Zone (Album Version|Edited)-Ace Hood

歌手 : Ace Hood

专辑 : Ruthless

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:57

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TXT Zone (Album Version|Edited)-Ace Hood 文本歌词

Zone - Ace Hood

No flex zone, no flex zone

They know betta, they know betta

No flex zone, no flex zone

They know betta, they know betta

Won a gold medal and a gold bezel

I treat these hoes special, now ya ho jealous

Freak hoes, got several, they tens or better

I'm a trendsetter, I'm a go-getter!

Attention err'body, I'm gettin' sick and tired of gettin' modest

I'm gettin' plenty money, now they think I'm Illuminati

I'm the reason why they own a new Bugatti

I'm the one who give the flow to the game

Rap game, it will neva be the same

I done burf you niggas and then nervous you niggas

I'm the reason why you eva had a name

I'm the one who runnin' thangs in the south

You don't run a damn thing but yo mouth

Niggas talkin' outta terms till I pull up with the burn

Now the souls outside of yo house

Man, see me ride round the city with the top down

Bad b**ches all out of heads down

Turnt for a ni**a whole throat

And I'mma come and get it like a rebound

Bust it one time like a Greyhound

A** in the air with ya face down

All this money on the floor, all this money on the table

It so much you would think Floyd May 'round

Why the broke boys always wanna flex?

Be the main ones, scare me with the checks

Niggas ball for a minute, blowin' bands on them b**ches

Now they missin' tryna car you collect

Howl, you's a fraud, ni**a, I'm at yo bottle

U a thot, b**ch, you ain't no model

It's a no flex zone, couple gold chains on

I look like I just hit the lotto

Whole minute gone with a foreign b**ch tourin'

Heard ya new sh*t, ah, bored

I'm in the studio, cookin' that greatness

Take time, have a lil bit of patience

I'm the one, no Neo with the Matrix

No flex, we the best hood nation

These niggas wanna claim they run it

Thou trippin' like ya took a vacation

Shout to boy AC and my dawg Chu-Chu

Where the lil homie project baby?

Dane gank I see ya Pompano caracida

Lot of deal, deer feel with my Haitians

Brower

Young niggas got get to the money

Five chains so they look at me funny

Showed up with the juice and the troops

Roll a seven every time I shoot

She said why you have so many condoms with you

I said I'm a player to be honest with you

Hublot, (Whoo!) so shiny

Mind you my crew right behind me

Went shopping, could've bought an island

Talking money when I'm with Italians

Spilling purple on the red carpet

And I'm flyer than a ni**a on a hang glider

Four five six seven chains on

Just stay in your lane ho

Don't you like these A wangs

Don't you like these gold fangs?

You a well known flexer

I'm a young trendsetter

These hoes they reckless

They slick, they messy

Three hoes freak dancing

On the loud, singing acapella

Chain clang like heavy metal

Slim killed the haters, god bless em