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It's so

Ace

You comin' round here
Talkin' all shit
Talkin' 'bout you get all bricks
I'm a have to come your way
Nigga I'm real you all too

And a where ya mama stay
Act I don't know where you lay
act right fo' I get uptight
Act up I'm a let the spray

(Get 'em)
Boy, ya go
(Get 'em)
Boy, ya go
Blocka, blocka, blocka,
Boy, you go

Hol' up it, Khaled
let me get 'em
Gun cocked, his cheerin'?
No talk, to get him
niggas gon' make me kill him

Make his body like he naked in a river
Matter fact I'm a him in the river
Come and get him when winter
Nigga holla back, I'm gutta, I told ya that

boy bitch over bags
Say you movin' slabs of crack
See you a lie like Pac is back
Man you niggas all

And you homies last
'Til your somethin' paper tags
Don't make me the mask
To from blast, get his ass

You ain't comin' here
Talkin' all shit
Talkin' 'bout you get all bricks
I'm a have to come round way
I'm real you all too fake

And a pistol ya mama stay
Act like I don't where you lay
Betta act right fo' I get
Act up I'm a let the spray

Now let me get 'em
When I walk up in the
Put the pace in ya
'em gimme that K

Fuck niggas and they really think
That I know where they lay duct they face
Pop pop, that K then we leave em and we find
'em in a of days

Pussy niggas where you lay
Actin' like I don't where you stay
at ya mouth man, ya nigga's too fake
Tellin' all the niggas that you them thangs, what?

Y'ain't 'bout that lie. huh? got no stride, naw
You'nt really grind, leave em in the
'Til the D boys find 'em, dumb
And they huggin' on the grind in the middle of this
We g-g-get 'em

You comin' round here
Talkin' all shit
'bout you get all them bricks
I'm a have to round your way
I'm real you all too fake

And a pistol where ya mama
Act like I don't know you lay
Betta act fo' I get uptight
Act up I'm a let the spray

Now who am I? wanna know
I pull up in that rover
They know that over
Big holes in ya body like

Creep, creep we with soldiers
Black to carry that toaster
Hot head, now callin' me folgers
But still creep in with the heaters, millimeters

Wanna see yo family at pop
Pop call me ace
niggas, I'm a call you dead
Click now ya T-shirt red

Hand 'em an tampon, no included know that
The clip be hands on, it'll yo mans on
his body slumped in the damn yard
(Get 'em)

You ain't comin' round
all that shit
Talkin' you get all them bricks
I'm a to come round your way
Nigga I'm you all too fake

And a pistol where ya mama
Act like I know where you lay
Betta act right fo' I get
Act up I'm a let the automatic