My watch and chain like, hello, hello, hello Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello Hello, hello, hello, I'm in this thing like [Verse 1] Chea Ace Hood
(feat. Lil Reala, Yung Chi) Lil Ace on the track folk... [Chorus:] Alotta Money, nothin less than a hundred(I know you like that) The things you tryna
your attitude right For I put this cake all in your face and have your crew like who dat is Ace Hood You didn't know that's Ace Hood ask around in every
of Remy? My name is Ace One, baby, not Timmy And you can get the jimmy You get down right dirty on em hella quick Put air in your tires, step into shit
bringin' the cabbage now it ain't like a nigger talking hella late in the game i'm talkin '80 ace deuce nobody think about truce no Menace no Boys In The Hood
blunt, take another puff Keep on smokin till you high enough Maybe y'all can fall in y'all zone If all y'all got a little more stoned Ring-ding-ding - what's callin? The phone Hello
'm not far You want your party rocked? Chill, I got you locked, paw Soon as I hear the bass I'ma tear the place up Then pick the pace up; you pick me? You picked the ace
presents... 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
to the hood, I neva got a problem let me getcha understood, my face good, my face good in the hood, my face good heyyy. [Verse 1: Ace Hood] Chea, 1988
[ACE HOOD:] A say hello to mister cutthroat bodys on the damn flo All about the cash flow like my money in bank rolls These haters pissed they know I
, chase this paper you ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to youuu, because I ride, or die, girl we gon be good [Ace Hood:] Baby just hold
air, take a photo (click,click) press send yeah, picure phone 4 play (8x) baby girl sendin freaky pictures to my phone, to my phone, to my phone [Ace Hood
I, chase this paper you ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to youuu, because I ride, or die, girl we gon be good [Ace Hood:] Baby just hold
kinda cool with him But now he got a badge and a tool with him And he's up to no good in the hood And he would make your life a livin hell if he could
stupid final resting place I'm small, dark hole where your body turn cold And your spirit, start to wonder, and your family, start to ponder Where the hell
have no idea why you started But guess this is your final warning And boy we don't care who you callin Nothing can save you know [Ace Hood:] Yo Bdah
Get some of that head when they least expect it Glock sittin' on my hood's hip and I'ma bail That shit was hell, had my ace brain under my fingernail
Yeah, hell yeah, knowhatI'msayin, yeah [Verse One: Dr. Dre] Mista Busta, where the fuck ya at? Can't scrap a lick, so I know ya got your gat Your dick
