| They tried to separate us G’s but they never could
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| They tried to separate us G’s but they never could
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| They tried to separate us G’s but they never could
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| Boss niggas fuck with boss niggas in every hood
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| Cause, blood, God, son, peoples, folks, thugs, love
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| Divide and conquer is the method but it’s understood
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| We get respect in every section that us hustlers stood
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| Cause, blood, God, son, peoples, folks, thugs, love
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| They tried to separate us G’s but they never could
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| Boss niggas fuck with boss niggas in every hood
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| Cause, blood, God, son, peoples, folks, thugs, love
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| Divide and conquer is the method but it’s understood
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| We get respect in every section that us hustlers stood
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| Cause, blood, God, son, peoples, folks, thugs, love
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| Blowing smoke out the Audi
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| My spread be smelling like mountie
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| Federalies on the hills that led the battles
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| Blowing smoke out the Audi
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| My spread be smelling like mountie
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| Federalies on the hills that led the battles
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| Blowing smoke out the Audi
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| My spread be smelling like mountie
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| Federalies on the hills that led the battles
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| Stray the dames, great capillaries
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| Caress fatties, piggy ray canary
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| Cuban lane Miami
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| Virgin Mary turn a purple caddy
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| Gary sweet callin' purple candy
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| Talking bird out of the panties
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| Swallow brandy, I fly to where Sandy
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| You lay south up in your camp
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| Be like glam me
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| Old hammer blammer AT, melt some
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| Cans, a bottle of wine, I set the belt buckles
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| The bare I hustle, had the snout lustful
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| Blow the spot like a mushroom
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| And takin' the truck fumes
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| I taste the crushed food, drink a cup full
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| Display the Jacob on the cuff too
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| My gain is plush blue
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| My waste day on a bus rule
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| My butt laying in a plush coup, fuck you
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| My butt laying in a plush coup like fuck you
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| They tried to separate us G’s but they never could
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| Boss niggas fuck with boss niggas in every hood
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| Cause, blood, God, son, peoples, folks, thugs, love
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| Divide and conquer is the method but it’s understood
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| We get respect in every section that us hustlers stood
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| Cause, blood, God, son, peoples, folks, thugs, love
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| Cali niggas drive the meanest chargers
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| We Robin Hoods like the English archer
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| Pouring our liquor for the deceased departure
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| Tell the Grim Reaper that we his partners
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| Cut the grass low, you snake niggas meet your gardeners
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| Gun sleeping in my waist, don’t awake my stainless
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| You interrupt his power nap, he gonna make you famous
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| It took a long time for the world to let me display my cadence
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| Like a hospital chaplain, I had to pray for patience
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| It’s all scientific, my mind’s higher lifted
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| I wrote note thy self in the Pyramids and hieroglyphics
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| I steal fire biscuits, street soldier I enlisted
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| I will end your world in 2012 don’t get the Mayans twisted
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| Promethazine and vodka that’s the gasoline bottle
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| I’m blowing cigar smoke on a show magazine model
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| That Ferrari squat, she has a scene throttle
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| It cost an arm and a leg, the amputee auto
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| About my loots so lieutenants want to recruit me
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| But generals already absolutely salute me
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| They tried to separate us G’s but they never could
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| Boss niggas fuck with boss niggas in every hood
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| Cause, blood, God, son, peoples, folks, thugs, love
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| Divide and conquer is the method but it’s understood
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| We get respect in every section that us hustlers stood
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| Cause, blood, God, son, peoples, folks, thugs, love
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| It’s all love
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| It’s all love |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song G's Us , by - Crooked I. Song from the album Psalm 82:6, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп