Lyrics:
soldiers come
And rock soldiers go
And some hear the drum
And some never know
Rock soldiers! How do we know?
Ace is back and he told you so.
With
soldiers come
And rock soldiers go
And some hear the drum
And some never know
Rock soldiers! How do we know?
Ace is back and he told you so.
With
the best)
[Chorus]
[Ace Hood]
Hey knock knock
Yea I'm knocking on the banks door
With the million dollars and I'm dropping off the cash flow
See you
(It's so incredible)
Ace...
[Chorus]
You ain't comin' round here talkin' all dat s***
Talkin' bout you get all dem bricks
I'm a have to come
The devil bets, he bets on hell
And seven come, eleven right
Holdin' eights and aces tight
The gambler bets on heaven tonight
The devil bets, he bets
breathe like I'm living in space
Imma kick it with AcE
Sorry ma, I ain't been in the states
'Cause my life is a chase
And I'm winning the race
See that you
"Who the fuck is Ace Rock?"
Automatic whip deck food for the stiff necks
Alpha demeanor crunk but a flunky
On the piss test soundtracker Cip One
your uterine
Hula hoop with it
Backslap her with a tube of lubricant
Tape it and take it to Ace's
So we can do this shit
Carjack her parents' coupe
good when she got through I
Gave her a round of a applause
Just caught another charge, beat another case
In a club drinking codeine
Pouring out that Ace
ain't the same
Above being rich, I recognise my worth
Break bread, but I'm doing me first
So rock a Ace of Spade to quench the thirst
This church is
hundred
Count hundred after hundred
Hundred after hundred
Count hundered after hundred
Cop a up in ace of spade
Sippin muddy, ain't no Acе of Spade
Shit I
na you
Be my antenna
Zan baki so mai yawa
Cikin rana ko inuwa
Dan ke bakison rigima
I go be your winner
Akanki
Zanaja motar soyayya koda ace
the game
And win it when you palming all the aces
Cover all the bases
And place it on top of the table
When the time comes you
level up
Level up (X4)
a hand of five
And for the Lord, he was praying hard
Or that train he'd have to drive
Well the Devil he had three aces and a king
And the Lord, he was
so how can I tell
Deuces to me are all aces
Life is to me just a bore
Faces are all open spaces
You might be John Barrymore
You came along say I
worse, Buckshot and Ace
In the land of the waste, kickin' you in your face
We be doin' it up Crooklyn style
What does it take to get you wild?
My
the ace
Falls from his suit
And he tells you
"Yeah that's the game.
I didn't want to lose it on the two"
You're playing his way,
But the prize
so how can I tell
Deuces to me are all aces
Life is to me just a bore
Faces are all open spaces
You might be John Barrymore
You came along say I
so how can I tell
Deuces to me are all aces
Life is to me just a bore
Faces are all open spaces
You might be John Barrymore
You came along say I
negative
Take another sedative
Tried to break the chain
But the pain is so repetitive
Picking up the pieces
Pushing for a prize
Running out of aces
Running
a hand of five
And for the Lord, he was praying hard
Or that train he'd have to drive
Well the Devil he had three aces and a king
And the Lord, he was
"Ready to rock this at the drop of a dime, baby"
"Master Ace!"
Listen closely, so your attention's undivided
Many in the past have tried to do
such a stunt, now the Ace is gonna hunt
Ya down, you clown, cause the sound that you're hearing is dope
You can't cope slowpoke, so pick up the soap
Does God look down on the boys in the barroom?
Mainly forsaken but surely not judged
Jacks, Kings and Aces, their faces in wine
Do Lord deliver our
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