Shit Done Got Rea - Ace Hood

Mother fuck this industry

God bless my enemies

Too many lame niggas try’na speak

Till they find a beat, it don’t bother me

But um

Any nigga can’t rap, get him out ASAP

Talkin' about their trappin' again

Hopped in the booth

I’ve been the truth

Got proof

Guess who was the popular kid?

Ya it’s me in a drop top with a Glock out

Pop shots in the back of your head

Aimin' at your esophagus

Don’t count on survivin' the lead

See I’m so pissed off to the litter

Like a flow with the riddle

Let her ass cheek giggle

Ima dog and I’m all in the middle

Fuck her, ran her, got balls all in ‘em

What?!

Damn ma' can’t call up a nigga

Bust that real fast for all of my niggas?

Gotta man?

Well it’s fuck that nigga

I’m good anywhere like I’m SunPassin' ‘em

God damn my flow so amazin'

Ask renegades, they can quote that statement

Your bitch wanna have my babies

Nigga fuck you, pay me

Ok it’s money over them bitches

Coffins go to them snitches

Talkin' outta your ass

You’re gonna need a little more than them stitches

Shit done got real, shit done got real

Shit done got real, shit done got real

Any given day you could be victimized

Just pray and hope one day you see them heavenly skies

Shit done got real, shit done got real

Shit done got real, shit done got real

I don’t really think you niggas get it

Ima decorate your face kind’a like an upholstery nigga

It’s getting' kind’a real up in this motherfucker

I don’t think you really even should approach me nigga

Lay down motherfucker you ain’t heard what I said

Why you try’na play me closely nigga?

And now you wanna talk?

I’m already about to die while you stranglin' and really try’na choke me nigga

Tell a nigga that I cut a nigga till you see the white meat

But I don’t really eat poultry nigga

Fuck it, it don’t matter anyways

Cause you know you’re about to lay up in a box kind’a cozy nigga

Look

It be gettin' kind’a bafflin' to me

When a dude be actin' like he know me nigga

And then I had to let it go

A couple of friendly reminders

sink it in your meat slowly nigga

Hit a nigga for their shit

Make a nigga strip down, bare

Yogi nigga

I know it’s unbelievable

Well bitch, ya betta believe it

that know me nigga

Beat him like the boy owe me nigga

If you watch, like a ceremony nigga

And when I’m finished with him

Go and get his little bitch

Let her blow me nigga

I wanna cry for you friend

you’ve got so much to lose

Problem is that I’m the one to show you the truth

And talk about you when a nigga get in the booth

You niggas betta know the deal when I come through

Better learn or you gonna

Shit done got real

Shit done got real

Shit done got real, Yela got a deal

Shit done got real, Yela got a deal

Hold up, wait a, minute

Did you say my name, and offer me to

Drive up in this motherfucker

Park it like a Buick Regal?

You in need of, usin' needles

Feel like you wanna shoot up this dope

Well let me swerve in, like syringe

To the veins of the game with another unique quote

You need a boat

You’ve done got deep

I’m so dirty, you need the soap

You need the hope

And a wish ain’t nothin' like the real thing bitch

Say you need to cope

White bread, white bread

You need a loaf?

Spread butter on it

Dead my opponents with the lead

Yeah I’m goin'

Where am I goin'?

Could it be that Eminem only knows?!

When a synonym chops with a syllable, I’m incomparable

It’s kinda like I’m on a rollercoaster with a Motorola talking to the world in

a barrel roll

Hella cold

Flow done put my family in better clothes

Extra vegetables, on a plate, and steak right next to those

I got to get it buddy

And if it’s dirty and wet

I’ll get it muddy

Fuck clean kicks

I done walked through green shit

And I did it public

So when I wipe my shoes on hip hop’s welcome mat

And I leave a stain

Paybacks a bitch

That’s my way of sayin'

Keep the change