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Just Us - текст песни



Just Us


[ Buckshot ]


Most definitely


We up in here


Boot Camp Clik


On the beat...


TY Dizzle


Ah


One Shot Deal


Duck Down in this muthafucka once again


Let's do this





[ VERSE 1: Top Dog ]


(You) thought I was finished, you thought I was done


Cause I took time off to raise my son


But I rep for the streets, prepared with the heat


The Top Dog will rhyme over any beat


Yeah, you rep for the hood, that's all to the good


My dogs get high off Henn and backwood


I got love for the game but some of you lames


Get me sick tryin to sound the same


But I do what I do, carry the flame


Like the last child tryin to carry the name


I'ma rep for my stripes, that's word to my life


Like you coward cops tryin to take my life





[ VERSE 2: Louieville ]


Yo, I'm just tryin to do me, high as fuck


Countin up bucks, baby boy's lackin trucks


Tryin to live through all the bullshit


Addin up chips, a nigga tryin to get rich


And when I'm aggravated I smoke heavenly


Drink heavenly until the loss of memory


It's the Vi-double to the l-e


Movin out where it's warm when it's chilly





[ VERSE 3: Buckshot ]


The god is back to put the r in rap


No R&B niggas, the streets don't want a part of that


Become hard for the game, some starve for the game


Some don't get the picture till they a part of the frame


Just cool it, mane, it's simple and plain


Yeah, I'm from Brooklyn but I live in this game


Still the same and I do the thang like it never was done


This little nigga move ahead of the gun


So what you sayin?





[ CHORUS: Buckshot ]


Everyday all day


(I'm) with my niggas


(Just) hangin out


(Just) coolin out


(Just) on the regular


(I'm) with my niggas


(Just) hangin out


(Just) coolin out


(Just) sober for now but


(I'm) rollin up


(Just) hangin out


(Just) coolin out


(Just) everbody together


(I'm) lovin it


(Just) hangin out


Coolin out





[ VERSE 4: Tek ]


Tek son, it's time that you're free


It been nights I ain't sleep


Too busy worried about the moves in the street


We send flames down the base of your spine


We lose one but we killed two, catch you while you're out on your grind


A nigga gotta get bloody every once in a row


Give it and go, let it out, it's good for the soul


How you're talkin but you can't understand it


I'm 'bout my money, mane, and I gets respect cause I demand it


Chief headbuster, throw a ace, come back on the sixth


Gotta jump, yeah, I ran but came back with the fifth


We turn May to the 4th of July


Sober you up, you're high


( ? ) I'm the voice of the ( ? )





[ VERSE 5: Starang Wondah ]


Yo, it's Starang Won with no deal, I'm mobile


This rap shit is so real, man, you don't even know Will


I play the crib, re-runs of _Moesha_


Eatin cold pizza, man, smokin more reefer


Passed my bitch up, took the hooker back, it's cheaper to keep her


Try to escape, a nigga keep gettin in deeper


Yo, this ain't the same Starang niggas is used to


I'm neutral but that don't mean a nigga won't shoot you


Yo, I write a check, niggas turn up dead


I'm like a toaster the way a nigga burn up bread


Aha, I come on, I play chess when I'm rappin


For real yo, a nigga feel like I'm the best when I'm rappin





[ VERSE 6: Steele ]


General Steele, original head, original crook


Reside in Southside Queens, born in the Brook


As a youth I was raised up by the books


Mom and pops gave what they could, the rest I took


Crook put me on, told me, "God, step to your biz


The hood needs soldiers to represent for the kids


Boom Camp started, so y'all gotta finish the shit"


BC legendary, dog, remember these kids


No record company can put an end to this shit


We click-click-click-connect, stay connect to get bricks


Black Smif-n-Wessun's the shit, we puttin it in


Entered da Stage underaged and became men


I shine, you shine, get your papers, mang


These cold streets preach the Rude Awakening


For the People we gon' do this, we endurin the pain


Duck Down more than a label, this family, mang





[ CHORUS ]



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