Lyrics:
the ace, pleading my case, BY to the silly C games, everyboby in Suburbia be killing for a piece of this and that, everybody gone be coming back,
Because I
the mole
Digging hoes like a mole
Bitch I'll never sell my soul
This the route never late
Heading North to the ace
I'll be dripping by the lake
Rocking
real cuz
I'm good you can tell by my demeanor
At a young age I was ace down at the cleaners
Then I tried to get rich turn Mitch in a Beamer
But I never
I can load up a square, but don't throw no shapes
Pull up to the spot, i'm sorry i'm late
Bros in the back we got ragged by the jakes
I'm sorry
Mane
On a Zaytoven beat gettin' sucked by a freak
Soon as I get numb, skeet, skeet, skeet
Blizzard goin' on on my neck, come ski
Rob a nigga with
(ohh-oh-ohh, all the above)
Uhh, uhh (ohh-oh-ohh)
[Beanie Sigel]
Yeah, Mr. Him F'Real is here
Curbside by Atlanta, got a mill' out there
Billionaires Boys
a whole brick
Sellin' zones out a whole pound
Trap rollin' like an X pill
Movin' work on a Greyhound
Counting up what I made now
Try to rob, get laid
I'm in my zone I'm feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
So buy another round
They tried to shut us down
About an hour ago
But we still in
place. we wolf hounds and we ace
Just a keep a frown poker face, we gone hold it down in this maze
Pistol packed with the mag, that’s that shit we fuck
fingers up, bang motherfucker bang
(Hit 'em up) throw your hoods up, bang motherfucker bang
(Hit 'em up) Eastside
(Hit 'em up) bang motherfucker bang
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
I'm from a small hood and we big on respect
You get your money up, you go big on your neck
Hit the dealership and go big on the Vette
By any means,
would've been callin' mate five moves ago
I'm a don in the Dawn, sippin' Don Julio
Engine in the trunk but I'm in the hood
I know it's scary, but pull up,
find a red ocean of pigs
Stay away from my zone
Where it starts and it ends
That's how we murder policemen upon planet 10
Step up in this 8 by 10
Lulu, give me whatever I ask
Bucket low like Ace Boogie, I re-up two hundred cash (uh)
Richest nigga in my city, got my neck on Rick the Ruler (yeah)
on a milly, my 9 on my hippy
Finna flood zones be we run the city
Got bands in my Dickies like I fuck with Diddy
We got boy in the hood like I fuck with Ricky
a drug free school zone
J.A.D.A
I'm top 5, dead or alive
And that's just off one LP
Jae Hood
Two guns up
All I know is bitches and money, grams
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 can't stop gettin this
I'm in my zone I'm feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
So buy another round, they try to shut us down
Bout an hour ago but we still in
I'm in my zone I'm feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
So buy another round, they try to shut us down
Bout an hour ago but we still in
I'm in my zone I'm feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
So buy another round, they try to shut us down
Bout an hour ago but we still in
I'm in my zone I'm feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
So buy another round, they try to shut us down
Bout an hour ago but we still in
I'm in my zone I'm feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
So buy another round, they try to shut us down
Bout an hour ago but we still in
I'm in my zone I'm feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
So buy another round
They tried to shut us down
About an hour ago
But we
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