger
I'm so high, I'm so fly, that is a fuckin shame
Smokin' weed by the bush with that kush, and you's a fuckin' lame
[Chorus: (Ludacris Ad-Libs)]
I wake up and got four or five bitches in the bed (in the bed)
Smokin' weed, Drinkin' liquor by the keg (by the keg)
I was born an O.G. if you ain't heard about me
I put 4 or 5 bullets in your head (in your head) [2x]
[Ace Hood]
In your head nigga, Young Gutta, Ace Hood homie
Yo! Luda I got 'em, Ruthless homie
And I'm a ball like a dog and I'm never gon' fall you can call me Jordan baby
In a Lamborghini drop top and I can't stop myself from stuntin' lately
And I'm stickin' to the dollars and my motto
you can follow, tell 'em holler, it's "Fuck you, pay me!"
I'll meet those hollows in the back of the Tahoe, they comin' at a spiral, borrow that
And any nigga want to get it, I ain't trippin', I'll send about 50 with a body bag
Zip it up, ship, ship his ass at the bottom of the ocean fast
Then I sit back, laugh, with a pound of that hash, me and Ludacris pass that
You will need a gasmask think you can still bag that
Mmmm haha, Ace Hood, Ace Hood, G's hood homie
And guess who, guess who I'm back with it
Ace Hood motherfucker don't act with it
Ruthless than a motherfucker, tell them other brothers don't try 'cause they know that I'm packin' it
Give me your car, then your keys, then your jeans, then your green
If you sneeze then you comin' up absent
And I roll with a pack of them goons and they only think tools with bodies packed in it
More money I'ma keep on stackin' it
Hundred thousand for the chain, immaculate
New whips I'ma keep plate taggin' it
New swag and a Louis duff bag with it
Ace Hood, that's who, you mad with it
To all you haters and you fake antagonists
I got a hit, what's your name? You can have it!
[Chorus: (Ludacris Ad-Libs)]
I wake up and got 4 or 5 bitches in the bed (in the bed)
Smokin' weed, Drinkin' liquor by the keg (by the keg)
I was born an O.G. if you ain't heard about me
I put 4 or 5 bullets in your head(in your head) [2x]
ace hood - bout me
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 band wood,
That black flag swag is part of my man hood,
That pistol on that seat it's just keepin ya man good,
I'll pop his top like drops and can goods,
I'm gutta
Tell you one thing bout me
I'm stuck to duh greens
Like duh coke to the feens
And if by all means
Just pay me in all green
Sprite chasin the promethezine
I'm on leen,
Ball greez my dude
Well goon ya hole team,
I'm him them dangers ask ya man dange
15 bottles of rose and champain
Niggas dey no duh name
And understand the game
I kno u c the chain
It's we the best the game...
Bitch I'm ruthless
Boy I'm a g
Nd u dnt no a muthafukin thang bout me
1 thang bout me
I du it 4 duh streets
I du it fa duh killas nd dem young o-gz
Tell u diz about me,
Bout me, bout me,
Bout me,
I'm a g I'm a rock with dat beat
Tell u diz about me,
Bout me,
Bout me,
Bout me, I'm a keep dat black flag on me, tell u dat about me...
I'm a stack my bread and fuck niggas hoes,
Shoot dice, drink liquor and sell dope,
Tote fire stay fresh err where I go
Pop pills n wildin keep my codeon
Pack extra clips nd get my suit on
Ask bitch ass niggas who wanna move wrong
So if you got it on ya mind let a nigga know
So I cud show u dat duh nine send niggas home
Otha den dat duh street niggas love greez
Even doe dey baby mama wanna fuck me
I'm 100 bout everything duh boy du
Dats y duh crowd behind me err where I move
Nd u can tell by duh swag greez bout money,
Nd I dnt play no games wen it's bout money,
I du it for dem young niggas dat pop beans, the hot boys with big stacks cops see...
Bitch I'm ruthless
Boy I'm a g
Nd u dnt no a muthafukin thang bout me
1 thang bout me
I du it 4 duh streets
I du it fa duh killas nd dem young o-gz
Tell u diz about me,
Bout me, bout me,
Bout me,
I'm a g I'm a rock with dat beat
Tell u diz about me,
Bout me,
Bout me,
Bout me, I'm a keep dat black flag on me, tell u dat about me...
Ayy where my goons at,
Where my g's at
Where dem killas n dem zoe's stayin so strapped
Broaward county on the map dats a known fact,
N wen I tawk bak people runnin fo flat(brrrraaat)
Nd night light see duh light u cud follow dat
... I creep all black.
So straped,
Fuck rap get ya baby boy kidnapped,
Black flag my rag got duh wrist wrap...
We stilla g wen I walked out of pintack,
Cause I'm me
Whose he we cud end dat,
Street nigga ain't no tym 4 dat chit chat,
I'm cold like caronas in a 6 pack
, ace hood gettin head like a ball cap
One thing about me I dnt call back,
Fall back I'm addicted 2 duh brown bag
, mc hammer swag,
Can't touch dat...
Bitch I'm ruthless
Boy I'm a g
Nd u dnt no a muthafukin thang bout me
1 thang bout me
I du it 4 duh streets
I du it fa duh killas nd dem young o-gz
Tell u diz about me,
Bout me, bout me,
Bout me,
I'm a g I'm a rock with dat beat
Tell u diz about me,
Bout me,
Bout me,
Bout me, I'm a keep dat black flag on me, tell u dat about me...
ace hood - call me
Intro:
Its so incredible
Part two
Ace Hood:
So baby holla at a G
I keep you away from pranksters
You can my mistress i can be your gansta
Send you on a money rock U bring me back the paper
Give you back half just for doing me that favor
And yeah thats a thugs move
Show you what a thug do
Beat it while i feed it to you good like soulfood
Fuck it up i'll go thru
Call him Mr. Use to
I can put it down like my top on my new cope
Baby thats ruthless
Tell you what the truth is
Niggas cant hit it right
Than baby he useless
Ima a young thug
Give to you with my jewels on shoes on
Just in case a youngen gotta
move on
Lloyd:
When at home alone at night Cuz that other nigga aint loving you right
Just call me
Girl i can put it down
Your spending money on him but he aint Hood
And no worries baby its all good
Just call me
I'll always be around
Ace hood:
U kno He bought you that watch
Yo man aint nuthen
So holla at a G
If you need some thug loving
Late nights on the call say She wanna feel something
She say me put it down
I fuck her on hundreds
I give her refunds
And her body keeps coming
She know i put it down
Baby girl stop running
So what you wanna do
Cause im young and still thuggin
Just take this good while im headed to the money
Taking shots of the goose
Just to mess with getting blunted
See I can brighten days
Keep your wrist south stuntin
Your boyfriend's lame
Tell em guttah getting money
i keep it one hundred
That why you keep coming like that
Lloyd:
When your home alone at night Cuz tht other nigga aint loving you right
Just call me
Girl i can put it down down
You Spending money on him but he aint hood
Aint no worries baby its all good
Just call me
I'll alwayz be around
Ace Hood:
Baby i can show you new things
Something you aint used to
Kickin it with the guttah Any otha u need a thug do
Type of nigga beat it in his jeans and his tim boots
Hit it from the back till you feeling like fruit juice
Feed it to the back sit he can eat it what you man do
Aint doing his job hit me on the hip boo
Ace you know the name a real nigga
Heavy off in the streets you man ima deal with him
Baby he play it out like the tommy the hilfiga
Call me your boss boy or just call me your deal giver
Heard you need a thug so here come im your meal ticket
Baby girl dont worry ima gonna hurry n get it
Lloyd:
When at home alone at night Cuz that other nigga aint loving you right
Just call me
Girl i can put it down
You soendin money on him but he aint Hood
Aint no worries baby its all good
Just call me
I'll always be around
When at home alone at night Cuz that other nigga aint loving you right
Just call me
Girl i can put it down
You spending moneyhim but he aint hood
Aint no worries baby its all good
Just call me
I'll always be around round
ace hood - can t see yall feat brisco
[intro]
Chyeah, ace hood, homie, (ace)
Gutta, gutta, ace hood (huhhhh?), brisco
[chorus]
Just cause i got my cash on check, my swag on check,
Bitches all on my dick and these nigga's ain't know shit,
Roll out all of dem thangs, another ones next,
Haat'a blockezz' is on they can tell,
Cause i don't see y'all, cause i don't see y'all,
Cause i don't see y'all, cause i don't see y'all,
Nigga get on my level!
[ace hood]
A, to the c, to the e, to the h, double o, d,
Bitch im weighed up in the streets keep it g-u-t-t-a,
For my nigga's serving yay, movin' weight,
And servin' packages that pack it in the crate,
We don't count that cash, every duffle gets weighed,
Big money on pay, and bitch im feeling myself,
You can tell im getting money, louis-vuit-ton doe,
And i wish a nigga would make a move himself
[brisco]
I don't gotta get doe it's coming out my ass,
And i don't fuck with hoe's if they ain't about cash,
Open locka boom! four chevies and a dirt bike,
I opened up a trap and shook it back all on the first light,
Catch me in the porsche, or maybe on the porch,
And we don't get jailed cuz we don't go to court
Yeahhh a nigga stunt'n, ya homeboy frontin'
Talkin' that shit but he ain't bout nothin'
[chorus]
Just cause i got my cash on check, my swag on check,
Bitches all on my dick and these nigga's ain't know shit,
Roll out all of dem thangs, another ones next,
Haat'a blockezz' is on they can tell,
Cause i don't see y'all, cause i don't see y'all,
Cause i don't see y'all, cause i don't see y'all,
Nigga get on my level!
[brisco]
I'm lookin for a hood rat, hood rat, call her stacy,
She cuss real bad, and she steal from macies,
I'm rollin so bad, please some one pace me,
Dress out haata, we will soon come hate me,
Rotc boy, rotc boy, the shots hit the rotc boy,
Bag his ass up [???] yeah keep the pot of gold,
Yes sire, im certified thrill
Ride till i die tell them niggas come see, boom!
[ace hood]
And ima come see em blast like an airbag,
Make his body bounce bounce 25 shell count,
Pussy nigga listen, you don't listen,
You get hit with fifty missiles if you livin' with the dead understand that,
I got some bitches and niggas that wanna bandwag,
I double up with the jews and let my pants sag,
My hundred stacks in the bag now where the cash at,
Yes i am blind, so you haterz like a cataract
[chorus]
Just cause i got my cash on check, my swag on check,
Bitches all on my dick and these nigga's ain't know shit,
Roll out all of dem thangs, another ones next,
Haat'a blockezz' is on they can tell,
Cause i don't see y'all, cause i don't see y'all,
Cause i don't see y'all, cause i don't see y'all,
Nigga get on my level!
[brisco]
What it do what it is?
See i don't talk to police and i don?t play with kids,
I?m home gutta, gangster, projects,
I know the block hard, but ima open up regardless,
[ace hood]
And damn right, that coupe gone topless
Make it on the i we do a hundred and five,
Me and brisc dump cash, we let it blow in the sky,
Now lets blow money, never had ya own money
[brisco]
Well im a g,
Believe dat whoa!
I know i got paypa' i just want a lil more,
I know you bitches talkin' so just talk a lil more,
Cause baby i'm me and y'all nigga's hoes,
Let's go!
[ace hood]
And im gone my nigga you know i got em,
See im am just a product recieving all profits,
Deez nigga's wanna hate tell em silly rabbit stop it,
See me and brisc stars outer space like martians,
[chorus]
Just cause i got my cash on check, my swag on check,
Bitches all on my dick and these nigga's ain't know shit,
Roll out all of dem thangs, another ones next,
Haat'a blockezz' is on they can tell,
Cause i don't see y'all, cause i don't see y'all,
Cause i don't see y'all, cause i don't see y'all,
Nigga get on my level!
ace hood - can t stop
ooh yeah, oooh yeahhh,
ace hood, Konvict Music,
i know they want us to stop,
but we immune to lose it,
hey,
hey,
[chorus]
I cant stop gettin this money now,
cuz im out here livin this hustlas life.
I be workin all day but no 9 to 5,
and you know we dont play when its time to grind. Thats how it goes,
you wanna get that dough.
I'm makin it but I'm still hungry,
but whatever it takes I gotta go get this money.
[verse 1]
When I first jumped in the game I was 7 years old,
Drop a model get the money, give a fuck about a ho.
Servin' porcelain to people left a brick up in my coat,
Always told to eat fast,
never snitchin was the code.
I would never post pone cause the money get gone,
never waitin by the phone gotta get it on your own.
real niggas get paid every second of the day,
hit the mall blow a quote that I cant fit in this phrase,
just know its two colors in that Def Jam chain,
lil money wanna scam,
bitch I'm outta your range.
Make way,
feed me,
gotta get this money.
smokin nothin but the best yeah the boy so flooded, and i still want money..
[chorus]
I cant stop gettin this money now,
cuz im out here livin this hustlas life.
I be workin all day but no 9 to 5,
and you know we dont play when its time to grind. Thats how it goes,
you wanna get that dough.
I'm makin it but I'm still hungry,
but whatever it takes I gotta go get this money.
[verse 2]
See niggas shut down,
my money keeps comin.
You niggas take breaks,
my team keeps runnin.
They bring me back bags,
louis vitton somethin.
Dont really know the price,
just know it costs money,
and when it comes to money,
they know it aint nothin,
Throw a 100 on jewels,
make it back up on a monday.
Why niggas tryna floss,
they ballin outta budget.
Everyday on the grind,
bitch my mind is on my money.
Tell 'em roll up the trees,
and deliver me the scummy.
Forget a 9 to 5,
overrated me to quit.
Now a day since legit,
I get it opposite legit.
Me and my nigga 'Kon so addicted to the chips.
He gon let you know the script..
[chorus]
I cant stop gettin this money now,
cuz im out here livin this hustlas life.
I be workin all day but no 9 to 5,
and you know we dont play when its time to grind. Thats how it goes,
you wanna get that dough.
I'm makin it but I'm still hungry,
but whatever it takes I gotta go get this money.
[verse 3]
And whatever it takes,
Ace Hood bout money.
how much for the chain?
I spend bout a 100.
See you can dim the lights,
but my wrist still sunny.
They know im on the block,
and my fitted in the glock.
Dickies cut wit a frame,
and a half up in my sock,
Gotta get it anyway,
and keep it level from the cops.
Bitch I never play the grind,
first rule off top.
I been in it for the dough,
you niggas need props .
I'm just in it for the guap,
100 million in the pot.
Only know to go get it
so the printer dont stop.
Grab 50 hit a lot,
and go and dump it on the drop.
I'm starvin like marvin,
it aint no give and bargin, like target.
[chorus]
I cant stop gettin this money now,
cuz im out here livin this hustlas life.
I be workin all day but no 9 to 5,
and you know we dont play when its time to grind. Thats how it goes,
you wanna get that dough.
I'm makin it but I'm still hungry,
but whatever it takes I gotta go get this money.
ace hood - cash flow
We the best def jam
i introduce you to ace
ace lets get money
Cash flow... (haha)
its too easy nigga (bankroll)
we don't count money no mo
we weight that shit
(Rick Ross Adlibs)
Let's get it...
(Ace Hood Verse)
eh knock knock, bang bang
where the cash at
if u ain't got it leave you bloody like a tampax
come up swinging at you thugs aflac
then i fall in the sway back may back
see im back for da money like i left dat
see i be runnin on the route where da cash go (where da cash go)
and any nigga interfering with the cash flow so he can get pumped on like Citgo
make his body bounce bounce like a 64
tall clips chrome lips see the big gold
im a duffle bag boy like i move coke big crack threw tha music so the flow dope
i keep my money ova bitches til da door close
i need money like a bitch need dick mo
im tryna c it like a muhfuckin castro rubber bands in my pants and a swift bankroll
(T-Pain Chorus)
I'll tell ya one thang dont play about mine
i be bangin on your front door wit da nine
ima come see ya (see ya)
ima come see ya (see ya)
i need all my dough not a dolla short
and if u dont have it den u gotta go
ima come see ya(see ya) hey hey we put our hands
in da sky let em kno dat we bout that
cash flow..i need it on time im
talkin bank roll my money my money my money
cash flow...i need it
on time im talkin bank roll my money my money my money...
(Ace Hood Verse)
And where my money young niggaz gotta have that
rubber bands by the grands in a big bag
pockets fat like im carrying a backpack
a couple grand for the louie band napsack
understand im the man who you can't match
moneyman minivan full of brown bags
better grand anyman never top that
cause money and the gat pop those straps
getting loot in the top drop right back
i ain't playin creep ya avenue and i'll blast
bust shots like a new year day blast
and i ride all day like a buss pass
grindin hard for the bread and the cash flow
kick doors wave 4's where da cash go (where da cash go)
im trying to see it like a mutha fuckin castro
rubber bands in my pants and a swift bankroll
(T-Pain Chorus Repeat)
I'll tell ya one thang dont play about mine
i be bangin on your front door wit da nine
ima come see ya (see ya)
ima come see ya (see ya)
i need all my dough not a dolla short
and if u dont have it den u gotta go
ima come see ya(see ya) hey hey we put our hands
in da sky let em kno dat we bout that
cash flow..i need it on time im
talkin bank roll my money my money my money
cash flow...i need it
on time im talkin bank roll my money my money my money...
(Rick Ross Adlibs)
ace i see you nigga
trilla
you m o b now nigga
you untouchable
(Rick Ross Verse)
big money in the dope hole
see the beamers when ya pull up in the dope home (my money)
seventeen and he got his own kilo
running green nigga living like nino
ridin clean wax sittin for the c note
it ain't green get it back with tha c loc
momma dead broke daddy fucked up
im'a make them come and hit me with the recoup
god dammnit im still in the dope spot
why the fuck you think i pull up in a dope car
gold shoes stepping out with a dope bitch cartel
so she gotta suck four dicks i d me v i p dj khaled m o b
girls so hot ace so cold takin bets ace won't fold
(T-Pain Chorus Repeat)
I'll tell ya one thang dont play about mine
i be bangin on your front door wit da nine
ima come see ya (see ya)
ima come see ya (see ya)
i need all my dough not a dolla short and if u dont have it den u gotta go
ima come see ya(see ya) hey hey we put our hands
in da sky let em kno dat we bout that
cash flow..i need it on time im
talkin bank roll my money my money my money
cash flow...i need it
on time im talkin bank roll my money my money my money...
hey we go by the runners just incase you forgot we did it again
ace hood - champion
Ace Hoooood!
(Jazmine Sullivan)
People said I wouldn't make it (make it)
That I'd never get to the top
There was nothing they could
Say that would make me stop
So I had to keep pushing (pushing)
Through the pain and the tears
All the things I've been through
Is why I'm standing here...
That's why they can't tell me nothing (nothing)
They can't tell me nothing (nothing)
They was wrong, this the song of a champion (champion)
That's why they can't tell me nothing (oh nothing)
They can't tell me nothing (oh nothing)
Let me see your hands up if you a champion...
(Ace Hood)
Coming up I use to watch TV
Look up at the screen
Then look at my mama
Tell her ma that's gon' be me
She said son you gon' be great
I knew it from the start
Your daddy was a poet
That's how he captured my heart
It's in my blood, you ask me why I keep it real
Like [? ] asking how a nigga feel
Imagine how it feels
Waking up to nothing is enough to give you chills
Waking up to nothing is enough to make you kill
Enough to bring your daughter on a heist, it's unreal
You said you gotta song living life unreal
That's why I put my life in every song I kill
Sing it girl...
(Chorus)
That's why they can't tell me nothing (oh nothing)
They can't tell me nothing (oh nothing)
They was wrong, this the song of a champion (champion)
That's why they can't tell me nothing (oh nothing)
They can't tell me nothing (oh nothing)
Let me see your hands up if you a champion...
(Ace Hood)
I had a job too niggas, so what?
You haters make me laugh, how you hatin so much
Go head and do the math
Watch the numbers add up
Picture me and Khaled rollin to the grammys smashed up
Keep running to The Runners when it's time to make a (beat)
I'm gunning at you suckas who ain't try'na feel this sh**
[? ] blastin' out a niggas whip
Throwing up a peace sign to all my hustlas on the strip
Top down in the chevy yea you know I keep it pimpin
And my pistol heavy niggas know that ain't slippin
Know that I'm on the grind niggas know that ain't slippin'
My faith is on the line so you know I ain't slippin'
You trippin' and that's why...
(Chorus)
That's why they can't tell me nothing (nothing)
They can't tell me nothing (nothing)
They was wrong this the song of a champion (champion)
That's why they can't tell me nothing (oh nothing)
They can't tell me nothing (oh nothing)
Let me see your hands up if you a champion...
(Let's break it down for em...)
Ladies put your hands up high
(Came too far now to give up)
We gotta keep reaching for the sky
(It don't even matter say what you want)
Fellas put your hands up in the sky
(Nothing you could say that'll make me stop)
We gotta keep reaching for the sky
(I'm a keep going till I reach the top, and that's why)
(Rick Ross)
Definitely livin' the life
I gravitated to the light
I sacrIficed a decade
Now it's times every night
Let them suckas' spectate
'Cause shorty I expect that
We still touching big weight
And surely I invest that
Break it down the best way
'Cause I know how to stretch that
Haters talking sideways
And I could never stress that
Ready for the war though
I would never compromise
Mami call me Gordo
You shine like summer time...
(Chorus - 2x)
That's why they can't tell me nothing (nothing)
They can't tell me nothing (nothing)
They was wrong this the song of a champion
(I'm a champion and that's why)
That's why they can't tell me nothing (oh nothing)
They can't tell me nothing (oh nothing)
Let me see your hands up if you a champion...
People said I wouldn't make it (make it)
That I'd never get to the top
There was nothing they could
Say that would make me stop
So I had to keep pushing (pushing)
Through the pain and the tears
All the things I've been through
Is why I'm standing here...
ace hood - clockin
[Intro - Ace Hood]
Yeah
Yay, straight up like that there B homie
Free Weezy!
Yay, let's get to the money my nigga
Mister Hood
[Chorus] X2
Money to be made best believe a nigga clocking
Money to be made best believe a nigga clocking
Money to be made best believe a nigga clocking
I run it myself like a quarter back option
[Verse 1 - Ace Hood]
Okay there's money to be made
Let's go get this guap
And I'm fresh up on the block
Rubber band in my pockets
Nigga run it like I'm shock it
Balling like John Stockton
Couple stacks in my pocket
What the fuck is a wallet?
Nigga show me what you need oh
Call me the Young Nino
All I see is the C-notes
Triple digits and zeros
Nigga keep it on the D low
While I'm stacking the Fritos
I get the shit by you know
Send it to Puerto Rico
Nigga never move by two though
Tell them that's what it do though
Just bring my money back
Yeah I'm talking Polo
Nigga money to be made
That's money to be made
And if this ain't your shit
Then nigga you ain't getting paid
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Ace Hood]
Okay now hundred thousand dollars
That's around my collar
Nigga I should see a doctor
Addicted to them dollars
Nigga holler (Holler) holler (Holler) holler (Holler)
Fuck off with you cowards
Just feed me with the money nigga
Watch how I devour
Nigga it's raining money
Watch I take a shower
All you niggas lame
Nine to five scholar
Nigga you be picking flowers
My hand is so tired
Counting for an hour
My accountant cannot follow
Nigga money to be made
All my niggas paid
Fresher than a mug in the latest fucking J's
And your bitch be on my dick though
Wet as fucking Crisco
As soon as we be done nigga, back onto that cash flow
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Ac]
You ain't got to tell me
But now the kush in my Louis V. duffle
Bet a nigga smell me
You little nigga, I'm better nigga
If any nigga tell me, that money ain't here pronto
Then I bet them chopper shells be arriving at his front door
I got to step up on my guns so
I see you from a distance
I'm in love with all this money
I ain't see some for you bitches
I do it because I want to
Clueless because I'm under
Influence of this Goosey but my fooleys make me wonder
Are they really hustling? Look at all these bundles
Are they really human? They eat you like piranhas
Look at my G-shock and you can tell a nigga clocking
I know them hoes watching but it's
[Chorus] X3
ace hood - different people
We are different people
Born alone I'ma die alone nigga, a renegade
We are different people, we are
We are different people, we are
We are different people, check
..Different aspirations, preach, different aspirations
Different aspirations,
Mama was a hustler, daddy was a dead beat
Chance of me out the hood was rarer than some red meat
Pistol on my night stand, now I lay me down to sleep
I believe in god but deep inside resides the beast in me
Nightmares of being broke, never seem to be a joke
Sliding with that 44, and my life's been revoke
Blind, erase the real g, paid and I'm still me
Real love the real, I don't respect them niggas in between
I'm like achilles from the troy movie, that do some damage like a full uzi
I am nothing like you other dudes
Same come and goes but we got different views
Snitching under pressure that's a never do
Took the lawyer niggas with me as I'm making moves
Talking tough one with to that killer with you in the booth
I'm prepared to die, question is, are you?
We are different people, we are
We are different people, we are
We are different people, check
..Different aspirations, preach, different aspirations, preach
Different aspirations, preach, different aspirations
They ill will, I'm prepared to die,
I got the blueprint of how to talk that 45
Surprise, realize I can't be fucked with a no scale
Not the hoes, not the money, the swag
Now my g code, I'ma spray and reload
Hit your toe with a tag,
Niggas hood with it, your ace was good with it
He got that ace, I got the spades
Getaway car, we ready for the way,
Or whatever
I can't be stopped, no ? I'm the next sun
Half of million dollars up and get some
Burn on my waist I'm hollow shelling, come get some
I flip, you ain't murder around,
Yeah, ?nigga with the blood clot, don't get blood shot
Murder ain't shit for me, I love taking mug shots
Love taking bitches from paris down to jamaica
Love sitting on the flow of rihanna watching the lakers
I'm a bad boy ain't seen puff in years though
But I keep some b.I.G. Off in my ear lobes, hood
We are different people, we are
We are different people, we are
We are different people, check
Different aspirations, preach, different aspirations, preach
Different aspirations, preach, different aspirations
Mama was a hustler, daddy was a dead beat
Chance of me out the hood was rarer than some red meat
Pistol on my night stand, now I lay me down to sleep
Now I lay me down to sleep, now I lay me down to sleep
Pistol on my night stand, now I lay me down to sleep.
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