Album Name

Trials & Tribulations

Artist

Ace Hood

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2013.01.01

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

We Them N****s - Ace Hood
Anybody seen a waitress
Tell her bring more liquor
All my dawgs in the building
and we smokin’ on that killer
Anybody know a hater
Middle finger to the ceiling
Feelin’ like John Gotti
can’t nobody fuck with us
We them niggas we them niggas
we them niggas
All the bad bitches know it
We them niggas we them niggas
Middle finger to the ceiling
We them niggas we them niggas
We don’t really give a fuck
‘Cause we them niggas
we them niggas
I’m screamin’
fuck them other niggas
cause I’m down for my niggas
Middle finger to the ceiling
everybody keep calm
‘Cause you’ve got some
real niggas in the building
And you don’t really look
familiar that’s your girl
My bad in my ear
she’s been begging me to hit her
Oh lord Oh lord
Have her really catching
feelings all night
from the club to the villa
Know you’re chilling
with the realest
I ain’t even gotta say it
Blowin’ money
I don’t really mean to litter
We them niggas
we them niggas
from the bottom to the top
Y’all mad LOL go figure
Balmain on the feet twenty
bottles of the peach
On the way
light ‘em up light ‘em up
I don’t really give a
what I don’t really give a
what Mess around
I’mma buy the whole club
I’m just really showin’ love
That gon’ probably get ‘em mad
so sad All haters need a hug
Take a hit of these drugs
gettin’ high with my dawgs
‘Til the ma’fuckin’ sun come up
Let it pass puff puff
Anybody seen a waitress
Tell her bring more liquor
All my dawgs in the building
and we smokin’ on that killer
Anybody know a hater
Middle finger to the ceiling
Feelin’ like John Gotti
can’t nobody fuck with us
We them niggas we them niggas
we them niggas
All the bad bitches know it
We them niggas we them niggas
Middle finger to the ceiling
We them niggas we them niggas
We don’t really give a fuck
We them niggas we them niggas
I let them haters keep talkin’
while the money pile up
I pull up in a two seater you
see him with a badass bitch
Lil’ nigga that’s a must
Good Lord Good Lord
Man her ass so retarded it
belong on a short yellow bus
And she rollin’ with them niggas
but she knew that already
Yeah we heavy
in this bitch like what
Now where you from
where you from
Don’t nobody else matter but
your day one niggas from the jump
Yeah we started from the bottom
with a dream and a dollar
Keep it real shorty
I know you wanna fuck
Amen Amen
Swear this watch that
I’m wearin’ on my wrist
Man this shit is pretty rare
Everything I do big
all I do is set trends
You can try it
don’t nobody really care
Don’t nobody really care
I can show you my committee
in my city
Boy I’m treated like the mayor
Way the bezel gold is
shining on a 100 grand Rollie
Boy it really ain’t a choice
but to stare
I’m just keepin’ shit player
Anybody seen a waitress
Tell her bring more liquor
All my dawgs in the building
and we smokin’ on that killer
Anybody know a hater
Middle finger to the ceiling
Feelin’ like John Gotti
can’t nobody fuck with us
We them niggas we them niggas
we them niggas
All the bad bitches know it
We them niggas we them niggas
Middle finger to the ceiling
We them niggas we them niggas
We don’t really give a fuck
‘Cause we them niggas
we them niggas
Let me hear you say
fuck the niggas
‘Cause we them niggas
we them niggas
Let me hear you say
fuck the niggas
‘Cause we them niggas
we them niggas
Let me hear you say
fuck the niggas
‘Cause we them niggas
we them niggas
Everybody know
they can’t fuck with us
‘Cause we them niggas
we them niggas what
‘Cause we them niggas
we them niggas what
‘Cause we them niggas
we them niggas what