Intro)
I know I might say YMCMB a lot
It"s cuz I love my squad
Shout to that we the base music
Play to Ace Hood
Guess what, YMCMB
(Verse)
Ok now God that"s above, the only man who can judge
Flip a brick to a Benz, never reveal who the plug
Over money I know some youngins who turn on they blood
Them n***** b****** just digging b******, that"s rule number 1
I ain"t never gonna turn on my n*****, I put that s*** on my sister
Keep that ho in that ride, and I"m talkin about my lil pistol
That"s cause streets hella cold, most of my friends turned to foes
Some of these n***** are b******, most of these women be hoes
But I just stay on my grizzle, f*** we get money n*****
Most these p****** just talk it, I really know me some killas
Don"t even go there, don"t even go there
Know some my n***** late but felons boy don"t make me go there
I halla f*** a man, that p**** should you stand for
These people hate that I done made it, what you mad fo?
I"m doin me, my true jeans is for the cash flow
And that real n**** s*** the only thing I stand on
I"m out of my mind, I"m going too hard it on the dash board
My whips are foreign, it"s a must I keep my passport
My choppa gold, I mean that Trinidad James ho
In 20 Jesus pieces, bury me with chains on
p****!
(Interlude)
Shout to that boy stunna
Shout to that boy George Dukes
Shout to my n**** Wayne
Mack Maine I see you
(Verse)
Ok now 2 Jesus pieces, runnin these streets on my loafers
Every day I"mma hustle, I gotta meet my new quota
Rest in peace all my n*****, I"m tryna find me some closure
n***** ain"t who they say they are, it"s bout time I expose em
Fresh and I"m in that new Lotus, about to flake like a goalie
Killin these n***** I promise, just wanted to send my condolence
Better know we ouchea, yea boy we ouchea
And it ain"t no lines and no new couches, I"m paper countin
Them cowards pilin, take a trip overseas then come back and buy me a Beamer
Tippin toe on my 40"s, that"s a new ballerina
Only eat up the p**** if it smell Aqua Fina
Came from s*** in a trunk, that just might clear out arenas
I"m talkin Starvation 2, the beast is back in the booth
I got that s*** off the muscle, I"m only preachin the truth
I fay the Lord every morning, I"m not that boy on the corner
Got a crib big as Walmart and ho I"m the owner
(Outro)
Toe tag n****
Ace Hood
Trials And Tribulations the new album 2013 n****
We the hottest, we the bidness n****
We the n*****, you feel me?
We got too much money to be f***** around wit yall n*****
We the best
See sometimes you gotta understand
YMCMB
We don"t personally have to come see you
f*** it, we will have somebody personally to come see you
Rich Gang
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I know I might say YMCMB a lot
It"s cuz I love my squad
Shout to that we the base music
Play to Ace Hood
Guess what, YMCMB
(Verse)
Ok now God that"s above, the only man who can judge
Flip a brick to a Benz, never reveal who the plug
Over money I know some youngins who turn on they blood
Them n***** b****** just digging b******, that"s rule number 1
I ain"t never gonna turn on my n*****, I put that s*** on my sister
Keep that ho in that ride, and I"m talkin about my lil pistol
That"s cause streets hella cold, most of my friends turned to foes
Some of these n***** are b******, most of these women be hoes
But I just stay on my grizzle, f*** we get money n*****
Most these p****** just talk it, I really know me some killas
Don"t even go there, don"t even go there
Know some my n***** late but felons boy don"t make me go there
I halla f*** a man, that p**** should you stand for
These people hate that I done made it, what you mad fo?
I"m doin me, my true jeans is for the cash flow
And that real n**** s*** the only thing I stand on
I"m out of my mind, I"m going too hard it on the dash board
My whips are foreign, it"s a must I keep my passport
My choppa gold, I mean that Trinidad James ho
In 20 Jesus pieces, bury me with chains on
p****!
(Interlude)
Shout to that boy stunna
Shout to that boy George Dukes
Shout to my n**** Wayne
Mack Maine I see you
(Verse)
Ok now 2 Jesus pieces, runnin these streets on my loafers
Every day I"mma hustle, I gotta meet my new quota
Rest in peace all my n*****, I"m tryna find me some closure
n***** ain"t who they say they are, it"s bout time I expose em
Fresh and I"m in that new Lotus, about to flake like a goalie
Killin these n***** I promise, just wanted to send my condolence
Better know we ouchea, yea boy we ouchea
And it ain"t no lines and no new couches, I"m paper countin
Them cowards pilin, take a trip overseas then come back and buy me a Beamer
Tippin toe on my 40"s, that"s a new ballerina
Only eat up the p**** if it smell Aqua Fina
Came from s*** in a trunk, that just might clear out arenas
I"m talkin Starvation 2, the beast is back in the booth
I got that s*** off the muscle, I"m only preachin the truth
I fay the Lord every morning, I"m not that boy on the corner
Got a crib big as Walmart and ho I"m the owner
(Outro)
Toe tag n****
Ace Hood
Trials And Tribulations the new album 2013 n****
We the hottest, we the bidness n****
We the n*****, you feel me?
We got too much money to be f***** around wit yall n*****
We the best
See sometimes you gotta understand
YMCMB
We don"t personally have to come see you
f*** it, we will have somebody personally to come see you
Rich Gang
Da Streets gets 9 out of out of 10 based on 1 ratings.
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