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ace hood - the type lyrics

[verse 1:]
see me and just act like you don’t know a n-gga
i finessed the beat it’s just to show a n-gga
triple beaming scheming i’m a rap dealer
i’m the type who don’t condone a hoe n-gga
i’m the type to serve it like a bartender
i’m the type to sauce em in some margielas
i’m the type to get this sh-t from state to state
throw some 26s on a chevrolet
i’m the type to count that money everyday
dez bryant flow i’m born in 88
never gave a f-ck about what a hater say
you must not see these diamonds in this rollie face
i’m the type to give my problems all to god
i’m the type to keep it real it and never flaunt it
i’m the type to meditate my nerves bad
i’m the type to smoke an ounce of loud pack
i’m the type to pray and then’ll sin again
i’m the type who love to see his n-ggas win
i’m the type the streets look at for motivation
ain’t the type to snitch when interrogated
i’m the type to go and get my own dough
i’m the type to roll up got my own smoke
you the type who looking for a handout
always got some business bout what you heard about it
we the type of guy who kept it way realer
i be h-lla juugin off of paink!llers
whoa kemosabe, whoa kemosabe
you talk sl1ck to me then i might catch a body
hold up i’m focused, b-tch i’m the sh-t halitosis
please do control your emotions and do not jump in this ocean
you want bars well i’m doing prison time with this sh-t
you think it’s glamour and glitzen, we keep them hammers and sticks
the police don’t love us, they quick to shoot us and dig us a ditch
i’m the type if you talking i’ll smack you right in your sh-t
i’m on a dock with my n-ggas witnessing sinking your ship
and if you f-ck with my family i’ll send a bomb as a gift
for real though, real though
youngin k!lling for some stripes and pair of sh-ll toes
you do not want me to bring them to your front door
you do not want meet them haitians they are cutthroat
i think it’s funny n-ggas sleeping on the boy, woah
this that hand toss f-ck that digiorno
i think these n-ggas got me twisted like a cornrow
it’s hood nation b-tch and i’m the head honcho

- ace hood lyrics

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