Tchaaa!Tata!See what you have is that movementIt's Flo RidaAce Hood homieAce Hood homieAce Hood homieMy face good in that hood my niggaMy face good in that hood my niggaMy face good in that hood my niggaJust know that homieMy face good while they at me on deckSee they got me on deck my niggaWe got next, we up nextWe got next, we up nextWe leaving proud with homieFrom the streets to the blockTo the drive to the hoodAin't never got a problem let me get you understoodMy face good in that hood my niggaMy face good in that hood my niggaMy face good in that hood my niggaTchaaa!A 1988's momma birthed a fuckin GI tell her, tell her bottom get me Hennessy to drinkThe only drink allowed to put me in my deepest sleepWake up in the morning on the cornerAin't no school for meBumped them teachers that be preaching serving working truthHad a Visa Visa cardTaxing only 17My face is good in the hood I wasA real n***a they salute youWhen you getting greenThe youngest youngest on the block totin 17Them AR's that tucked inside of my denim jeansSo show your pads or get stretchedLike a flat screenI'm certified and born to ride, I am the streetsMy face good while they at me on deckGo out at night cause the ghetto got nextMy face goodMy face good in the hoodMy face goodFrom the streets to the blockTo the drive to the hoodAin't never got a problem let me get you understoodMy face goodMy face good in the hoodMy face goodTchaaa! I'm in that butter pink and beamer creeping through the hoodGotta keep it goodA good a n***a's new and woodBetter have a past courtesy of me your face goodStill hit the streets of this city blocking my damn hoodWhen n****s taking life for freeLike a canned goodI'm certified me and Flo Rida remain hoodBetter take your presents when you stepping through a man's hoodCause you get caught up with them choppers leave your dad homeCause even genie bugs goons got a dead zoneRed zoneFake face then your head goneI'm from the city and it ain't nice to pay a cell phoneIt ain't right that's right get your bang onMy face good while they at me on deckGo out at night cause the ghetto got nextMy face goodMy face good in the hoodMy face goodMy face good in the hoodMy face goodFrom the streets to the blockTo the drive to the hoodAin't never got a problem let me get you understoodMy face goodMy face good in the hoodMy face goodAnd I was a low key posted by the front doorYoung dreadlockRocking the dickies and the torchGotta out the reds man forced to keep me on the porchBut look I don't give a f*** to these crooksThey show no remorseF*** a murderer but never heard of the sourceF***ing me where I got to got to fromDid I serve a fiend someTrying to put my fingerprints in now alone to cleanA real n***a never born to be a snitchNever knew that I'd be richBut the streets made thisAnd since the jitter n***a stayed in the mixNever snitching on the b***h so the feds knowPay my dues to the realI was good with the b***hMy face good while they at me on deckGo out at night cause the ghetto got nextMy face goodMy face goodMy face goodFrom the streets to the blockTo the draft to the hoodAin't never got a problem let me get you understoodMy face goodMy face goodMy face good