ft meek mill ace hood - goin down (ft. meek mill) - ace hood lyrics
[intro]
real n-gg-s came to party
ace hood
real n-gg-s came to party
[hook: ace hood & meek mill]
i say lord, have mercy, all i wanted was a beamer
had no pot to p-ss in now i’m livin’ thankin’ jesus
now my rollie flooded i’m not talkin’ ’bout katrina
know i run my city, couple thousand from my sneakers
it’s goin’ down (it’s goin’ down)
it’s goin’ down (it’s goin’ down)
burn the kush, on some rockets, goin’ down (it’s goin’ down)
it’s goin’ down (it’s goin’ down)
it’s goin’ down (it’s goin’ down)
bad b-tches bring the whips it’s goin’ down
[verse 1: ace hood]
okay, happy birthday, n-gg-, every day i’m getting’ cake
what’s the day? it’s tuesday, b-tch i might blow 100k
f-ck that n-gg-, they sleepin’, it’s a must i raise the stakes
can’t play with a n-gg-, no way – my drop is white as mayonnaise
holy sh-t, better watch your b-tch – frito lay, gotta stack them chips
keep that tool on depot sh-t, and i keep two clips if a n-gg- do trip
boy you talk, i get money – ridin’ around in that new 600
we them young n-gg-s on the block who run it
evil knievel, bro, we stuntin’ – okay
millionaire n-gg-, i got diamonds on my d-ck
boy, my swagger dope, i’m talkin’ 20 kilo bricks
just bought me an aston and it came with a spanish b-tch
diamonds got me froze like a ps3 glitch
[hook: ace hood & meek mill]
[verse 2: meek mill]
okay, i go in in my beast mode – rappin’ n-gg-s i eat those
i tell a b-tch take a deep breath then bend on knee like a free throw
i don’t want me no good girl, ’til i fell in love with these freak hoes
in my bedroom, i’ll make a movie, it’s starring me with that li, rogues
i ball hard like d-rose, my stash on ‘posit
racks all in my pockets, and these rats all at the pots inn
i got rats all in my conscious, money all in my mind
i got shooters on my team, and they’ve got bodies on their nines
look at that bad b-tch right there – see the body on that dime?
i ain’t swimmin’ in no hole, you know i’m probably on that grind
all these n-gg-s hatin’ on me – but i ain’t on that time
stab me in the back, n-gg- – and i ain’t talkin’ ’bout psy
whoa!
[hook: ace hood & meek mill]
[verse 3: ace hood]
okay, let’s all say a prayer since my swagger’s such a killer
might just buy your chick and give her that d-ck filet for dinner
n-gg- don’t want no problems, pistol pop you’ll get this figure
lookin’ at all my diamonds, it ain’t hard to tell a winner
goin’ down goin’ down
that potato on the barrel, no sound
you see them foreigns?
you see we touring?
me and meek mill the realest n-gg-s born
pray!
[hook: ace hood & meek mill]
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