| How could you? |
| Yeah
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| Yeah
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| Ayy, how could you blame us?
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| I came up off the corner
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| Lost a couple niggas on the way up (On the way up)
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| Still slide if it’s an issue, straight up
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| Stayed down in the trenches 'til I came up (Woah)
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| They was ridin' on the benches, couldn’t play us (Woah)
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| Niggas with life sentences raised us (Woah)
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| How could you blame us? |
| (Woo)
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| This how we came up, yeah (Woo)
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| Gave the game to my brother, now he runnin' his own shit
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| I remember we was broke and had nothin', didn’t own shit
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| Now it’s bussdown wrists, all glittery stone shit (Woah)
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| I’m with niggas I used to share clothes with
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| Had a vision and I executed (Yeah)
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| Seen niggas get executed
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| Coulda stopped the shooting, but I let him do it
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| Every story got something in common, that’s a beginning
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| Where I come from, it’s usually the same ending (Word)
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| Dead before twenty-five or twenty-five to life (Damn)
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| It’s either catch a body or die tonight (No lackin')
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| It’s us evolve or get evicted
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| It’s goin' down exactly how the practice predicted (They set us up)
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| Now it’s foreign cars and exotic women
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| Celebration, I survived all them shootouts I been in (Happy to be here)
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| We done turned lemons to lemonade
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| Paid in Full minus Rico, we out here gettin' paid (Woo)
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| I came up off the corner
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| Lost a couple niggas on the way up (On the way up)
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| Still slide if it’s an issue, straight up
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| Stayed down in the trenches 'til I came up
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| They was ridin' on the benches, couldn’t play us
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| Niggas with life sentences raised us
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| How could you blame us?
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| This how we came up, yeah
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| We was knockin' on neighbors' doors, askin' to hold shit
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| Now we kick in the doors, givin' niggas the whole clip (Bang)
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| Started out with eightballs, now we gettin' the whole brick
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| My bitch got knocked, told police she ain’t know shit
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| Shorty ain’t fold on me (Nope), could have told on me
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| Called me like, «Daddy, I’m good», then hung up the phone on me
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| Commissaryin' lawyer money to help her out (Woo)
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| Ain’t had no property back then, couldn’t bail her out
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| The bail bonds in there work in people with signatures (Damn)
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| I couldn’t find nobody to do that shit for you (I couldn’t)
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| Got it bad for you, baby, you did a bid for me
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| Got a copy of your paperwork, you ain’t mention me (Gangsta)
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| I came up off the corner (Word)
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| Lost a couple niggas on the way up (On the way up)
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| Still slide if it’s an issue, straight up (Brrt)
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| Stayed down in the trenches 'til I came up (Woo)
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| They was ridin' on the benches, couldn’t play us (Woo, woo)
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| Niggas with life sentences raised us (Yeah)
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| How could you blame us? |
| (Que Banz)
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| This how we came up, yeah (Woo, woo)
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| I was a lil' nigga buggin' in school, straight out of sophomore (Word)
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| Dropped out, so hard, but pushed soft more (Yeah)
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| My vision on the money, I’m just tryna see how more feel (Word)
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| Interfere or interrupt, I’m lettin' the fool peel (Brrt)
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| Old heads know we let it clap if that’s our last resort (Fuck outta here)
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| Youngins got the crown and they ain’t even have to pass the torch
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| Plastics for the store and the ratchets for the war
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| I’d rather have a Patek, automatics, that’s a score
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| We on offense but we see the haters comin' toward the D-line (Yeah)
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| Ayy, the block niggas still move and do the rewind
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| Sin again, still movin' and gettin' hit with tin (Brr)
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| Off-White is what I’m drippin' in, I’m in a different bins
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| I came up off the corner
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| Lost a couple niggas on the way up (On the way up)
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| Still slide if it’s an issue, straight up
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| Stayed down in the trenches 'til I came up
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| They was ridin' on the benches, couldn’t play us
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| Niggas with life sentences raised us
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| How could you blame us?
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| This how we came up, yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Blame Us , by - Uncle Murda. Song from the album Don't Come Outside, Vol. 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп