A nigga I'm stressin badda den a bitch rite now 'Cause a nigga almost Got married to da liquor boy nigga So fucked up out here cause I'm stressin badda
tried to help a nigga n he waste me... to tell you da truth... I'm stressin' [repeat] [Verse 1: Ace Hood] Chea my rent due n I'm stressin'... landlord
Vertaling: Ace Hood. Stres ".
game Still, got it wrapped like a mummy Still ain't tripping, love to see young blacks get money Spend time out the hood, take they moms out the hood
it They see my face in them papers next to they rapping favorites I'm so amazing, I am no one like I'm in the Matrix And I made it momma, don't stress
since from ways back In the day, Ace Duce Tre At the best, up to Zimbabwe hey Whose the best? I want the best to come test me So I can release some stress
and there was my brother lyin dead on the floor and it has me tripped, my ace got popped cause they caught his ass slippng creep through the hood with
my baby sister feeling the pain It hurts to see my baby brother still in the game Ain't nothin' change but my finances I still be stressed All these
the poster The mask with no cape, the flash'll crush grapes The dancer on the lap, the ass with no face It's shaped like an ace, say your grace before
the game Still, got it wrapped like a mummy Still ain't tripping, love to see young blacks get money Spend time out the hood, take they moms out the hood
t tell me nothing (oh nothing) They can't tell me nothing (oh nothing) Let me see your hands up if you a champion [Verse 1: Ace Hood] Coming up I use
