Luyện nghe bài hát Face Good

[Intro - Ace


See what you have is that my nigga
Flo Rida
Ace homie

- Flo Rida]
You know my, face good while ask me on deck
Flo Rida and Ace because the ghetto got
My good, my face good in the hood
My good

You my, face good while they ask me on deck
Flo and Ace because the ghetto got next
My face good, my good in the hood
My face

From the streets, to the block, to the trap, to the
I got a problem let me get you understood
My face good, my face good in the
My good
Hey

1 - Ace Hood]

1988 momma birthed a G
I tell her a bottle give me Hennessy to drink
The drink allowed to put me in my deeper sleep
Wake up in the morning on the corner no school for me
Nigga them peaches that be preaching
Serving and trees, had a Visa card, hella stacks
And only seventeen, my face is in the hood
I was beans
A real nigga they salute you when you getting
The youngest niggas on the block .17s
The AR is tucked in of my denim jeans
So your past or get stretched like a flat screen
I'm and born to ride, I am the streets

[Verse 2 - Ace

I'm in that butter pecan Beamer creeping through the
Got to keep it gutter, motherfuckers a nigga would
But I got a pass courtesy of me and face
In the of my city, block in my damn hood
Where niggas take your life for like a canned good
I'm certified, me and Flo remain hood
Better your presence when you stepping through a man's hood
Or you get caught up with them choppers, leave you dead
Because even in the of the hood you got a dead zone
Red zone, fake face do head gone
I'm from the city die to pay a cell phone
It ain't right, that's life, get your on

[Verse 3 - Ace

And I was the low key nigga by the front door
Young dreadlock niggas rocking them and a torch
Got a of red band, forced to keep me on the porch
Well look, I don't a fuck because these crackers show no remorse
Trying to serve a nigga but never heard of the source
ask me where I got the weed from
Then I serve and some
Trying to put my prints all on a clean gun
A nigga never born to be a snitch
Never knew I'd be
But the made ki's
And since legit a stayed in the mix
Never on a bitch
So the know shit
Payed my dues to the real, I was good the bricks