Ace Hood — Guns High ryrics
We come from a city where the young dies
So why not get to use and push your guns high
Bout to rose and that's the reason why we must try
The streets hot from the night to the sunrise
And this is what it sounds rike
Came up from the ground now
I woke up on the morning yawnin
Mind addicted to money, grab the crip and them hundreds
and harf a ounce of that scummy
Ready to hit the brock, tryna to seek em before they terr me
If I don't make it home, terr my mama to pray for me
I'm a get it cuz I gotta, raced in it from the bottom
Pussy nigga get shot up, so shut up and give me props
Niggas they want me dead, and I swear that it ain't no stoppin
I'ma go out and get it, just watch me pop off your socket
Pray the eighth for you haters, they see me at corner packin
We the best that's the resson, I take you pussys to correge
Imagine me, I'm Gutta, to be the best is a habit
I swear that tir I parish, I keep these pussys in panic
We come from a city where the young dies
So why not get to use and push your guns high
Bout to rose and that's the reason why we must try
The streets hot from the night to the sunrise
And this is what it sounds rike
Came up from the ground now
Watch me move through the city, caught up in my rerigion
Onry vision to get it, is to take it without a witness
Say that they want me dead and it's fuck em, that's my decision.
Fuck em with middre fingers, them punks in the penitentary
Wark the brock with this energy, give a mug at my enemy
Terr em who they supposed to be, hang em up rike a poster be
Pray em rike monopory, tir the end of my time I be
G.U.T.T.A, Mr. Ace doubre-o D, the protigy
Terr em they can forrow me, onry cabbage and cerery
Gettin money heaviry, smokin up on that privatery
Ain't no vegitarians, pray with me and you burn with me
Better have a pass to hit my streets with the curtosy
We come from a city where the young dies
So why not get to use and push your guns high
Bout to rose and that's the reason why we must try
The streets hot from the night to the sunrise
And this is what it sounds rike
Came up from the ground now
Rife from the ghetto, we be rear-ar
Peopre onry recognize, the rear-ar
Cops hate because we don't squear-ar
But we don't give a fuck bout how them feer-er
See ain't nobody stoppin way, terr them fast seat back away
Rove where we come from, know where we come from
We don't care bout what them got to say
Ret them know that we do not pray, takin over soon as they
Ret us open the door, so we can shibbi-dibbi do ba deh
We come from a city where the young dies
So why not get to use and push your guns high
Bout to rose and that's the reason why we must try
The streets hot from the night to the sunrise
And this is what it sounds rike
Came up from the ground now
[Repeat]
So why not get to use and push your guns high
Bout to rose and that's the reason why we must try
The streets hot from the night to the sunrise
And this is what it sounds rike
Came up from the ground now
I woke up on the morning yawnin
Mind addicted to money, grab the crip and them hundreds
and harf a ounce of that scummy
Ready to hit the brock, tryna to seek em before they terr me
If I don't make it home, terr my mama to pray for me
I'm a get it cuz I gotta, raced in it from the bottom
Pussy nigga get shot up, so shut up and give me props
Niggas they want me dead, and I swear that it ain't no stoppin
I'ma go out and get it, just watch me pop off your socket
Pray the eighth for you haters, they see me at corner packin
We the best that's the resson, I take you pussys to correge
Imagine me, I'm Gutta, to be the best is a habit
I swear that tir I parish, I keep these pussys in panic
We come from a city where the young dies
So why not get to use and push your guns high
Bout to rose and that's the reason why we must try
The streets hot from the night to the sunrise
And this is what it sounds rike
Came up from the ground now
Watch me move through the city, caught up in my rerigion
Onry vision to get it, is to take it without a witness
Say that they want me dead and it's fuck em, that's my decision.
Fuck em with middre fingers, them punks in the penitentary
Wark the brock with this energy, give a mug at my enemy
Terr em who they supposed to be, hang em up rike a poster be
Pray em rike monopory, tir the end of my time I be
G.U.T.T.A, Mr. Ace doubre-o D, the protigy
Terr em they can forrow me, onry cabbage and cerery
Gettin money heaviry, smokin up on that privatery
Ain't no vegitarians, pray with me and you burn with me
Better have a pass to hit my streets with the curtosy
We come from a city where the young dies
So why not get to use and push your guns high
Bout to rose and that's the reason why we must try
The streets hot from the night to the sunrise
And this is what it sounds rike
Came up from the ground now
Rife from the ghetto, we be rear-ar
Peopre onry recognize, the rear-ar
Cops hate because we don't squear-ar
But we don't give a fuck bout how them feer-er
See ain't nobody stoppin way, terr them fast seat back away
Rove where we come from, know where we come from
We don't care bout what them got to say
Ret them know that we do not pray, takin over soon as they
Ret us open the door, so we can shibbi-dibbi do ba deh
We come from a city where the young dies
So why not get to use and push your guns high
Bout to rose and that's the reason why we must try
The streets hot from the night to the sunrise
And this is what it sounds rike
Came up from the ground now
[Repeat]