Da Streets

[Intro: Birdman] Know I might say YMCMB a lot It's cause I love my squad Shoutout to that we the best music Play that new Ace Hood! Guess what? YMCMB! [Verse 1: Ace Hood] 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 young'ins who turned on their blood If niggas' bitches, just dig em ditches, that's rule number one Ain't never gonna turn on my niggas, I put that shit on my sister Keep that ho when I ride, and I'm talking about my lil pistol That's cause the streets hella cold, most of my friends turn to foes Some of these niggas are bitches, most of these women be hoes But I just stay on my grizzle, fuck we get money, niggas Most these pussies just talk it, I really know me some killers Don't even go there, don't even go there! Most of my niggas labeled felons boy don't make em go there I holler, fuck a man, that pussy shit you stand for These people hate that I done made it, what you mad for? I'm doing me, my truey jeans , is full of cash flow And that real nigga shit the only thing I stand on I'm out of my mind, I'm going 200 on the dash board My whips so foreign, it's a must I keep my passport My chopper gold, I mean that Trinidad James ho In twenty jesus pieces, bury me with chains on, pussy! [Bridge: Birdman] Shoutout to that boy stunner! Shoutout to that boy George Dukes! Shoutout to my nigga Wayne! Mac Man, I see you! [Verse 2: Ace Hood] OK, now two jesus pieces running These streets and my loafers Every day I'm a hustler, I gotta meet my new quota Rest in peace all my niggas, I'm trying to find me some closure Niggas ain't who they say they are, it's 'bout time expose em Fresh and I'm in that new Lotus, I block the fake like a golie Killing these niggas I promise, just wanted to send my condolence Better know we out here, yeah boy, we out here And it ain't no limes you know them couches, I'm paper counting Them cowards piling, take a trip overseas then come back and buy me beamer Tippin' toe on the forges, that's a new ballerina Only eat up the pussy if you smell like a finna Keep some shit in the trunk, that just might clear out arenas I'm talkin' Starvation 2, the beast is back in the booth I got that shit off the muscle, I'm only preaching the truth I thank the Lord every morning, I'm not that boy on the corner Got a crib big as walmart and ho I'm the owner, yea! [Outro: Ace Hood & Birdman] Toe tag, nigga! Ace Hood! Trials and tribulations, the new album, 2013, nigga We the hottest We the bidness, nigga, we them niggas Ya feel me? (We got too much money to be fuckin around with ya'll niggas) We the best! (See sometimes you gotta understand) YMCMB! (We don't personally have to come see you But we will have somebody personally to come see you)