Chea, Ace Hoood, Gutta, (Who Hotta Than Me?)
Gutta comin soon my n***a, (Who Hotta Than ME!)
Who hotta then gutta n***a, no n***a hotta then ace hood
See I don jumped up in the game, tell em who hotta then me,
Know you heard about the name, H double O-D the beast,
Been up in it 6 months, already BET
If your searchin for the youngin tell em watch tv
1-0 sixty Parker Rap CD is where the kid be
Swag switchin on them haters, still f**in with the streets
Went from bein fed bound, to up in the magazines
She say have a couple a fans, not hundred thousand that scream
Aint nobody do it wrong, they cant do it like me
Point your baddest b**h out, and bet let her f** the team
When I step up on the scene, bet your main broad leave
She aint kickin with a lame get some brain, ill leave
Bet you tried and call her names, she forget who you be
f** n***a, im ACE (who?), he aint hotter than me
Only n***a in the hood on them mink fur seats
Lamborghini doors up, see the now and later feet
Got the starbursts on my neck, jelly beans for the wrist
Imma virus goin round, cause the j**els so sick
Take the smell of a n***a, b**h I know that im the sh**
Who will start us in the game, on the summer jam list
Atlantic ATL, im on my New York sh**
Got the single of the year, s**a n***as getting pissed
Spent a hundred for the chain, but im still up in the VIC
Homies say you getting money, flippin, servin them Buur
Thats the streets bout the n***a aint a man of his word
p**y n***a where your money, b**h you lyin to the birds
Type a n***a go to court and tell the judge what he heard
He aint hotter than me, and im sure you n***as heard
Got the streets on lock, they know the verses, every word
Every noun and every verb, b**h thats all a n***a serve
Any questions bout me, p**y n***a see the streets
One question for you n***as, now tell em what it be
Who hotter than me n***a?
ACE HOOOOOD
Who hotter than hood n***a?
Gutta, comin soon homie
Gutta, who hotter than me n***a?