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it nasty make it make it nasty
Body bag shit I might bag a bitch
Yeah Body bag bitch
Shout out Ace hood

sayin we look like we up to saum
Four years old walkin round saggin tryin be like ace boog
Remember onna block pourin 4s wit Dray hood
Lotta rumors goin

I'd father boys in the hood cause I got furious styles
Switch base back to basics
No chess I pulled cards
Less of a joker
I only threw aces
No need

when you see me every time I raise the bar
I wear Needles in velour (Ha-ha)
We got Aces by the case and Mason Martin in galore
They say Lorey got

with extra magazines, (Yes)
Trying to keep it lean, through smoke screens, serving it mean
Sipping henny to face, yo ace I'm toking tholo
All by my

This is a miracle
I walk with man on earth but I'm a star
So many people I hold close
If I look back I'd see their far away
All these distant

catch it
Hall of fame Jerry Rice
Baby girl I'm packing
Don't be fooled by the height
The paper I be stacking
I don't like to fuss and fight
No need

a KD in the blunt this shit too stuffed
Hit from the back she saying that's it too much

I pop a weed can like it's tuna
Pussy ain't workin no more need

them bands up bought a gold rope no lasso
Ace Hood with the cash flow
ASAP with the pesos
Drum on me right now break it down ya hear the bass go
Bum bum

on the floor cause
You live by the sword you die by the sword
You live by your word you die by some more
If you play the game you've got to live with the score

to be cool
My n***** out here got real problems
Kids to feed, bills due
That's why we on this money route
From the night time 'til it's sunny out
And we

and you off key
Whispering I speak softly I gotta keep the devil up off me
And im lit nigga bars
In this world my people destined to
Fail
Cursed by

Child of the Night

Nate Dogg

The Red Light District [Clean]

2004

[Chorus: x2 Nate Dogg]
It's gonna get in ya, child of the night
And the hood rolls on
How do I begin to, do this shit right
Get my hustle

day
And I know God sent me here just to change my way
Told me take out the hood, take a day by day
I'm God sent
I'm God sent

serving fiends
My momma told one day you gone be a king
Ima get us out the hood by any means nigga
Traumatized I watch my auntie die ain’t been the same

no money
Different ways, baguettes junction
I gotta slime in countries
This shit right here ain't promised

Hood baby stunt the trenches
More money, my

fly
I make 'em wanna get high
They want a piece of this pie
But I'm just too damn chill for them
The way I flip my shit
It feels like a good hit

Yo B
Let's go Harder than we did on Serpents ight
This should be easy
We Naturals By now
Let's get it
YEAH!
Notice
I put all you niggas
Imma Notice

me and Dev
Blowin' on this pressure, on the watch for the Sherriff
In all seven periods you can meet me by the stairs
Santa Claus in the hood, showing

Hard N's

Tru

Da Crime Family

1999

bitches in the project 

I tried to creep threw the hood and them Feds tried to book me 

He said what you doing back here in New O. I say I love ghetto

to shit
That's the latest news

Ooh, skin glowing, this a goddess that I got in here
Fly shit, this that shea butter chandelier
Fingernails to your toes,

that’s off the wall
Cuz all along I was feeling small
Everything bad make you feel so good
When your trying to escape from this old hood
Gimme everything

L'Amica del Cuore

Gary Allan

Watching Airplanes

2007

Sitting out here on the hood of this truck looking up
At a caramel colored sunset sky
Checking my watch doing the math in my head
Counting back words

We Must Be Heard

Busta Rhymes

Gangsta Grillz: The Album, Vol. 2

2009

This
Could be something big!

[Ludacris]
Luda! Don't change the station,
I've been impatiently waiting,
Pacin', welcome to the Danger Zone.