Luyện nghe bài hát Face Good

[Intro - Ace


See what you have is that movement my
Flo Rida
Ace homie

- Flo Rida]
You my, face good while they ask me on deck
Flo Rida and Ace because the ghetto got
My face good, my good in the hood
My good

You my, face good while they ask me on deck
Flo and Ace because the ghetto got next
My face good, my face in the hood
My face

From the streets, to the block, to the trap, to the
I never got a problem let me get you
My face good, my face in the hood
My face
Hey

1 - Ace Hood]

1988 birthed a fucking G
I tell her fuck a bottle me Hennessy to drink
The drink allowed to put me in my deeper sleep
Wake up in the morning on the corner no school for me
Nigga them peaches that be preaching
Serving work and trees, had a card, hella stacks
And only seventeen, my face is good in the
I was serving
A real nigga they salute you when you getting
The niggas on the block toting .17s
The AR is tucked in side of my denim
So show your past or get stretched a flat screen
I'm certified and to ride, I am the streets

[Verse 2 - Ace

I'm in butter pecan Beamer creeping through the hood
Got to keep it gutter, motherfuckers knew a would
But I got a pass courtesy of me and face
In the of my city, block in my damn hood
Where niggas take your for free like a canned good
I'm certified, me and Flo Rida hood
Better state your when you stepping through a man's hood
Or you get caught up with them choppers, you dead holmes
even in the middle of the hood you got a dead zone
Red zone, fake face do head gone
I'm from the city die to pay a cell phone
It ain't right, that's life, get your on

[Verse 3 - Ace

And I was the low key posted by the front door
Young dreadlock niggas rocking them Dickies and a
Got a house of red band, forced to me on the porch
Well look, I don't give a fuck because these crackers show no
Trying to a nigga murder but never heard of the source
ask me where I got the weed from
Then I and feed some
Trying to put my prints all on a clean gun
A real nigga born to be a snitch
knew I'd be rich
But the made ki's
And since legit a stayed in the mix
Never on a bitch
So the know shit
Payed my dues to the real, I was with the bricks