Ace Hood

[fox69]

"Slow Down"
(feat. Kevin Cossom)

"Slow Down"
(feat. Kevin Cossom)



Now you wanna tell me slow it down
When I tell you bring them hoes around
Wanna kill it but you can't stop (slow down)
Asking me to slow down
In my feeling all caught up now
It's been months since I ain't seen you
Heard thru the vibe you gotta rebound

Now she begging me, she begging me
She ready to do everything
Are you missing me? Well, you'd better be
Let's slow, slow it down

Remember that time we was out in Puerto Rico?
Told me that you love me, it can never be a sequel
Wish I could've paused our love like TiVo
My homie KC, told me that's the way it be though

Her Sex game stupid, head game stupid
I ain't gotta ask, she just do it
Said she da best, I say prove it
We gon slow down the time

Ain't nothing like me you can bet your bottom dolla
Thinking I should call, but I never do bother
Heard you in school, you a fan, you scholar
Heard that I'm doing better now the tricks wanna holla

Celebrity, celebrity
Shinning star so heavily
But damn, I got other things on my mind
You wanna slow down the time

Now you wanna tell me slow it down
When I tell you bring them hoes around
Wanna kill it but you can't stop (slow down)
Only call you after 1 o' clock
Your bad money kinda sorta fine
I like your but it's kinda border line
Tryna put them thoughts in my mind
You wanna slow down
Slow it down, slow it down
Slow it down (slow down)
Slow it down, slow it down
Slow it down (slow down)
Slow it down, slow it down
Slow it down

Okay, I'm cool with a bitch named Sandra Lee
Friends with her twin and they both the beast
Head give mean and they Vietnamese
And they love fucking me, they got the similar dream
Money stay the calling, so I fuck 'em and leave
Waste my time and I'm chuckin' the D
So they beggin' me to just slow down the time

You read on my eye
Girl, do that same thing every time
I like when you're around
But I don't know if I, I don't know if I
Could slow it down, slow it down

My nigga ACE said
He has six girls for us that's three a piece, three a piece
What they hittin' for?
He said nothing they just wanna be down with the crew
I said I'll be on my way
He said they already on goose
I'm a ready on that cush
Already on that 80 proof
Hop off in my coop
I press a button and lose the roof
Now that's drop top
Burn the bread, call it pop tart
When I'm in the mall, the nigga shop a cart
Got a U haul in the parking lot

Now you wanna tell me slow it down
When I tell you bring them hoes around
Wanna kill it but you can't stop (slow down)
Only call you after 1 o' clock
Your Bad money kinda sorta fine
I like you but it's kinda border line
Tryna put them thoughts in mind
You wanna slow down
Slow it down, slow it down
Slow it down (slow down)
Slow it down, slow it down
Slow it down (slow down)
Slow it down, slow it down
Slow it down (slow down)

 

[fox69]

"Spoke To My Momma"

"Spoke To My Momma"



Mama can finally smile
Pray for a better life
Just to see me through them tougher nights

Spoke to my mama just the other day
I told her only God can make a way
I'm hearin' tears, they runnin down her face
say she fed up with the struggle each and every day
my step pops he be in the way, too many bills my mama gotta pay
but know I got us, no doubt about it on granny grave
they tell 'em bout us, my click ain't coward, you sour made.
and now they sweat me like under armors & gatorade
I pray that one day you see me speak at the VMA’s
and me and Khaled we back to back in the latest things
Throw up the W, we the best is the fucking gang.
Hard work pays off, go and get it, no days off
I know they all remember me you recognize the name
I was that nigga being humble, counted out the game
Now I'm that nigga still humble, carrying the flame
And everybody say I wouldn’t take a walk a shame
Thought about you haters when I got my pinky ring
Live in reality and used to be a great dream
Hustle hard every day getting money five ways
Same ole shit just a different day, out here tryin' to get it,

I'm out here gettin' paid
I'm out here gettin' paid
I'm out here gettin' paid

Mama can finally smile
Take a look at me now

Young nigga two seater, tatted up, cruising in a wife beater.
Bad bitch top down 24's see ya skatin' on the whip now
I'm just living life hope you do the same
Keep a bunch of real niggas so I never change
look at me now, look at me then, went from the Taurus, I'm thinkin Benz.
I'm makin' ends,
Now I'm thinkin big.
I got with Khaled, all a nigga do is win.
see we the best nothing less
It's war time hope you niggas brought a vest
got plenty women, give them that penicillin
fuck em on that Gucci ..she cumin in minutes
No love intended, I'm just tryin to wet the willy
They free my nigga Joc, he supposed to did a life sentence
I'm from the bottom came from the mud
Was given nothing no love now I'm beast mode, no hugs, back again show nuff
I’m the definition of blowin up
Look in my niggas eyes better know what's on us
you’d better know what’s on us
‘cause I got it sewn up
‘cause I got it sewn up
‘cause I got it sewn up

Mamma can finally smile
Take a look at me now

 

[fox69]

"Stressin'"
(feat. Plies)

"Stressin'"
(feat. Plies)



[Talkin: Plies]
A nigga I'm stressin badda den a bitch rite now cause a nigga almost got married to da liquor boy nigga so fucked up out here cause I'm stressin badda den a bitch my nigga...

[Hook: Plies]
Den fucked round got a hoe pregnant...
My lawyer hollen nigga pay me...
Niggas locked up tryna spray me...
I gotta warrent so I'm shakin'...
Seems like I'm all out of blessings...
Own know if God tryin' test me...
Tried to help a nigga n he waste me...
To tell you da truth...
I'm stressin'
[Repeat]

[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
Chea my rent due n I'm stressin'...
Landlord jest called with a message...
Say I gotta be out by da 7th man I'm sick and tired of dis mess...
It's like God is akin' my blessings bad luck is all in my presence...
Fuck round n I gotta chick pregnant...
What da hell umma do with dat baby...
How da hell I'm gone tell my lady...
I'm drunk ass hell in my zone...
I gotta fifth of hen n it's gone...
I'm fucked up n I'm stressin'...
I can't seem to ease dat pressure...
Fuck nigga's can't make it no betta...
Des craka'z trna take my life...
Nigga's mad n hate what I'm makin'...
Heard da feds is out with my face...
Now I'm scared ass hell and I'm shakin'...
I can't go to jail I'm on paypa's...
Now dem nigga's den start with dat hatin'...
I'm tryna help dem nigga's see paypa...
But dey dan fucked around with da fed...
Now I'm stressed n pullin' my dreads...
Dem fuck nigga's deserve to be dead...

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
Chea I can't win for lossin' I'm stressin'...
I dropped and question my blessings... man I'm tired as God is my witness...
Tryna smile but pain is my vesion... man I'm tired of lyin' to my folk...
Fuck round n I'm serving' dat coke... baby mama tryna take me to court...
Tryna holla bout child support... fuck round n I got me on paypa's...
Now I'm mad as hell I can't take it... I drop n pray to my maker...
Dear lord if hear my prayer... I'm stressed n I can't go on...
It's like I'm all out of blessings lord...
I'm alone n nobody to call I got bills but da money can't solve...
Mama cryin' but her tears jest fall... (ahhh I'm stressin)...
Big cats what I'm gone do nah... des craka'z wanna take my ride...
Dey wanna take me away fo'life... see my body can't take nomo...
It's like a yung nigga life so wrong... no pain my feelings gone...

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Ace Hood]
Chea n I do it fo my nigga's in jail... doin' time tryna make bail...
I hold it down fo dem nigga's don't tell...
Let'em know dey gone see dat appeal...
Let'em know it's da real nigga watchin'... n neva mind I grindin' dey stopin'...
So middle finger's to dem fuckin' feds...
Dey gave my dawg 25 in da pen... all mah snitch niggas say he did it...
With no lawyers da judge don't bend...
CusSupa Jock I lov ya homie...
So I put dat shit on my kin n up on my unborn kin...
So we once u a nigga dat's gone... is locked up with a struggle at home...
Put'cha hands up in da sky... let'em know dat he ain't at alone...
Da real nigga's hold it down at home...
Da real nigga's gone hold dey own... (yep yep) hold dey own...

[Hook]

Let the music ride...

 

[fox69]

"Supposed To Do"

"Supposed To Do"


[Hook:]
What am I supposed to do, now
Now I know it’s you, that I love? (Tell me, tell me)
What am I supposed to do, now
Now I know it’s you, that I love? (Tell me, tell me)

[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
Still in the make and I wanna be great but they tell me be patient
Don't compare me to none of these niggas in the game
Cause they way too basic
And I'm just that amazing, I reach them stages
In the league with the majors
Nigga fuck your blogs, nigga fuck your statements
The fuck you thinkin'
Nah, ain't doing no more favors
Never hit a nigga just to make me famous
Little nigga, flows go crazy
And them other nigga's can't tame me
Flame me, blame me
All the nigga's that doubt it
All ya'll nigga's some cowards
All ya'll nigga's step up and get devoured
Six feet deep with bouquet of flowers
Tell me what, what am I supposed to do
Cause respect for mine is so overdue
I'm the best in it, just pay attention, take a closer view
Cause ain't nothing like them and ain't nothing like you
These niggas changed like Clark in the booth
Can't trust ho's, I don't trust dudes
I buy your bitch like pay per view
I set the standards, I dare you to
What's competition, come show me proof
This God flow, this Jesus Christ
That's say a prayer before I sleep at night
I'm still sinnin', don't be offended
My dick intended for a Spanish wife
This chess homie, not checkers niggas
Ain't playin' with ya, no action figures
What am I supposed to do?

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Skepta]
They keep telling me I'm the best in the country
And I like how that sounds
You think you Superman, I get the Kryptonite, and bring you right back down
Yeah, you know the drill, I kill MC's til it's overkill
But how many more am I supposed to kill
Til niggas stop putting my name
Next to these just come rappers, I'm so embarrassed
I'm in the booth working my magic
My nigga in the studio, heard my lyrics and put his hands on his head like Khaled
These other MC's need practice
Cause when I heat up, it's a madness
Hundred degrees, niggas melt like plastic
Lyrical war, yeah that's my language
I turn Super Saiyan, bitch
Just so you know I ain't playin', bitch
I heard nigga's like you before
You got a good flow, but you ain't sayin' shit
Just a bunch of words with no meaning, no heart, no feeling
But when I lay it down, I lay it down so nice
It's my name everybody screamin'
And we don't care what it cost
Me and my nigga's, we all gotta floss
Don't give a shit how you talk round' here
Better talk properly when you talk to the boss
You amateur, say you got fans online, few shows, and a manager
Think you've got the game on lock
I press start, here comes new challenger (challenger)
Skepta

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Ace Hood]
There are some serious rumors around
There's a new sheriff in town
Fuck your apologies, back up his arteries
Bury him deep in the ground
Tell him keep sleepin', I'm never defeated
I will not repeat it, you follow me now?
Look in my eyes, you can tell that I'm ready
You rappers are puppets, then tell them I said it
Don't give a fuck and this shit is embedded
My flow is infected, I may need a medic
Tell me who better, I make you regret it
It's in my genetics, your shit is pathetic
What am I posed' to do but be great
Never let a thing stand in my way
Never let a Devil ruin my faith
And there ain't a such thing as "I can't"
You looking at a rare breed, a new species
I walk right through hell in my sneak's
Show me the devil, I show you the rebel
I show you my heart when it come to the medal
Tell me who better, I never will settle
My nigga's just told me don't let off the pedal
Keep my Jordan 5's on their neck
Fuck whoever got next, fuck your fame dog and respect
You don't know what life was like in the projects
Ever seen the look in his face before death
I seen my granny before her last breath
Ain't no calm down on my compound
There's no contest cause I'm bomb threat
No conscience shit on my mindset
I bought two choppers for my sound check
Say, 'who wanna war' and I'm coming alone
Spray at you haters like fuckin' cologne
Starvation 3 outta let out the beast
So it's bone appetit and I'm ready to feast

 

[fox69]

"Take Yo Bitch"

"Take Yo Bitch"


[Hook]
A true playa for real
Man you heard about me
I done pop 2 molys
And I’m going on 3
How I’m out my mind
And this bitch so geekin
Tryina tell yall niggas
Don’t let yo girl round me
I’mma take yo girl
I’mma fuck yo bitch
I’mma take yo girl
I wanna fuck that bitch
I’mma take yo girl
I’mma fuck yo bitch
I’mma beat that up
Give her all this big

[Verse]
Okay now bad lil bitch from the ATL
And she got an ass like Kay Michelle
Rule number one, no kiss n tell
Her head no joke like Dave Chapelle
I see I beat that pussy like a murder case
She gon catch this white like Colgate
Keep my hoes in line like Soul Train
Every day a nigga ball, no role gain
I say 20 bottles I’m flexin
Diamonds and my Rolex’s
Where the bad bitches? Where the bad bitches?
I’m just checkin
Man I pop the moly, I’m sweatin
Back to bitch now we textin
Plenty more in my section
I’m a young version Hugh Hefner
I can’t even feel my face
I don’t really need no more drink
All these hoes, they comin with me
All them niggas they can’t believe
I say I’m rollin, I’m rollin
And this dope, I’m smoking potent
I need you, you, you and her right there
Back to the crib so we all can share

[Hook]
A true playa for real
Man you heard about me
I done pop 2 molys
And I’m going on 3
How I’m out my mind
And this bitch so geekin
Tryina tell yall niggas
Don’t let yo girl round me
I’mma take yo girl
I’mma fuck yo bitch
I’mma take yo girl
I wanna fuck that bitch
I’mma take yo girl
I’mma fuck yo bitch
I’mma beat that up
Give her all this big

[Verse]
Okay I’m killin these hoes like Ted Bundy
Love a bad bitch, I’m a head junkee
White tank top and some polo undees
Tryina serve a freak with this chocolate Sunday
Snatch your chick like a ally hoop
Shots that will rock, I don’t do the goose
Put her in the coupe, I remove the roof
Then slam-dunk that pussy like Ron do
I say hold up doc I ain’t feelin well
My Rolex sick and my pockets earl’d
Flowin off money, I’m sick as hell
Bout 25k, that’s life in jail
Now when the bad hoes there put them ass shots
Rep for a nigga, be the mascot
KOD, I brung major cash
And they waving at me like a can guy
Say turned up nigga don’t turn down
Please don’t bring your ho round, nah
I don’t wanna know her name
Next thing you know we went 4 rounds
I’m a wild young nigga, I admit that
Who? That bitch? I’mma get that
She’s in love with my 6 pack
And I ain’t talkin no beer fat nigga

[Hook]
A true playa for real
Man you heard about me
I done pop 2 molys
And I’m going on 3
How I’m out my mind
And this bitch so geekin
Tryina tell yall niggas
Don’t let yo girl round me
I’mma take yo girl
I’mma fuck yo bitch
I’mma take yo girl
I wanna fuck that bitch
I’mma take yo girl
I’mma fuck yo bitch
I’mma beat that up
Give her all this big

 

[fox69]

"Tear Da Roof Off"

"Tear Da Roof Off"


[Hook]
Pour up some liquor chasin’ with the juice,
I came to party; what you came to do?
I got them Rose bottles by the bucket,
Grab ya dawg and tell him ‘Fuck it, go all out or nothin’”.
Tear da roof up off this muhfucka,
Tear da roof up off this muhfucka,
Shout out to DJ in this muhfucka,
Bottles in the air, you ballin’ like a muhfuckaaaaaaa,

[Verse 1]
I’m fresh to death and they know this, hoppin’ out of that Beamer,
Fresh up out of that Neiman, Marcus rockin’ the meanest,
Fly shit with my fly bitch, ass phatter than Trina,
Pullin’ up to the club I swear my swagga on a seizure,
Make yo bitch Beat Bop the sneaker, she know where to meet us,
Bitch I’m not a star, don’t carry no V’Gers,
Got them faces in my Levi’s, flyer than your G5’s,
Big money what I rely, you are just a peon,
And I bounce around, I’m in focus,
Rose is all that we pourin’, smoking all of that doja, standin’ on all them sofas,
Tear dat roof up off this muhfucka, man fuck it,
Club buckin’ in this muhfucka, you say you like it, huh?

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Everybody on liquor, homies rollin’ them swishers,
Everybody takin’ pictures, seen her friends but I like her sister,
Got that ass round and I need it, don’t make me repeat it,
Swaggin’ out of this world, confident, conceited,
Drinkin’ Rose after bottles, riiiiiiiight, and I’m with them models,
Like I’m ‘thicker than a Snicker’ type, that’s what I like,
Tear da roof up off this muhfucka, hey mister DJ, bring it back off in this muhfuckaaaaaaaaa,
Yeah, so fuck who got a problem wit it,
Got me into my zone, I can handle my own, they not in my division,
Gotta pocket full of green, and a Ray Benz black with diamonds yellow, homie,
See ya money too small, sorry, you cannot join this ceremony.

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Tears"
(feat. Kevin Cossom)

"Tears"
(feat. Kevin Cossom)



[Intro:]
Crying tears of joy
Yea

[Verse 1:]
I'm getting sick and tired of crying tears over grandma
Lord knows I miss ya, I'm just livin through these pictures
Still reminiscin on them Thanksgiving dinners
Telling me to pray before I take on any mission
I can't blame God, maybe it's the seasons
Mama told me everything happens for a reason
I miss my nigga Del, trust my nigga Fo
I'm thankful for this music cus it helps a nigga cope
Remember discussing dreams on his mama front porch
He told me keep my focus dawg and stay away from dope
He said that we would make it, heavy dream chasin
Nothing's ever given so we might as well take it
If you walk or see me now

[Hook:]
I know my granny she proud
I know my homies, them proud
I hold my momma, them down
But I can tell you these tears
I wish my daughter was here
I know my fans they proud
But take a look at me now (take a look at me now)
Crying tears of joy

[Verse 2:]
My baby girl beautiful and now she's getting older
Got me heavy stressin cus these streets are getting colder
Prayin every night and still I keep that heat closer
And they ain't tryna end up on a shore that no one pposed
Lord have mercy, I'm tryin to see tomorrow
So I can teach my daughter and son to be a father
See ain't nobody perfect, all of us is sinners
Forgive and we forget but shit some things are still remembered
Daddy never called but know that hatred I surrendered
And whether not he proud I got success on my agenda
I did it for my family, I did it with my niggas
I did it for the fans, hope I can be remembered
I done came so far

[Hook:]
I know my granny she proud
I know my homies, them proud
I hold my momma, them down
But I can tell you these tears
I wish my daughter was here
I know my fans they proud
But take a look at me now (take a look at me now)
Crying tears of joy

[Verse 3:]
Carry the heavy load
It's been a long long road
Tears rolling right down my face
Finally made it to a better place
For all the people that tried
To stand in my way, I'm doin just fine
They can't stop what's meant to be
But thank God for my family
He kept me aiming for the clouds
When no one was around
He never had a doubt
I remember just tryna get my feet on the ground, hey!
Now take a look at me now!

[Hook:]
I know my granny she proud
I know my homies, them proud
I hold my momma, them down
But I can tell you these tears
I wish my daughter was here
I know my fans they proud
But take a look at me now (take a look at me now)
Crying tears of joy

 

[fox69]

"Testimony"

"Testimony"


[Intro]

In Jesus name I wish somebody would just give him some praise
In the name of Jesus, is there anybody that could open up their mouth
And just begin to praise the Lord, my God (hallelujah)
In the name of Jesus,
Trials and The Tribulations
He promised you He will never leave you nor forsaken you
But He never promised that you wouldn't have no Trials or Tribulations
These things are necessary
In your growth and your development in God
The trials and the tribulations, activate the oil on your life
They activate the strength that lays dormant in you
The struggle, the pressure, the law
All these things contribute in defining who you are
The story of your life
That is that precious, precious oil
It's the handiwork and will of God
Is there anybody that could just begin to declare that God is good
Is there anybody that could just stand up right now
Open up your mouth and tell somebody that God brought me through?
Is there anybody right now that has a testimony that will just call up right now
And tell of the goodness, tell of the mercy of the Lord?
Is He God?
Is He God all by himself?
Somebody give him a praise!
Somebody give him a shout!
Oh hallelujah, glory!

 

[fox69]

"The Come Up"
(feat. Anthony Hamilton)

"The Come Up"
(feat. Anthony Hamilton)



[Hook: Anthony Hamilton & Ace Hood]
This is a come up
Grinding for the ones that I love

Fueled by the passion and pain
And all the bullshit I've been through
Still I hold my head up high
And all them roadblocks I walk right through
I do it for the ones like me
And all people who's just like you
No matter what they say about me
I'm a do whatever I gotta do

[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
This is the come up
Where niggas hustle from night to sun up
The gutta, where niggas run up and they get done up
And mama tryna make a dollar for son and daughter
Where them times are even harder without a father
Want a job but never bother
All about them commas, bigger diamonds and high designer
With all the finest women, goddess
With perfect bodies that we admire
This is the come up where niggas do whatever for money
They'll murk a nigga now and got to church on a Sunday
Probably snitch on homeboys and take a flight out of country
It's fucked up, the motive is to get out the hood
Get your mama new crib, keep your family good
When that money is pouring and them jewels is shining
And them cars are foreigns, them haters praying it storm
It's no love, it ain't a place for the weak
Only strong survive, only hustlers ride
This is the come up

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
Where niggas hustle from night to sun up and dreams are never seemed couldn't believe and it seems you can achieve by any means go and get it anything you vision and anything you wishing you can live it just bare the witness they said I wouldn't and I did it what God intended from being label as a menace to counting millions my daughter smiling every minute I'm an a attendance oh lord I got my deal in the field crying hundred of tears feeling like that doughboy hit a lick for a meal riding round with that work know them weapons concealed if them feds ever catch em leave them for 200 hundred years for that dope and I know money come money go in the fame in the game all the hate that it brings many lost some gave never changed not me gotta survive everyday know every morning I wake I'm tryna come up

[Hook]

[Bridge: Anthony Hamilton]
This is the come up
So, don't you dare give up?
Keep your head above the clouds
And your eyes on the price
Don't you dare give up?
This is for the grind

[Hook]

[Outro: Anthony Hamilton]
This is the come up
One day you gon make it out struggle
Don't you worried now?
My brothers and my sisters, mama too
This is the come up

 

[fox69]

"The Realist Livin'"
(feat. Rick Ross)

"The Realist Livin'"
(feat. Rick Ross)



OK now hood off in this mother fucker
Got the niggas all rolling hollering
Beast back in this mother fucker
And I'm into this bitch don't make me click off in this
Motherfucker
Better ask them bitches, I'll be swimming on they distance lover
Want to have my baby, trick you crazy
I keeps a rubber.
Never ever play me for no sucker
And I ain't stutter
I ain't into that bull I sip Muscatto and I'm lay back
That brand new Maserati inside of a suede black
And the chick I'm with hella thick just know that I fillet that.
I swear that pussy good she good she looky love the nookie
I'm just a nigga who addicted to this money flow
Ain't nobody on his level run and tell him fo
That's real shit, I swear my swagger keep an attitude
Pistol on me homie, he won't show no gratitude!
Don't want no problems, let this bust off in your blatter too
Standing ovation for the realest nigga in the room.

[Bridge:]
From the day that I was born, up out the womb
Pledge allegiance to keep to real and pay my dues
Honor the mother and the father, death for dishonor
I am my brothers keeper and that's before the mighty dollar
Standing ovation!

[Chorus:]
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!

Mirror mirror on the wall who the realest
They say that God don't fear nobody I'm his spitting image
Look in my eyes and see the beast
My kind is rare invented
Choppa on the seat will have you call on your religion?
Father God come and bless me, I'm a sinner mane
You know these niggas talking tough gone need a dinner plan
Don't make me send those niggas, off into that mini van
I ain't no pillar, put a thousand on your brother head
Real shit, you're looking at the realest living tho
Only niggas speaking real, I never sugarcoat
Way to many niggas banging and they're selling dough
I don't know a thing about it, I just get my hustle on!
To legit the quit, I really got my heater chrome
Call that style my BFF and I don't leave you home!
And that's word to my momma, don't want no drama
Loyal to the bone, and that's before I see the commas

[Bridge:]
From the day that I was born, up out the womb
Pledge allegiance to keep it real and pay my dues
Honor the mother and the father, death for dishonor
I am my brothers keeper and that's before the mighty dollar
Standing ovation!

[Chorus:]
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!

Smoking like Harry Potter
My flow keep getting hotter
She dances to my singles
Bet she just want a dollar
Uh, but I got her, I know she a dog
She know that I'm balling, she know who the boss
Got the 2 door the 4 door I even get the trucks
Getting loo like ma ludo Mommy, I got the bucks
Call it killers, they're lurking I see 'em in the gust
Remember as soon as I point a finger, you're getting touched
Play with fire, I could get you sent to hell
Angel of death, I could hit her on the cell
Speed dial, double MG God forgives and I don't you niggas will see

[Bridge:]
From the day that I was born, up out the womb
I pledge allegiance to keep it real and pay my dues
Honor the mother and the father, death for dishonor
I am my brothers keeper and that's before the mighty dollar
Standing ovation!

[Chorus:]
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!
For the realest nigga living
Standing ovation!