Ace Hood - Don't Get Caught Slippin lyrics

Ace Hood street certified
Let me tell you one thing
Don't get caught slipping out here
On these streets homeboy
Keep your eyes and ears open, you understand?
Because it might go down

When the traps side up and the MAC slow down
You better hit the deck because
It might go down don't get caught slipping
Yeah it might go down
Don't get caught slipping
Because it might go down
Keep an eye on your nigga
And running around town
Yeah this little boy telling so
It might go down don't get caught slipping
Yeah it might go down
Don't get caught slipping
Yeah it might go down

Young nigga seventeen, trying to get money
Niggas laugh about the dough but
Really ain't shit funny
Just watch who you serve with
Them birds little buddy
Every fiend ain't a fiend if
You see them look funny
You better tell your team
You don't need that money
That shit smell funny
You ain't getting shit from me
I stacked a couple hundred
Fiends on these something
That white keep coming
Tell the boy to keep bumping
Well watch these folks keeping enemies close
And any nigga kin to me they better not fold
He say that he a friend to
Me but snitching to the po'
He pointing on the court
Tell the judge what he know
Price on his head, he be dead by four
So homie don't slip
Or you could be him, no speaking on the phone
Because them FEDS get tips
Don't get caught slipping
Because it might be them

And I won't be slipping
The boy's on a mission
Only vision of winning and my
Sight is on a million
Serving that white girl to any
Nigga want to get it
And fresh Louis linen dawg
Can call that pimping that thing on my side
Homeboy I ain't slipping
Your boy's off snitching
Tell them niggas ain't with it
It might go down, so watch you do a round
Niggas creep in the town leave
Bodies left on the ground
Don't get caught slipping
Because the chopper get down
I stay in all black with
A Florida Marlin crown
So keep away the faking ain't
A real nigga around
If you ever go down stay loyal to your fam'
And you don't know shit
Never snitching on the mound
And homie don't slip
Because it might go down
Yeah homie don't slip, it might go down
And homie don't slip
Because it might go down


And I run my city, I own my town
Can't another man come and
Disrespect my grounds you eyeing my nigga
You want something with him?
You want to come get it
You'll be dodging my missiles
Yeah boy it went down
Your homie done slipped
And now he in a coffin on a first class trip
Yeah boy it went down
Your homie done slipped
And now he in a coffin on a first class trip