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ace hood - roseries lyrics

gotta be heaven for a g man
real sh-t uh

neck full of rosaries
people say that i’m superst-tious
grippin’ onto my jesus piece
chopper sleepin’ right next to me

pray to god my soul to keep
keep my homeboys out the streets
keep my bad hoes on the leash
when i die bury me with a neck full of rosaries
with a neck full of rosaries

going down nothing less than g
do this sh-t for my family
shining hard like i’m ’posed to be
bury me in my rosary

g cold in my blood line
free my n-gg-s who doin’ time
drop cool about 6 t
gun dirty but my d-ck clean
lost my dog when i was 17
knuckle head, he so dope to things
swear to god this sh-t hurt my dog
swear to god i went awol
n-gg- wonder why i keep my fire tuck
believe in god but don’t pray enough
jesus piece all flooded up
just talked to mom, she say she pray for us
if i die tonight, tell my b-tch to keep her p-ssy tight
tell my n-gg-s they my n-gg-s to the end
yea n-gg- that’s fo’ life
keep my homies at the street life
and again, you gotta eat, right?
money long with the pockets tight
kinda hard for me to sleep at night
paranoid but i’m flashin’ lights
no one’s f-ck n-gg-s want your life
p-ssy n-gg- i ain’t the type
real n-gg-s gon feel me, right?

neck full of rosaries
people say that i’m superst-tious
grippin’ onto my jesus piece
chopper sleepin’ right next to me

pray to god my soul to keep
keep my homeboys out the streets
keep my bad hoes on the leash
when i die bury me with a neck full of rosaries
with a neck full of rosaries

going down nothing less than g
do this sh-t for my family
shining hard like i’m ’posed to be
bury me in my rosary

aye there n-gg- tryna get rich
aye there n-gg- f-ck a new b-tch
who that is in that brand new whip?
new watch with the brand new clip
every day have a jewel for my daughter
penthouse by the boats in the water
baby momma still trippin’ regardless
you f-ck n-gg-s still talkin’ that out of
till i grab the thing and then i click clack
no killa but the weirda n-gg- hung at
scared of who? i’m in the city with the top back
yea i know you p-ssy n-gg-s really ain’t that
and i’m still with my n-gg-s
bad b-tch come f-cks with a n-gg-
b-tch i’m on tv but i steer no careless

if i die tonight, tell my b-tch to keep her p-ssy tight
tell my n-gg-s they my n-gg-s to the end
yea n-gg- that’s fo’ life
keep my homies at the street life
and again, you gotta eat, right?

my rosary my rosary my rosary..

neck full of rosaries
people say that i’m superst-tious
grippin’ onto my jesus piece
chopper sleepin’ right next to me

pray to god my soul to keep
keep my homeboys out the streets
keep my bad hoes on the leash
when i die bury me with a neck full of rosaries
with a neck full of rosaries

going down nothing less than g
do this sh-t for my family
shining hard like i’m ’posed to be
bury me in my rosary..

- ace hood lyrics

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