Face Good lyrics

[Intro: Ace Hood]
Chea
Gutta
See whatchu have is that movement my n*gga
It's Flo Rida, Ace Hood homie

[Chorus: 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 neva got a problem let me getcha understood
My face good, my face good in the hood
My face good hey

[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
1988 momma birthed a f*ckin G
I tell her f*ck 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
n*gga bought them peaches that be preachin servin work and trees
Had a Visa Card hella stacks and only 17
My face is good in the hood I was servin beans
A real n*gga they salute you when you getting green
The youngest n*ggas on the block totin 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"
[Chorus: 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 neva got a problem let me getcha understood
My face good, my face good in the hood
My face good hey

[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
I'm in that butta pecan beamer creepin thru the hood
Gotta keep it gutta maf*ckas knew a n*gga would
But I gotta pass courtesy of me and face good
In the streets of my city block in my damn hood
Where n*ggas 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 thru a man's hood
Or you get caught up with them choppas 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 n*ggas die to pay a cell phone
It ain't right this life getcho bang on

[Chorus: 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 neva got a problem let me getcha understood
My face good, my face good in the hood
My face good hey
[Verse 3: Ace Hood]
And I was the low key n*gga posted by the front do
Young dreadlock n*ggas rockin them di*kies and a torch
Got a house a red band gotta keep me on the porch
Look I don't give a f*ck cause these crackas show no remorse
Tryin serve a n*gga murder but neva heard of the source
They ask me where I got the weed from then I serve em feed some
Tryin put my finga prints all on a clean gun
A real n*gga neva born to be a snitch
Neva knew I'd be rich but the streets made ki's
And since a (incomprehensible) a n*gga stayed in the mix
Neva snitchin on a b*tch, and the Feds know sh*t
Payed my dues to the real on the bricks

[Chorus: 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 neva got a problem let me getcha understood
My face good, my face good in the hood
My face good hey