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- Ace Hood 2-12-12 歌詞
- Ace Hood
- RIP Whitney Houston
God bless her soul
Im just vibin dog
But for you haters
Nothings gonna stop me
I swear to god
Nothings gonna stop me
Andi Kiko Renegades
Nothings gonna stop me
Nothings gonna stop me
3
Money talks so whats your conversation
Counting my blesses my sweet elaborated
Being broke aint a joke that feeling is devastating
Night met er so that force never stated
Calculating every dollar bill
Reminiscin they missin like someone not a mill
Still trippin this life Im livin the dream still
Look at my niggas loyaltys mad real
Thats cuz we got this from the bottom up
Number slidin in my homie momma truck
We did what we had to do we aint give a f**k
Now we the niggas winnin dog wuddup
Aint it funny how the time fly
Couple cars and a twenty story high rise
Took a minute but shit connecting like wi fi
Its f**k you to the niggas
Who sad my carrier died
Shit Im livin quite well
On the beach Im sippin wine
And cracking laughter tales
With a Spanish mommy give me
I pursue the tails
Ask me do I like it poppy Im like hell yea
We da best the f**kin logo
Just hope you get the picture
When you take your photos
Own a couple cars but I need one more though
Felt Im coming soon real nigga yellow
True Im just rappin dog aye
Nothings gonna stop me
I tell em: nothings gonna stop me
Yea feel good when you comin from nothin homie
But I tell her: nothings gonna stop me
Swear to god (nothings gonna stop me)
Starvation
In the studio watching the Grammys homie
Pray today they nominate the one and only
Probly cry some tears at the ceremony
Only lord knows when they ready for me
Inspiration runnin through my blood
Motivated from the fact I made through the mud
Kept my faith although they doubted
When I lost my buzz
All over somethin
That Im winnin aint gon show me love
In the street label me underrated
Story for respect my only ultimatum
They ask me who thats why you goin hard
Cuz I just want my mama off that boulevard
I come from a city where there aint many stars
And given no pity promised them prison bars
Teachers said I wont amount a shit
Graduated high-school college never in it
Still I manage through seven figures
With common sense
And at the age of 52 my mama finally quit
F**k it right I never stop
Found a way to motivate the niggas block
Whitney Houston died yesterday
God bless her
Hope she end up at them heavy gates
Watching the Grammys just as they dedicate
In the mean time lets let this marinate
Yea Im just vibin dog
Oh yea (nothings gonna stop me)
Aint nothin gonna stop me man
Nothings gonna stop me
I write poetry via Martin
Justice will be served my brother
But guess what
Nothings gonna stop me
Oh yea man (nothings gonna stop me)
God bless
Hood
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