"Face Good" lyrics

[Ace Hood:]
Chea
Gutta
See what you have is that movement my nigga
It's Flo Rida, Ace Hood homie

[Flo Rida:]
You know my face good while they ask me on deck
Flo Rida and Ace cause the ghetto got next
My face good, my face good in the hood
My face good yeah
You know my face good while they ask me on deck
Flo Rida and Ace cause the ghetto got next
My face good, my face good in the hood
My face good yeah
From the streets to the block to the trap to the hood
I never got a problem let me get you understood
My face good, my face good in the hood
My face good hey

[Ace Hood:]
1988. Mamma birthed a fucking G
I tell her fuck a bottle gimme Hennessy to drink
The only drink allowed to put me in my deeper sleep
Wake up in the morning on the corner no school fa me
Nigga bought them peaches that be preaching serving work and trees
Had a Visa Card hella stacks and only 17
My face is good in the hood I was serving beans
A real nigga they salute you when you getting green
The youngest niggas on the block toting 17s
The AR is tucked in side of my denim jeans
So show your past or get stretched like a flat screen
I'm certified and born to ride, "I am the streets"

[Flo Rida:]
You know my face good while they ask me on deck
Flo Rida and Ace cause the ghetto got next
My face good, my face good in the hood
My face good yeah
From the streets to the block to the trap to the hood
I never got a problem let me get you understood
My face good, my face good in the hood
My face good hey

[Ace Hood:]
I'm in that butta pecan beamer creeping through the hood
Gotta keep it gutta mo'fuckers knew a nigga would
But I gotta pass courtesy of me and face good
In the streets of my city block in my damn hood
Where niggas take your life for free like a canned good
I'm certified me and Flo Rida remain hood
Betta state yo presence when you step in through a man's hood
Or you get caught up with them choppers leave you dead Holmes
'Cause even in the middle of the hood you got a dead zone
Red zone fake face do yo head gone
I'm from the city niggas die to pay a cell phone
It ain't right this life get your bang on

[Flo Rida:]
You know my face good while they ask me on deck
Flo Rida and Ace cause the ghetto got next
My face good, my face good in the hood
My face good yeah
From the streets to the block to the trap to the hood
I never got a problem let me get you understood
My face good, my face good in the hood
My face good hey

[Ace Hood:]
And I was the low key nigga posted by the front do
Young dreadlock niggas rocking them Dickies and a torch
Got a house a red band gotta keep me on the porch
Look I don't give a fuck 'cause these crackers show no remorse
Trying serve a nigga murder but never heard of the source
They ask me where I got the weed from then I serve 'em feed some
Trying put my finger prints all on a clean gun
A real nigga never born to be a snitch
Never knew I'd be rich but the streets made ki's
And since a [?] a nigga stayed in the mix
Never snitching on a bitch, and the Feds know shit
Payed my dues to the real on the bricks

[Flo Rida:]
You know my face good while they ask me on deck
Flo Rida and Ace cause the ghetto got next
My face good, my face good in the hood
My face good yeah
From the streets to the block to the trap to the hood
I never got a problem let me get you understood
My face good, my face good in the hood
My face good hey