Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Home Invasion (feat. Vado), artist - Ace Hood. Album song Starvation 3, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.11.2014
Record label: New Life
Song language: English
Home Invasion (feat. Vado) |
Lay on the ground, |
You’ve been robbed |
Wake up (Wake up) |
Open the door (Open the door) |
Lay on the floor, |
You’ve been robbed |
Uh! |
Nigga I smell murda |
Glock 9, but them niggas turn up |
10 killas in the Chevy |
Nigga 16 with the burner |
Teller put the money in the bags, go and show me where the stash, |
actin funny with the cash hah? |
Ok, niggas wanna play dumb-dumb |
Dirty glocks, never knowin' where they come from |
Bang, motherfucker get low |
Hundred round chopper, that potato on the nose |
Killas stay lurkin and they do it on purpose |
I just tell em keep shootin like they tryna overdose |
Keep playin with a real nigga |
You gon end up in the box like Hilfiger |
Yea, man you lookin at a gorilla |
I don’t like no niggas holdin niggas' glock like a 4 wheeler |
Cus that bitch go to kickin, blue caine |
All black when I’m ridin, Bruce Wayne |
Niggas bump to the money, Hussein |
Never change them true, 2 Chainz |
Hundred grand to yo boys like loose change |
Better hush for that choppa wanna do things |
Bang! |
Chit-chit bang-bang! |
Nigga! |
Playa (hater) |
Turn yo head round (Turn yo head round) |
Lay on the ground, |
You’ve been robbed |
Phone call from my Haitian homie say Papi got the good yay |
No cellphone, no landlines, he do business off the 2 way |
Call the homies, they gon run up on him, got sticks a waving too late |
You know what I came for so don’t play |
Leave 100 O’s round where you stay |
Lawd, somebody call the popo |
Snitch niggas die slow |
Will they ever catch me? |
Pussy nigga nono |
Runnin out yo mouth, I’m just hopin you about it |
Every nigga with me, boy that ready get started |
No patdowns when I walk up in the party, |
Smoking that stank, who he think he, Bob Marley? |
No games |
When I pull up in that foreign kill niggas |
Hood nation, motherfucker, Real niggas |
Won’t stop, getting money, deal with it |
Yea I’m fuckin yo bitch, I’m still in it |
No tips on a whip so you see me in it |
I can run through a clip, less than 2 minutes |
Bang bang, reload til it start clickin |
Playa (hater) |
Turn yo head round (Turn yo head round) |
Lay on the ground, |
You’ve been robbed |
Uh, half a drank like who gave you? |
Move caine, I’ve been Abel |
Bakin soda, no label |
TV on but no cable |
Streets talkin, I heard em |
Hands out but curd him |
He don’t wanna work, he just wanted work |
That he can handout and just burn him |
Heard it all before though |
Then went and copped the 4 do |
Told pop I needed 4 mo |
He texted back like fo sho |
10 choppas goin fofo |
Come fofo, crack blow do |
Had em all magnets |
Why we don’t spoke |
I mean no speak, I thought I won’t eat, nah |
I’m tied niggas, tired niggas |
Quick to talk how they tie niggas |
I’m on the block like who’s tied nigga |
Gun is cocked like who’s fine quicker |
Corner pack like those my niggas |
G spots, we rackin em |
Church guarded, I’m backin em |
That’s a lot of money, we stackin em |
Playa (hater) |
Turn yo head round (Turn yo head round) |
Lay on the ground, |
You’ve been robbed |
Wake up (Wake up) |
Open the door (Open the door) |
Lay on the floor, |
You’ve been robbed |