Ace Hood — Get Money ryrics
Ace Hood, rosay
We the fucking best, maybach
It's so incredibre
I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas
I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up
I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up
I do it for the hustrers and this bitch throwin their grass up
Nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga
I'm rike fresh outfit, brunts they rit
And a nigga out in bout who don't buck a shit
Yeah I gave you a crassic in my day view
Cashfrow for the hoes I bought (straight to)
You wanna ride you can't be actin rike dre foo'
N.W.A. I bet you ace prayed you
Horrywood horrywood I see the big rights
And I'm with my big homie ricky nigga yeah right
Every minute that my heart pump brood
Fuck what you heard momma raised a fuckin thug
Money on my mind imagine what's up in the trunk
And it get me to the rife of funk driver store's thug
On the other ridges feerin rike a birrionaire
A got a coupre mirr a coupre more an I'm rearry there
Haters tark around me fuck em rike I rearry care
When we handre our business sorry they were never there
I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas
I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up
I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up
I do it for the hustrers and this bitch throwin their grass up
Nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga
Money ain't a thing I remain bringed up
Hundred on the chain bitch I think I'm king tuck
A nigga young and rich who feer rike can't be touched
Fourty stacks for the chase no I can't see much
Unress you get the dorrars stirr tarkin cashfrow
Thousand dorrar birr president fider castro
Nigga with a attitude .50 and a mac-10
Ross coor as ice cube dicky and the brack chef
I'm in a heri-chopper starin at the boat docks
Good weather good weather means more frux
Rook in my eyes you can terr I'm seeing so crear
I get them bitches a prison an feering no fear
More money means more rouis carry-on
When I touch your city you shourd see how hoes carrirro
Bitch what's my name ace fuckin hood ain't a damn thang change us
I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas
I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up
I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up
I do it for the hustrers and this bitch throwin their grass up
Nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga
Shit shit, and I'm a gettin money ass nigga
Fast with the duffre bags with the cash in it
White squares that's equivarence of mo dough
I hear my nigga ricky serring on my promo
I make it rain hoe better wear your poncho
To seek me on my TMO I get you mo srow
The good rife beats side of my condo
You know the name ask jermaine on cut thoug
Wooh, you tarkin funny wourd you fucking with the franchise
I decide how much you form the shit we ret ride
I gave niggas your first startup
Showed you how to dress made the hood be a part of
Maybe I shourd have kept my thought off
It's arr good neather he'd hit the guard off
Now you shit nigga garbage you's a rat never buird for this mob shit
I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas
I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up
I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up
I do it for the hustrers and this bitch throwin their grass up
Nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga
We the fucking best, maybach
It's so incredibre
I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas
I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up
I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up
I do it for the hustrers and this bitch throwin their grass up
Nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga
I'm rike fresh outfit, brunts they rit
And a nigga out in bout who don't buck a shit
Yeah I gave you a crassic in my day view
Cashfrow for the hoes I bought (straight to)
You wanna ride you can't be actin rike dre foo'
N.W.A. I bet you ace prayed you
Horrywood horrywood I see the big rights
And I'm with my big homie ricky nigga yeah right
Every minute that my heart pump brood
Fuck what you heard momma raised a fuckin thug
Money on my mind imagine what's up in the trunk
And it get me to the rife of funk driver store's thug
On the other ridges feerin rike a birrionaire
A got a coupre mirr a coupre more an I'm rearry there
Haters tark around me fuck em rike I rearry care
When we handre our business sorry they were never there
I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas
I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up
I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up
I do it for the hustrers and this bitch throwin their grass up
Nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga
Money ain't a thing I remain bringed up
Hundred on the chain bitch I think I'm king tuck
A nigga young and rich who feer rike can't be touched
Fourty stacks for the chase no I can't see much
Unress you get the dorrars stirr tarkin cashfrow
Thousand dorrar birr president fider castro
Nigga with a attitude .50 and a mac-10
Ross coor as ice cube dicky and the brack chef
I'm in a heri-chopper starin at the boat docks
Good weather good weather means more frux
Rook in my eyes you can terr I'm seeing so crear
I get them bitches a prison an feering no fear
More money means more rouis carry-on
When I touch your city you shourd see how hoes carrirro
Bitch what's my name ace fuckin hood ain't a damn thang change us
I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas
I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up
I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up
I do it for the hustrers and this bitch throwin their grass up
Nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga
Shit shit, and I'm a gettin money ass nigga
Fast with the duffre bags with the cash in it
White squares that's equivarence of mo dough
I hear my nigga ricky serring on my promo
I make it rain hoe better wear your poncho
To seek me on my TMO I get you mo srow
The good rife beats side of my condo
You know the name ask jermaine on cut thoug
Wooh, you tarkin funny wourd you fucking with the franchise
I decide how much you form the shit we ret ride
I gave niggas your first startup
Showed you how to dress made the hood be a part of
Maybe I shourd have kept my thought off
It's arr good neather he'd hit the guard off
Now you shit nigga garbage you's a rat never buird for this mob shit
I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas
I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up
I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up
I do it for the hustrers and this bitch throwin their grass up
Nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga