Ace Hood - H.O.E. (Hell On Earth) lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

I’m not sayin’ I’m Jesus

But I say to go and let that almost every day

We don’t park on right sit when we walk throw the hood and I’ll give a shot,

You know what I mean?

We don’t turn all around

We turn the motherfucker dope

Dope fans and dope hands

Until profit will stuck, stuck and product all these innocence

(Verse)

I hate to say it but most of my niggas in prison to jail

You told me it’s thought to believe in God when you livin’ in hell

When guns will be loaded and bodies be dropin’ the shit every day

Your mama’s a Christian, her only position is continue to pray

Grab baby is all in the hood, don’t beat all over the jag

When niggas was sellin’ their uncle, they just come up with a check

My young nigga callin’, they told me that I try to move on the ghetto

Cuz she just may walk out the door and the police get shot on whatever

I’m rasin’ the city if there is a problem, you know, call the cops

Nigga the shit is so real, in the field, we pray with the cops

Our father which are in heaven

Hollows will be in the clip, I pray that you send me a blessin’

My message to young's is pick up a book and let's put down the heat

Murders on top of the murders, another one covered ‘em sheets

Another mammary, yo can’t lose them tedies bells all in the streets

Another lil nigga who face on the shirt as he rasin’ in peace

Just cuz you throwin’ a life away, that do not mean that you gangster

I don’t consider that real when they go flashin’ the bando

Niggas who really bang violence they only movin’ in silence

Niggas react on emotions, just show me they locked of the knowledge

Just being honest, restricted our minds from seein’ the world, we holdin’ it hostage

Go and get some money put your mama up into a crib nigga

Never hated on whoever made it, that’s a real nigga

Pray for my mind and pray for my soul and cover my body

Lord, they think I’m part of Illuminati

Only because of this fuckin’ Buggati

The niggas with me, we’ll shot out the party

So many blessing but still I’ll be stressin’

I just want some help from this bitch that I’m taxin’

Is it too much that I ask for?

Trust in this while my carrier’s slow

My niggas don’t wanna see me grow

Fuck it, you ain’t gotta understand

Get it pop it like a frame pen

Sick away I need to dip plan

Seven figures on my new events

Lord know screamin’ fuck ‘em all

They pop and miss it, now they all involve

They double hit me but I miss the cause

Ain’t no hungry I just want all

Down there nigga ain’t no love lost

Buildin’ mind just like I’m a real boss

Hoodi nations to my inspiration?

Fallow me to my destinations

(Outro)

I’m not sayin’ I’m Jesus

But I say to go and let that almost every day

We don’t park on right sit when we walk throw the hood and I’ll give a shot,

You know what I mean?

We don’t turn all around

We turn the motherfucker dope

Dope fans and dope hands

Until profit will stuck, stuck and product all these innocence