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ACE HOOD lyrics - Starvation 3

Boyz N Da Hood (Lil' Nigga Pt. 2)

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[Hook:] Don't ruin yo life, don't ruin yo life Livin in this cold world, niggas dyin by the night Everyday another struggle, we just gotta keep fightin Lil nigga, lil nigga [Verse 1:] Hunnit round on the backseat Catch a nigga slippin on the back street Big fire loaded and it's ready Homies get it runnin like a track meet Young nigga tryna catch a body He don't even know what he started He don't give a fuck about nothing Trappin every day to Yo Gotti, fuck it! Horny 15 and they fuckin Projects livin with his cousin Mama on drugs and his daddy don't care Got a dirty glock boom, he a bust it And them lil niggas sellin trees Steady he enlist with the fiends Never follow rules and he barely go to school Drug test him and he wasn't even clean Lil nigga, lil nigga [Hook:] Don't ruin yo life, don't ruin yo life Livin in this cold world, niggas dyin by the night Everyday another struggle, we just gotta keep fightin Lil nigga, lil nigga [Verse 2:] All a young nigga know is murda Always know he's standin on the corner Big homie givin in the game Started with a ounce and a burner Fuck nigga runnin round lurkin Extend in the clip so 30 Creepin real slow in a reaper See a nigga peepin through the curtain Hold up, lil nigga fuckin up his life He just wanna earn some stripes Send him out shootin at another motherfucker When he see him man he says on sight, damn He don't really playin for the set He'd do anything for a check It's only two ways he gon end up goin Either prison or he's fuckin round dead Lil nigga, lil nigga [Hook:] Don't ruin yo life, don't ruin yo life Livin in this cold world, niggas dyin by the night Everyday another struggle, we just gotta keep fightin Lil nigga, lil nigga [Verse 3:] 4-5 niggas in a rental Duck boy, tints on the window Catch a few niggas at the corner store chillin and they plottin on how they gon kill em, man Lil nigga with em like fuck it Roll up on them niggas, start jumpin Before they even know it everybody hit the ground Goddamn it's like they seen this shit comin Woa! Smash on the gas, nigga hurry Heart beatin fast, niggas worried Never leave evidence, never leave fingerprints on a car these niggas so dirty Black car caught them at a light They ain't even know it 6 masked goonies and the clips on fully Hot dog and they startin unloadin [Hook:] Don't ruin yo life, don't ruin yo life Livin in this cold world, niggas dyin by the night Everyday another struggle, we just gotta keep fightin Lil nigga, lil nigga Don't ruin yo life, don't ruin yo life Lil nigga, lil nigga Lil nigga, lil nigga Lil nigga, lil nigga

Guerrilla

JUVENILE "Tha G-Code"
[talking] [B.G.] What's up, Juvie [Juvenile] What's happenin', B.Geezy [B.G.] I'm chillin'. Me, I don't like them old bitch ass niggas [Juvenile] I don't like them bitch ass niggas either [B.G.] They better get tha fuck from 'round here [Juvenile] Rattin' motherfucker [B.G.] Nigga, come on my set, I'ma feel disrespect Now they gon' get they issue, they done walked into that No vest ain't gon' protect you The shit that's in my clique gon' sail through your chest fool I'm tellin' you I'ma bring drama, chaos, nothin' less When I'm ridin' 'round your set, it's a nigga best eject Nigga, like a rain storm, your whole block get wet All it take is one to tha head, bahdi-by-by, you rest Solja-Rees and 'Bauds, that is how I'm dressed I represent to tha fullest, nigga, in a Rolex Roamin' on tha streets, Feds got a warrant for my arrest Fuck that, I'm just a nigga they gon' have ta catch I kick a nigga momma door in if he tryin' ta hide And then I put one in his mom head if I don't get mine You could call it what you wanna, but that's how I play it Now play with me, I got a K, and watch how quick I spray it [Chorus] [Juvenile] I don't even want them niggas comin' 'round no more I don't even want them niggas fuckin' with our hoes [B.G.] I don't even want them niggas hangin' on our block I don't even want them niggas scorin' out our shop [Juvenile] I don't even want them niggas comin' 'round no more I don't even want them niggas fuckin' with our hoes [B.G.] Man, I don't even want them niggas ridin' down our block I don't even want them niggas lookin' at our shop [Juvenile] You don't know you're not suppose ta be around these parts You don't know you goin' in and you might get caught You be tryin' ta get some information out these broads Tryin' ta find out where a nigga hide his stash and cars It's niggas like you that be gettin' niggas like me stuck It's niggas like you that be givin' niggas like me up I'm tryin' ta figure if you work for tha police or what You plobly hangin' 'round a nigga 'cause you need a buck They got dope around tha projects, and it leads to us Feds know we ain't be sellin' nothin' but ki's and up Rattin', I gotcha I'm lookin' for ya with MAC-10's ta pop ya You never thought that I would do that ta stop ya That lil' man was surprised to have you like I gotcha See me empty every clip out of my chopper You gon' get caught up 'cause you keep fuckin' with poppa... poppa [Chorus] [Juvenile] I don't even want them niggas comin' 'round no more I don't even want them niggas fuckin' with our hoes [B.G.] Man, I don't even want them niggas hangin' on our block I don't even want them niggas scorin' out our shop [Juvenile] I don't even want them niggas comin' 'round no more I don't even want them niggas fuckin' with our hoes [B.G.] Man, I don't even want them niggas ridin' down our block And I betta not catch them niggas hangin' 'round our shop [B.G.] Wodie, are you ready ta get this beef cookin' 'Cause once it's on tha stove, get on your shit because I'm lookin' You betta know I ain't gonna let a nigga disrespect my clique And I ain't gon' let a nigga come and take my shit That'll make me look like a stone cold bitch So ain't no way I ain't gon' grab my K and let my shit spit When I spin the ben I don't give a fuck who gets split If you get hit... it's all on you if you innocent It's game we play, and it's hectic If you ain't got a vest, you ain't protected With pussy-niggas... my block's infested So one by one, they all gon' get rested Me and my others' dog act a ass, ho When I hit you all in your face, your casket is closed You came 'round tha wrong hood and got that ass burnt Nigga thought it was all good and got that ass burnt... that ass burnt [Chorus] [Juvenile] I don't even want them niggas comin' 'round no more I don't even want these niggas hangin' 'round my door [B.G.] I don't even want these niggas hangin' 'round our block I don't even want these niggas scorin' out our shop [Juvenile] I don't even want these niggas comin' 'round no more I don't even want these niggas tryin' ta come ta score [B.G.] I don't even want these niggas hangin' 'round our block I don't even want these niggas scorin' out our shop [Juvenile] I don't even want these niggas comin' 'round no more Look, I don't even want you niggas fuckin' with our hoes [B.G.] I don't even want you niggas ridin' down my block I don't even betta not catch you niggas lookin' at my shop, nigga [B.G. + Juvenile talking] [B.G.] Ha-ha [Juvenile] What up, what up [B.G.] Old bitch-ass, ruckus Fuck, did y'all just jumped off tha porch Ass-niggas betta stay... your mother fuckin' ass back [Juvenile] Turnin' state Motherfucker 'round here turnin' state, ha You're rattin' on a nigga, ha We gonna get your motherfuckin' ass [B.G.] How ya luv that [Juvenile] Askin' my old lady where tha dope at, ha Follow her again, bitch, I'ma catch ya [B.G.] Uh-huh Fuckin' with tha B.Geezy [Juvenile] I got a cake baked for ya [B.G.] Nigga, Juvie [Juvenile] We got a cake baked for ya

Chicken Heads

Lil' Cease "The Wonderful World of Cease A Leo"
featuring Blake C Jay Z Mr. Bristal [Blake C] What you sayin'? Roc A Fella (uh huh) Gener al (uh huh) B.I.G. (right on) QB (that show nuff right on) Fuck niggas wanna do man (nothing) See Cease A Leo (huh) I'm for the kids (right) Sometimes we gotta get gutter on this motherfuckers y'know It's how we do it (yeah) Feel me baby? Yo yo stay away from 38 tech nines and shotty I wanna move swift, but don't blow like John Gotty I'm something to watch, like the paparazzi Hard to copy, shock waves can't stop me Got dogs big as Bruce Smith to block me It's Blake on the grape, pouring ya juice, tickle your weight Just might be, politely, leave your man to ache The guns are dirty? You know I double check the safe I take it all, still be the last to escape Kick It like Q-Tip, we get it killed for a few chips Got a new whip, new house, got a new zip code Watch the stroll, little Ace A soldier that was born to roll I love God and you know I got soul To sell around the globe and more Bank than Tower Dime just rewind-a, it was hard to find her Found out my niggas got right behind her (Overlappin last line) [Mr. Bristal] Y'all niggas got dick bricks, scared to grab the fifth But I done did that, recognize the clique Back round six-four times, fellas and shit Make mils off the stories that we tellin' and shit 'Til I said to myself My life is betta than this I wanna party, live it up, pop Don and Cris In a lake with a waterproof on my wrist Been a professional, now I'm starting to mix We rhyme to kick tricks, for kids, I bring it where ya live Run up in your crip, tie up your wife and kids Send my man out, G, pissed off a ten-year bid We live this real street life And that's word to B.I.G. (uh) I'm the type to analyze ya (what) Move swift like Kaiser (uh) My appearance suprise ya (yeah) About 5'4 , my .45 is live (uh, uh) Don't ya get live? Never judge your man by size (uh, yo) [Chorus] I'ma do my thang, I'ma do my thang Do I do my thang, I'ma do my thang Watch me do my thang, I'ma do my thang For my niggaz, do my thang, I'ma do my thang Uh, do my thang, I'ma do my thang Do I do my thang, I'ma do my thang Watch me do my thang, I'ma do my thang For my niggaz, Brooklyn [Lil' Cease] Yo, yo, yo, yo This my war I ride for lick one in the sky for Get back everything that my nigga die for Since his death, many steps and many left Niggas owe money, yo, niggas can't pay a penny less Cease got the squeeze, I'ma let these fuckers know BK style, my niggas Love the Dough About six hard years, eleven months ago We was all puffin' 'dro, nowhere to go Now I get dough, get low, let a slug blow Cops say Got evidence? Let the dog go Here's the answer, you fucking with Leo Ganza Nigga's coke so raw, you gon need a sampler Niggas better be as wise as me or die like me Or go see the board then and frown like me Got niggas takin' pictures throwin' pies on me Motherfuckers' All Eyez On Me Whatever happened to Brook-lawn? Better yet, Crook-lawn? Niggas even look wrong, niggas get hooked on Picture me making a shook song No, I know the wars we took on Niggas better get gone [Jay Z] Yeah, flow sicker on every record Watch Sean, glock nine, nigga, heavy necklace Watch mine, about to make niggas very jealous Ice in every letter, untouchable, can't fuck with duke Thug spit, arms shake, who I'm gon play With the CEO of the coke on Broadway, huh? Never heard so many choices from one man I make bitches, fuck it, I make the gun jam Flows like sniffin' a hundred grams o' Cocaine raw, rip your whole brain off, uh Make it real easy to lift your chain off BK style (what), see Jay how (uh) We don't play fair, we play foul Go head, stand there, we spray crowds Live from the 7-1-8 If there ever was one great I'm him, nigga, times three [Chorus to end]

Hell's Kitchen

ANDRE NICKATINA "Hell's Kitchen"
"My line of work is considered by some to be a... a tumor on society, be careful Mr. Magenta there are benign tumors, and there are others, that are very malignant..." [Saafir] Ay-ay, Ay-ay (Saaf Bizzle) Ay-ay, Ay-ay (Saaf Bizzle, Nickatina) Yo Mothafucka in here with some real Nickatine man... [Andre Nickatina] When the gat would hit, then the rhyme would spit Gun nailed you to the crucifix I ain't new improved man I'm true to this Ain't nothin you can do to this Chicken beg, mislead, caught a shot to the head Instead we get high as a mothafuckin nigga yeah wit no dreads, no dreads I get to plugging that, who Thuggin that Gotta go drop a bug in that Post up where the drugs is at Yeah mothafucka where the lovin at My computer brain is on high octane Ripping like a rocket man Block it try to stop it man You'll end up in my pocket man Bust like a bullet in a watermelon What's the CD there you're selling Better not be mine or mothafucka you gon' start to yelling Fillmore rap academy, Bustin right at your sanity Ammo and artillery, clock a major salary Charge just like a battery, for assault and battery Dead just like a battery, from this major battery [Saafir] I bang that West Oakland my colors the silver and black Raider nigga got his stripes from the barber shop where the filmed "The Mack" Nigga I got them rules on my shirt and I'm deep in this game All angles spittin it so niggas don't get it confused with the fame Let me tap that blackness on your eyeball like "What the fuck you lookin at?" Then I got to remember, I'm strizzled and sacked and saucy off smack Bitch I ain't no contender, I been holding these championship rings Ammunition and big faces mothafucka I been "Ladeem" Niggas on the turf on American soil, gettin this American green Niggas hate 'cause I'm skyscraping the small shelf Bull pit cigarettes I promise a hospital harness, to be taken the farthest from this life Nickatine and Saafir, Sizzaline is the farthest on this mic [Andre Nickatina] Walked out of court doin major bragging Bruce Lee down like danger dragon Blue jeans doin some major sagging Freak can bump hard in the station wagon Hot heavy and ready Garlic bread with the spaghetti Do it like Bo-Bo, with a fo-fo Ty fo-fo, Ty fo-fo Write to the gods like it's legendary Some might think its imaginary In the rap game freak I popped the cherry What you gotta say about that Keep it live a 45 number 2 pencil Get my solo wave, for the perfect gangsta instrumental, ya feel me Check it, load me up and then cock me back Then come right back with the counter rap He's bustin raps till he collapse Or at least until his chest plate crack [Saafir] I ain't one of these bitch ass niggas that ain't from the town that spit what he don't do But I'ma let him bumble a little more then I'ma hip all my niggas to you You lyin about tryna be high that ain't fire that you spittin Purple haze a fake crook get cooked and burnt and baked the fuck up in Hell's Kitchen I ain't one of these bitch ass niggas that ain't from the town that spit what he don't do But I'ma let him bumble a little more then I'ma hip all my niggas to you You lyin about tryna be high that ain't fire that you spittin Purple haze a fake crook get cooked and burnt and baked the fuck up in Hell's Kitchen I know at his next show he'll be slipping, 'cause his guns ain't clicking He tryna shine like stadium lights I'ma leave this nigga ice dripping With some real heat star 6-70 For a bitch ass Hollywood nigga that wanna become a star that's heavenly It's not hard, you can depend on me, Serving niggas like you, I'm the epitome Only difference I don't drink much And mothafuckas get deeply touched That think I give a fuck tryna get money but shit if you gotta get hit I'll dump your face off Have your ass under the Astroturf of some shit Crack that weak Halloween mask and stab your ass in a pumpkin, I'm dumping West Oakland...Saaf Bizzle... "Finished with the assignment, beautiful, excellent work, great work..."

SouthSide Niggas

SILKK THE SHOCKER "Made Man"
(feat. C-Murder) [Silkk the Shocker] Yeah I got love for the world, east, west, north I gotta do this one for the hood, ya heard me So when ya'll ask me where I'm from This is where I'm from So fake niggas don't ask me no shit [MP] Man what the fuck you mean where I'm from nigga You know where I'm from and how I come No Limit nigga represent it cuz I'm in it Check this shit out gangster made No Limit Southside, we be them southside niggas From the southside, we be them southside niggas [3X] [C-Murder] I'm a killer from New Orleans Smoking weed, selling quarters Tru niggas count bank leave you dead up in a stank ask the colonel I'm the captain of this motherfucking army young niggas getting killed if they try to fuck they homie ask the world if we bout it ask my block if I'm rowdy No limit tatted on my arm Only dead niggas doubt it niggas fighting on my verse when i mothafucking curse from the ghetto to the clubs all i see is mean mugs From the southside, we dem southside niggas [4X] [Silkk the Shocker] picture me giving fuck about these niggas feelings mean mugs nigga ain't nothing but 7 figure thugs and niggas still fighting in clubs nigga, what Say the wrong words talking bout throw yo hood up and matter a fact that bitch whoa now, throwing up the third nigga nigga nigga, two guns usually how i walked the streets take everything steep that means i don't be flossing no beats So i give a fuck if you do, give a fuck if you don't like'em I say Ahhhh and everybody start fighting, ( What's Up ) nigga murder murder and kill kill the shit is real guard yo grill nigga what, straps up niggas getting they caps filled I'm thugged out niggas fight till the blood out nigga used to be playing in the clubhouse now he comin out the drug house nigga what it's Dirty South Ya heard about nigga murder clout we ain't playing nigga what cha saying we can squash it we can go the dirty route nigga what knuckle up knuckle up if you fake knowing ya get snuck if you ain't from here don't throw that shit up South Side From the southside, we dem southside niggas [4X] [Silkk the Shocker] Ain't right in this bitch I'm trying to get hype in this bitch fuck some shit up have my niggas fighting and shit you fuck with me that shits likely to happen nigga I'm a mothafucking thug nigga i don't really like to be rapping I'm from the mothafucking city where niggas like to be jacking I don't play low i play right in the middle of shit cuz i like to be scrapping we ain't nothing but some southside motherfucking niggas, so i come thru I'm coming thru with some southside niggas come with us motherfuckers respected or check it you know how we do it come thru motherfucker we used to it southside niggas, what southside, we be some southside niggas southside, we be some southside niggas southside, we be

Hip Hop

GP Wu "Don't Go Against the Grain"
one two, one two, one shot, one two, last shot make the sound rock [hip hop, hip hip hop] it's all about, it's all about [hip hop, hip hip hop] yo, who that fake pro, tryna fuck wit my hoe? peep I'm killing for them hips continuously my rap is g-a-m-e vocals'll get u stymied got locals running wit me freeloaders tryna get me but that's my shorty I got her running through this planet, just like a bandit but I don't trust her, cuz she a hustla she living for that loot like me, that's why she mine [hip hop, hip hip hop] she screwing anybody worth a high dollar sign but what I like about her is she flips it, [hip hop] that's why I keeps it on my own thought, she peeps it, keeps them a secret until I manifest them through her, allowing her to give it to ya cuz when I screw her, she holla I take her to the finest places [hip hop, hip hip hop] just so I can meet some other pretty faces, my g leave no traces niggas be talking bout my chicks around the globe natural nouns in the eyes, diamond verbs in the lows [hip hop] many stories told, a lot is made up I know my shorty tricking, been wit her ten years, I know she laid up wit, them nondescript, brothas who know they shit [hip hop, hip hip hop] even a few females came to her with the clit [hip hop] they got her open but its niggas like me that keep her focused she'll fuck em, but never fall for jokers now peep the science, my hip hop is defiant? never! I kick out this lab [hip hop] in any weather [hip hop] for real [you get the fuck out you fucking bitch ass muthafucka no you get the fuck out nigga get the fuck out fuck you fucking bitch ass nigga] [don't stop, don't stop] [hip hop, hip hip hop] yo my name I hip hop I be that nigga y'all tryna stop but before I go, I'm letting all y'all know this ain't even how it was supposed to be I put myself on this map so we can enjoy that what the deal niggas? it seems like rap is out to get me [hip hop, hip hip hop] he used to be my man until he started acting shifty occasionally, he showed love, it was bug cuz one day he went from being a nice guy to superthug he caught the fever, felonies to misdemeanors on top of that a date rape charge in Argentina [hip hop] the meaner he got, the more records he sold started disrespecting everybody, and went gold [hip hop, hip hip hop] to platinum, I seen him, said yo son, what's happening? nothing going on but gun clappin, he replied. as I'm looking at him dead in his eyes I seen the devil himself in physical disguise I had to get him out my cipher, my only chance was my nine wont be gone before that ass is mine he thought the same thoughts that I thought before I started reaching he pulled out the tech and started screeching [hip hop, hip hip hop] oh shit, son, that nigga hip hop just got hit up [hip hop] word is bond, that nigga just hit the floor cold [hip hop, hip hip hop] aw, look at that shit [hip hop] hip hop was dying, I had to give him mouth to mouth resuscitation they left him for dead, only played him on one station I drug him to my lab, grabbed the pen and the pad wasn't sure he would make it, these MCs fucked him up bad fed him guns and drugs, laced him up in gear worn by so-called thugs had him hanging out in fucked up clubs he lost his glow, only 17 addicted to blow [hip hop hip hip hop hip] hip hop started a riot at every major show every time he lost his head another partygoer end up dead he tried to blame it on what MCs said they held him responsible, charged him as an adult [hip hop, hip hip hop] the billboard battlers, they beat his ass to a pulp his man rap started fucking with r b left a nigga low, he talking bout I'm strictly in it for the money he couldn't beat him, he joined him started the east coast-west coast conflict record sales boom, that's where he made his profit as he lay on my floor to the next one, and thinking [hip hop, hip hip hop] will what he helped to create help destroy him? he wondered if he reaches his 21st without getting banned in year 2000 [hip hop] he'll be a man, old enough to make a stand [to the old school and the new school: it's time we get this hip hop shit to the next horizon. ya nahmean? because them other cats got a new kind of game plan for us so we must over overwhelm that shit that shit. and bring it and bring it full-fledged full-fledged to the next millenium. you know? and and and GP GP for the 90's and beyond we here to bring y'all that shit man. we here to bring y'all that shit that's gonna keep y'all rocking and rocking throughout throughout pump us loud baby. word up] (reps and shoutouts)

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