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It's so

Ace

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

And a pistol where ya stay
Act like I don't where you lay
Betta act right fo' I get
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 shiver he naked in a river
Matter fact I'm a him in the river
Come and get him when winter
holla back, I'm gutta, I done told ya that

Rock boy bitch bags
Say you movin' them of crack
See nigga you a lie Pac is back
Man you all crap

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

You ain't round here
all that shit
Talkin' 'bout you get all them
I'm a have to round your way
Nigga I'm you all too fake

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 automatic

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

Fuck niggas and they don't think
That I know where lay duct tape they face
Pop pop, unload that K then we leave em and we
'em in a of days

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

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

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

And a pistol where ya stay
Act like I know where you lay
Betta act fo' I get uptight
Act up I'm a let the spray

Now who am I? Mothafuckas know
When I pull up in that
They know it's over
Big holes in ya body coasters

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

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

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

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

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