I'd find Chorus It's why I've let it slide A part of me that lived for you just died It's why I've let it slide You and me we're both on the same ride
all the time (hey) ain't bout to let a nigga come and snatch mine I keep a nine, you see the shine I might just let your ass slide this time While I get
being abused His mom's a drug addict, she has a bug habit Was a seven day event, since she celebrated the Sabbath But she back slid, or that's what
ya cutie, inherit the booty Havin' her want to kill you like American Beauty Killa 'Cause you a motherfuckin' rest haven I put a gun to her head, paint a picture
[Chorus - Ace Hood] Same old shit, just a different day Out here trying to get it, each and every way Momma need a house Baby need some shoes Times
two times Geah My nigga muggs Still pushin' that china white Check it out, uh Boom bam in the house My nigga foe in the house Geah Cypress in the house
to the coast where they represent the most Gangsterish niggas I know get the money and then they get ghost And slide to another location Living downsouth, in the house
dro in my sock then pull my sock up And keep the burner but if it's hot put my glock up You know what I'm about, slidin' off get my cock sucked Or writin
distractions At last, I can relax, looking past all of the action A fraction or a fragment of me actually is present The rest of me is heavenly, the seventh house
' with there brothers Sell a house, fuckin' pitiful, we always just some drama Let 'em slide through then they devide, conquer And every plantation got a bunch a house
[Chorus - Ace Hood] Same old shit, just a different day Out here trying to get it, each and every way Momma need a house Baby need some shoes Times are
, give a fuck at your shit Get your shit 'cause we ride tonight, any questions? We just against y'all oppressors, so all you house niggers Stay in the motherfucking house
, so set sail or rock it And kept drivin', pull off like the Indy 5 G In a four time Ford truck with Speed Like the motion picture, this nigga 'Gone
, yeah Li'l daddy, you can tell I'm ballin' From the way I'm flossin' 84's, I am crawlin' Screens fallin' as I slide up and down your block With a chain
Battlecat track I'm takin' caller number one, that is Rrrah uhh, bitch, you took too long Caller number two like this Bounce up out of the house close
mo' cheddar Used to smoke dub sacks now just pound [unverified] But I got a sweet tooth for crime but never kill I run with steel, stay in the house,
friends, now that's a pimp thang You wanna learn somethin'? Well take a picture of this G Look in the dictionary, under player, you'll find a picture
people get the picture Firewater call it liquid rapture Into the flash and flames of my crazy nature Firewater the world's a mixture Of broken liquored people get the picture
