automatic spray Get them Boy there he go Get them Boy there he go Get them Blocker, blocker, blocker, blocker Boy there he go Get them Boy there he go Get
' that crazy old weak assed shit And after all of that She still walked away How ya gonna diss your boy To get some play? And when I stepped to him about
me? niggas be on tv struttin' hard and in the hood the same niggas that be gettin' robbed ya heard me? you might hear i get shot but i don't get robbed
down (Set or strip, it's money to get, nigga) Burn one down And I'm gonna burn one down (Dutch or wood, club or hood, nigga) Burn one down And I'm gonna
it,(damage) nothing like the joker something like the ace so you can tell the king to go and poke it in the face (go tell him) with the six inch blade
come again, the gold diggas trying to get paid Wanna trick the rich old niggas, trying to get laid She'll suck his dick as soon as she meet him Don't
mainstream And make it big b-b-big b-b-baby So maybe the eighties made me crazy I've been tryin' to get my weight up since the ace Slim Shady Gave me
We the Best, Ace Hood, cut the motherfucking check nigga [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Yo Gotti] I'm going loco with the cake, I think I lost my mind Get Emmitt
it need to get a job Get the fuck up off my neck, Senator Barack Whatever that you do, look, don't get caught That stash get low, ya ass might get bought
' other niggas was laughin' In my hood it ain't good, niggas get what they deserve That Mauseberg 500 lay em' on the curb All cause him and them had
I'ma rob you in Compton and blast you in Miami Then we gon' creep to South Central On a Street Knowledge mission, as I steps in the temple Spot him, got him
[Intro - Ace Hood] Ace Hood, homie Gutta Gutta Ace Hood Brisco, let's go [Chorus - Ace Hood & Brisco] [Ace Hood] Because I got my cash on check My swag
homo I keep it solo but I will never fall Now every call that I get the money is so involved Two stacks or better, it's easy cheddar to hit the mall I get
(Chorus) whenever we meet, out on the streets (pow - pow - pow - pow) good for him he's gutta - gutta - gutta -gutta (and then alot of talking/noise) (
snippe me The catch, they don't wanna stop at the brother man But then they'll have an accident and pick up another man I went to the bank to cash my cheque I get
run everythin' We run the streets, the radio and the club All of the above Yes, yes All the above Oh, oh, oh All the above Oh, oh, oh Yeah, Mr. Him
bitches actin like you YO Razor blade toenails cut holes inside tube socks Golden platinum things unstainable I chew rocks Slipe wit type digital soup deflect bullets Black hooded
