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Correct Free My Niggas Lyrics
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Ace Hood
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Correct Free My Niggas
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[Intro:] Hey man This a message to the judge Mother fuckin' da Mother fuckin' fed's Ha! Chorus: 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 Chorus: 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! 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! Chorus: 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!
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