Lyrics:
smile boy you wild I'm a fight you
Rocka-by-baby when the beat drops
Don't let your friends know we gonna creep off
They gonna be haters tell em cya later
Zone 6 (yeah)
Mountain Park, yeah, the red brick and the blue brick
From Sun Valley (huh?) to Leila Valley
Was selling bags by the pound like it's
You can be loved by millions but one clown can pull the trigga
See you aim to get bigger they break for your downfall
Your life is how you living kid
nigga
you can be loved by millions but one clown can pull the trigga
see you aim to get bigger they break for your downfall
your life is how you living
it feels different
Uh, I only love her if her eyes brown
Play this shit while you play around with my crown
King H-O, y'all should know by now
it feels different
Uh, I only love her if her eyes brown
Play this shit while you play around with my crown
King H-O, y'all should know by now
I'm On my own I gotta get that money
My heart got cold and so my nose got runny
Don't call my phone if you ain't gettin that money
I'm In my zone
by the Jects
I get love in every hood in the West
Head shots aint no need for vest
Call Swoop, he be making a mess
All my nigga they be jackin that
Itty bitty spanding
Love it how u bouncin that thing for me
I been in the gym nobody can hold me
Feel im in my zone im goin for 40
Itty bitty
I can't let you nigga's take me out my fucking zone
I'm in that mode ten years strong
And im going to stick to the code
So peep the streak or ask
The shivers gave me the Cold
Expensive clothes w the pole
I made it to the red zone
Took a stop by my momma house cause she was stressed up bout shit
Gave her
at me bro
Gee Watts show mad love
Shout out for the beats bro
They done gone and let the beast out
Ace Hood with the mean flow
Never catch me on the slack
criticize my counter disappearances, you're lucky
I'm flippin', target anyone they consider above me
Start pickin' them off one by one, that would be
bread
What fool said join em
If you can't beat em
That's nonsense so I
Hustle hustle hard like I'm Ace Hood
Choppers by the bed cuz I'm straight hood
Hustle hard til that Miami plug failed like Ace Hood
But I always put on for my city my face good
Sunday Dinner at big mama house my plate good
Im from
From Martin to Luther
From Luther to Lex
I build my riches by writing all of my thoughts into texts
Those words built up an image of a man greater
it slow
Let your heart explode, drop ya to the floor
I gets the dough, I hustle hard
Ace Hood ain't got shit on moi, green beans 80's fo' sure
They
a private in the lower class
I be the upper at your lawn
Don Juan, when the mic's on
Chief Abstract, Ace Quasimoto
Fuckin' with me, you'll be
all his lights and they drove right by him, woo
Chapter two
Traphouse just got cable
Stuntin' on the neighbors
The cable man was the feds though
Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights
I live by the cold war
Drove from round the globe
All I need is
back, no
Ace Hood!
Rest in peace, I'mma start murderin' and bodyin' beats
Ain't no defeatin' the eye of the beast and I'm laughin' at people who try
My goodness, my gracious, shell told a beat us with the fat blue racist
Hand full of aces, trumped up dumb trunk white wall paces
Drink till you
What the fuck, man?
Yeah
Fuck it, yeah
Pull up in the city and snatch somethin' you ain't made in a year
Way ain't have shit, we hood niggas,
of as surprised for lost innocence of lives
Terror by the boss reigned as the cost where the Star, Cross, Crescent all floss
We have got to understand that these
Discuss these zone by ace hood Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In