Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song All We Know, artist - Doe B. Album song Baby Jesus, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 05.11.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Doe B
Song language: English
All We Know |
| I come straight up out the bottom |
| Have 50 with dope fiends and robbers |
| Every nigga on my team got a choppa |
| Screamin for fuck the coppas, head bustin and fed duckin |
| All we know, all we know |
| 30 round, LA shit, that’s all we know |
| Play, we get seen about |
| Take in a SK in the Sweeney house |
| 50 pounds in the backyard, watching out for the jack boys |
| Jump in the task force |
| I’d like to welcome yall to ridgecrest |
| And those old niggas round me still there |
| Its Cote Block to my very last breath |
| When my granny died, I think that’s when I shed my last tear nigga |
| You don’t feel how I feel cos you don’t live how I live nigga |
| And I got hundrin in my blood uh |
| Got bricks all in my crib nigga (Free my uncle) |
| Wut you know bout having bricks in your crib nigga |
| Talking so many you can build a crib nigga |
| Lil nigga |
| Hustling baby is all we know |
| Blinded by these cars and clothes |
| These streets got me caught up in this place |
| Tryna make it out and maintain |
| Everyday trap house |
| Trenacote, got them pounds in the masc |
| Can’t serve without a get go |
| I bought that murda nawf back out |
| We was standing in the hallways |
| Duckin feds, servin Js |
| R.I.P Lil Mike, they had to take that boy away |
| Then why everytime you see my people throw away? |
| Posted in the cut with the cut always |
| And I am a Murk nigga, rest in peace Jerry |
| I know these niggas wanna see me on the T-shirt |
| They wanna see me fall, but I land feet first |
| Don’t wanna see me ball bitch but I get work |
| Circle K gas station, we don’t smoke purp |
| All I blow is OG, kush and sip syrup |
| Trenacote Shawty, thee project baby |
| Prodigal of my environment, cause the bricks made me |
| Caught up in the game like a maze |
| Come out first thing, bought a chain and a case so a nigga start hatin |
| Go get em out the way, 81 lawyers |
| So forget about the case and we can keep thuggin |
| There’s a pistol on your waist |
| Let 'em know that mister don’t play and mister don’t miss |
| Cause case don’t jail, real niggas don’t snitch |
| With the fully automatic, wiping out yo whole key yea |
| I know niggas on the road on a very long trip |
| I know niggas sold they soul homie just to look rich |
| If it ain’t bout money then you know it’s bullshit |
| When them shoes get ugly that when niggas pull tricks |
| I’ve been round niggas thuggin ever since I was a legit |
| Since a juvenile I’ve been getting it how I live |
| When father get a job, nigga I will pay bills |
| You can say a couple raw boys, see me shootin real |
| I need to wrap it, nigga |
| The streets is so hot |
| The streets is so hot |
| We tryna make it out there |
| We tryna make it out there |
| But hustling is all we know |
| Blinded by the cars and clothes |