笨小笨We Them (Explicit)歌词由Preme&A$AP Rocky演唱，出自专辑《Dear America (Explicit)》，下面是《We Them (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
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We Them (Explicit) - Preme/A$AP Rocky
Show them niggas we ride and we roll
We'll be ridin' til the wheel falls off
Show them ni**a we grind and this gold
We'll be shinin' til the lights go out
Do this one for the highs for the lows
For the rich for the poor
For the niggas that won't make it
The niggas with a shot
The niggas that gon' give it all they got
We them niggas
I walk with niggas you don't f**k with
Them same niggas I stuck with
If I drive by in my spaceship them
Hoes all get abducted
Royalty I dream that
Loyalty I'll bleed that
Know many brothers I feed ni**a
So I don't need your feedback
Hunnid K where I sleep at
I got Louie loafs at my feet at
You touch one of mine
We take ten of yours and I mean that
Ni**a lean back I caught a case
And I'll beat the case
Jewish lawyers we need that
Yellin' mazel tov on my seat back
And a super ho on her knee caps
I'm fly as sh*t b**ch check me out
My b**ch bad as sh*t
Gon' and check her out
I had her at the hotel stretching out
Get checks in while I'm checkin' out
Real ni**a real ni**a
Twelve rounds I Holyfield niggas
I'm superman with this chopper fam
You looking at the man of steele ni**a
I ride around my town with young inmates
They hate coppers
Rich niggas all mobsters
Rude boys all shottas gully niggas
Some gaza daytimes
Like her night shifts
Our loyalty is priceless
Born poor but we'll die rich
Show them niggas we ride and we roll
We'll be ridin' til the wheel falls off
Show them ni**a we grind and this gold
We'll be shinin' til the lights go out
Do this one for the highs for the lows
For the rich for the poor
For the niggas that won't make it
The niggas with a shot
The niggas that gon' give it all they got
We them niggas
Them other rappers is dry snitchin'
Me I talk that fly sh*t
Plottin' at the lot Ferraris
I can't even drive stick
Mother f**k your gossip
The concept is my nine inch
Dick up on your b**ch lips
He kiss kiss I got this
Don't worry Harlem I got this
Somebody tell me where the top is
Parking lot pimp in a drop six
Comme de Garcon with Rock kicks
Mighta crew sh*t mighta chop sh*t
They on that new sh*t
They on that block sh*t
Like that pop sh*t I'm on that Pac sh*t
That hit em up motherf**ker die quick
The haters hate they don't want
Let my niggas come home
But I'm ambitious plus impatient
Plus the fact that I'm grown
I see the jealousy you made
And now my ni**a come on
Cause I'm on we on
Whole lot of names
Whole lot of lames
F**kin' up the way
Cause they all sound the same
But I'm sorry for the way
To make my own lane
These niggas so gay
Show them niggas we ride and we roll
We'll be ridin' til the wheel falls off
Show them ni**a we grind and this gold
We'll be shinin' til the lights go out
Do this one for the highs for the lows
For the rich for the poor
For the niggas that won't make it
The niggas with a shot
The niggas that gon' give it all they got
We them niggas
