Yeen Bout Dat Life

Ace Hood

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    Smell the murder in the air, uh oh
    Them boys letting choppers go
    I swear to God I'm killing niggas
    Somebody plan a funeral

    Yeen' about that life
    That murder murder shit, but yeen' about that life
    You just all talk, you just all hype
    Claim you be with killers, heard it's all lies
    Yeen' about that life
    Pussy nigga what you saying, yeen' about that life
    I tell them catch me when you can, yeen' about that life
    Yeen' about that life, yeen' about that life

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    I'm talking crack your melons, rebels on some felon shit
    Talking dirty burners, fuck the judge I'm thugging bitch
    Money, money, money, money, all I'm working with
    Tried to rob me, there goes shotty', that's what buddy get
    Bow, bow, Waka Flocka ab lib
    If my bitch get to the head, call her Advil, yeah
    Yeah, better know who you fucking with, yeah
    Yeah, better know trips is for fucking kids
    Holy moly dog, what that Rollie' cost
    That's bout eighty racks, could of put it down on a Maybach
    Yeen' about that life, pills, purple, white
    Bad bitches switching, that's like every night

    Ok now, word on my mama, nigga try me he gon' die tonight
    Handle you and maybe out of sight before them siren lights
    Murder only mind state, show up at your mom's place
    Yeen' about that life, bodies found on your landscape
    Niggas want problems, get served like a warrant
    Looking for me bitch, I'm whipping a foreign
    Drop with that clip and I'm ready for war
    Niggas is bitches and most of them flaw
    Talking that shit that they not really bout'
    Loving they hoes, they be digging their mouth
    Bringing them in, kicking them out
    Dicking them down, that's what I'm bout'
    Hate when niggas be talking talk, that's until the chopper bust
    That's until the suits are black, bless your soul in God we trust
    Yeen' about that life, pills, purple, white
    Niggas threaten mine, he might see the light

    Smell the murder in the air, uh oh
    Them boys letting choppers go
    I swear to God I'm killing niggas
    Somebody plan a funeral

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