Ace Hood - Free My Niggas lyrics
[Ace Hood - Free My Niggas lyrics]
Hey man this a message to the judge
Mother fuckin’ DA mother fuckin’ fed’s
HA!
My homie hit me on the hip
And say he outta jail
Said he beat the charge
Crackers let him post a bail
I told him, "Ok, I’ll be there in 30 minutes"
Hit the interstate, the Chevy on them 26’s
Fuck the police, and the judge too
Here’s a message to my hood
And my whole crew free my niggas
Free my niggas free my niggas
Free my niggas free my niggas
Free my niggas free my nigga!
Hundred miles a hour
Speedin’ on the interstate
I’m just tryin’ to dodge
The fed’s and penitentiary
I keep my pistol on me
Strictly for my enemies a nigga playin’
Bet that he put out his misery
Old school, drop top
Thuggin’ I will not stop
See a bitch I want and make her
Strip just like a chop shot fuck you
Niggas they snitchin’ on everybody
Free my niggas free my niggas
That shit go for everybody
Let my homie Boosie go
And my nigga Super Zoe
I’ve been on that money tip
Shows go for 20 more yeah my dawg jumpin’
He already got his jury on
Rocks in every pocket
He already got his money long
That’s just what the real do
Pussy we don’t feel you
Jump up out the Phantom
Louie sandals when I peel through
Hatin’ I am shell proof
Yeah, nigga shell proof i almost forgot
Free my nigga Stan fool
I think my phone ringin’
Number I don’t recognize
I look up at the phone
They called a couple times
So I pick up that bitch like
"Who the fuck is this?" my dawg said, "Yo!"
I’m like, "Oh shit!"
"What up nigga, what up nigga?" he said
"I hit your phone just to fuck with ya"
I asked him how he up
He said, "I’m maintainin’"
Cell phone in jail
I’m like I can’t blame him
Judge try’na give my nigga 3 to 5
Lawyer try’na minimize them numbers down
He said some nigga snitchin’ when
They went to trial
Them fed’s caught him slippin’
We was kind’a wild
I holler free my niggas every single concert
Salute to all my homies who was ‘round first
I do this for ya’ll, I do this for ya’ll
And soon my niggas get here
We gonna fuckin’ ball!
Mother fuckin’ DA mother fuckin’ fed’s
HA!
My homie hit me on the hip
And say he outta jail
Said he beat the charge
Crackers let him post a bail
I told him, "Ok, I’ll be there in 30 minutes"
Hit the interstate, the Chevy on them 26’s
Fuck the police, and the judge too
Here’s a message to my hood
And my whole crew free my niggas
Free my niggas free my niggas
Free my niggas free my niggas
Free my niggas free my nigga!
Hundred miles a hour
Speedin’ on the interstate
I’m just tryin’ to dodge
The fed’s and penitentiary
I keep my pistol on me
Strictly for my enemies a nigga playin’
Bet that he put out his misery
Old school, drop top
Thuggin’ I will not stop
See a bitch I want and make her
Strip just like a chop shot fuck you
Niggas they snitchin’ on everybody
Free my niggas free my niggas
That shit go for everybody
Let my homie Boosie go
And my nigga Super Zoe
I’ve been on that money tip
Shows go for 20 more yeah my dawg jumpin’
He already got his jury on
Rocks in every pocket
He already got his money long
That’s just what the real do
Pussy we don’t feel you
Jump up out the Phantom
Louie sandals when I peel through
Hatin’ I am shell proof
Yeah, nigga shell proof i almost forgot
Free my nigga Stan fool
I think my phone ringin’
Number I don’t recognize
I look up at the phone
They called a couple times
So I pick up that bitch like
"Who the fuck is this?" my dawg said, "Yo!"
I’m like, "Oh shit!"
"What up nigga, what up nigga?" he said
"I hit your phone just to fuck with ya"
I asked him how he up
He said, "I’m maintainin’"
Cell phone in jail
I’m like I can’t blame him
Judge try’na give my nigga 3 to 5
Lawyer try’na minimize them numbers down
He said some nigga snitchin’ when
They went to trial
Them fed’s caught him slippin’
We was kind’a wild
I holler free my niggas every single concert
Salute to all my homies who was ‘round first
I do this for ya’ll, I do this for ya’ll
And soon my niggas get here
We gonna fuckin’ ball!