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ace hood – we don’t lyrics

[produced by schife]

[hook: ace hood]
know better
ace hood
rich homie quan
well, you know better
yeah, yeah, hey
(hey we don’t f-ck with you, n-gga)
we don’t f-ck with you, we don’t f-ck with you
(we don’t f-ck with you, n-gga)
we don’t f-ck with you, we don’t f-ck with you
(don’t f-ck with you)
you can’t sit with us, you can’t hit the blunt (can’t hit the blunt)
just to tell the truth, hey we don’t f-ck with you hey

[hook: ace hood]
(we don’t f-ck with you, n-gga)
we don’t f-ck with you, we don’t f-ck with you
(we don’t f-ck with you, n-gga)
we don’t f-ck with you, we don’t f-ck with you
(don’t f-ck with you)
you can’t sit with us, you can’t hit the blunt (can’t hit the blunt)
just to tell the truth, we don’t f-ck with you (don’t f-ck with you n-gga)

[verse 1: ace hood]
we don’t f-ck with you, we don’t f-ck with you (f-ck with you)
i can smell that fake from like a mile or two, yo
only smoke that loud, and not that reggie, mayne (wop, wop)
i got all my whips in all my b-tches names [?]
standin’ on your sofa, n-gga, f-ck your couch (f-ck your couch)
n-ggas like some b-tches, they just run their mouth (they’re run their mouth)
askin’ all them questions, boy your mind gone (your mind gone)
boy you must be workin’ for the 5-0 wo-ho
n-ggas out here ballin’ for a season
watch these b-tches, they are so misleadin’
this real n-gga air you cannot breathe in wooo
i just want you to give me a reason
i, don’t f-ck with these n-ggas, na, na, na, na
i say now i, ain’t lovin’ these b-tches
cross my heart and hope to die

[hook: ace hood]
we don’t f-ck with you, we don’t f-ck with you
(we don’t f-ck with you, n-gga)
we don’t f-ck with you, we don’t f-ck with you
(don’t f-ck with you n-gga)](4245341)
you can’t sit with us, you can’t hit the blunt [?]
just to tell the truth, hey we don’t f-ck with you hey

[hook: ace hood]
we don’t f-ck with you n-gga
we don’t f-ck with you, we don’t f-ck with you
(we don’t f-ck with you, n-gga)
we don’t f-ck with you, we don’t f-ck with you
(don’t f-ck with you)](4245341)
you can’t sit with us, you can’t hit the blunt
just to tell the truth, we don’t f-ck with you

[verse 2: rich homie quan]
rich quan
i love my alphabets, all i smoke is ls ls?
yeah, c+ is the police, i don’t f-ck with 12s woo
i spent too much money on the package for the scale (why’s that?)
i need my money up front cause i don’t trust the mail
i’m gon’ rip this beat apart if the b-ss good woo
my block is like a deck of cards, yeah ace hood
i wanna know just who you are and if you taste good (what)
i can go anywhere i want because my face good (a1)
got this lil’ b-tch i jump up on like a skateboard (kick, push)
every time that i need some money, i take some (f-ck, f-ck, f-ck) [?]
she’ll suck my d-ck and go and kiss her n-gga [?]
stop it, my pan 4-door, f-ck you, hit my middle finger

[hook: ace hood]
c’mon
we don’t f-ck with you, we don’t f-ck with you
(we don’t f-ck with you, n-gga)
we don’t f-ck with you, we don’t f-ck with you
(don’t f-ck with you n-gga)
you can’t sit with us, you can’t hit the blunt [?]
just to tell the truth, hey we don’t f-ck with you hey

[hook: ace hood]
we don’t f-ck with you n-gga
we don’t f-ck with you, we don’t f-ck with you
(we don’t f-ck with you, n-gga)
we don’t f-ck with you, we don’t f-ck with you
(don’t f-ck with you)
you can’t sit with us, you can’t hit the blunt (hit the blunt)
just to tell the truth, hey we don’t f-ck with you hey

[verse 3: ace hood]
don’t f-ck with you n-gga
just know my circle small and i don’t trust n0body
we gon’ have to weigh that money, too much profit pilin’ woo
i just love to stunt on all my old hoes
i do not f-ck with that b-tch, she cannot keep her legs closed
i’m runnin’ the game (i’m runnin’ the game)
i’m f-ckin’ them lames (i’m f-ckin’ them lames)
forrealla, forreal
that head was insane
but all of these n-ggas be frontin’ (frontin’)
all of my n-ggas be stuntin’ (stuntin’)
livin’ this life and we love it
we gettin’ this money, i keep it 100
say i, don’t yeah, yeah f-ck with these n-ggas na, na, na, na
i say, now i
ain’t lovin’ these b-tches
cross my heart and hope to die

[hook: ace hood]
we don’t f-ck with you, we don’t f-ck with you
(we don’t f-ck with you, n-gga)
we don’t f-ck with you, we don’t f-ck with you
(don’t f-ck with you n-gga)
you can’t sit with us, you can’t hit the blunt (can’t hit the blunt)
just to tell the truth, hey we don’t f-ck with you hey

(we don’t f-ck with you, n-gga)
we don’t f-ck with you, we don’t f-ck with you
hey [?]
we don’t f-ck with you, we don’t f-ck with you [?]
(don’t f-ck with you)
you can’t sit with us, you can’t hit the blunt (we have the motherf-cking best time)
just to tell the truth, we don’t f-ck with you
[?]
yeah, we don’t f-ck with you
we don’t f-ck with you
what’s wrong with you n-gga?

- ace hood lyrics

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