ฟังเพลงMister Hood (Explicit)

Mister Hood (Explicit) - Ace Hood

Composed by：Antoine McColister/Anthony Thompson/Rush Dee Williams

Produced by：Anthony Thompson

Ooh mister hood with that walk so smooth

Ain't another who can spit game like you

Haha hello

In those streets you got that style

It's me hehe

Brand new droptop yeah

And million dollar smile

Uh

I'm arrivin' at the bank

They recognize me by my face

Know I'm good in 50 states

I'm a legend 'round my way

A disciple when you pray

You a peasant when you hate

Do the work and keep the faith

I stay aligned in namaste

But these niggas poppin' fly

Like I won't climb from out that space

I always played the humble

Role and they gon' bite the bait

I'm ruthless when it's war

If I feel some type of way

Them zoe's get on your a*s

They just one call away

I'm dripped in diamonds chains

These diors ain't got a stain

From the maybach to plane

I'm countin' euros out in spain

Went saint laurent the frames

My s**** covered in vera wang

With a two tone rollie plane

I made my millions spittin' pain

In the trenches givin' game

No obsession for no fame

No emotions for no lame

I stood on ten against the grain

Life insurance on my name

Trustfunds for my kids

Niggas talkin' how they would've

Couldn't did it how I did huh

Ooh mister hood with that walk so smooth

Uh-huh you're the man don't try to be the man

Ain't another who can spit game like you

You dig fix myself

In those streets you got that style

Yes Sir

Brand new droptop and

A million dollar smile yeah

Uh new deposits in my safe

Mini mansion in the a

Some of my homies call me ace but

Mister hood got different taste

Triple seven's on my plates

I want the brussels with my steak

Cut the grass and see the snakes

Don't put no candles on my cake

Get the money keep the faith

Trick the blind and lead a stray

Niggas terrible as a person

Think that money make them great

Niggas lied it's only

God that kept his word until this day

From a youth of shootin' crates

To playin' ball on my estates

How it feel to lose your dog

When you finally got to ball

When you finally got the call

When you finally got it all

That trauma turned to pain

I had to heal so we evolve

Oh you talkin' mister hood

I'ma pop it like I should

When the real ones come outside

We keep imposters in for good

Ever since I got married they

Been poppin' out the woods

I put that on my hood I put

That on my dogs

'Til the day I get that call

I only vouch to give my all nigga

Ooh mister hood with that walk so smooth

Ain't another who can spit game like you

In those streets you got that style

Brand new droptop and

Million dollar smile yeah

Mister mister hood