Crooked I - G's Us lyrics

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Crooked I - G's Us lyrics

[Chorus:] They tried to separate us G's but they never could They tried to separate us G's but they never could They tried to separate us G's but they never could Boss n***as f** with boss n***as in every hood Cause, blood, God, son, peoples, folks, thugs, love Divide and conquer is the method but it's understood We get respect in every section that us hustlers stood Cause, blood, God, son, peoples, folks, thugs, love Hold up Crook you going to hard man They been waiting for this for a minute [Chorus:] They tried to separate us G's but they never could Boss n***as f** with boss n***as in every hood Cause, blood, God, son, peoples, folks, thugs, love Divide and conquer is the method but it's understood We get respect in every section that us hustlers stood Cause, blood, God, son, peoples, folks, thugs, love [Verse:] Yeah, Croo let's go my n***a Blowing smoke out the outie My spread be smelling like mountie Federalies on the hills that led the battles Blowing smoke out the outie My spread be smelling like mountie Federalies on the hills that led the battles Blowing smoke out the outie My spread be smelling like mountie Federalies on the hills that led the battles Stray the dames, great capillaries Caress fatties, piggy ray canary Cuban lane Miami Virgin Mary turn a purple caddy Gary sweet callin' purple candy Talking bird out of the panties Swallow brandy, I fly to where Sandy You lay south up in your camp Be like glam me Old hammer blammer AT, melt some, Cans, a bottle of wine, I set the belt buckles The bare I hustle, had the snout lustful Blow the spot like a mushroom And takin' the truck fumes I taste the crushed food, drink a cup full Display the Jacob on the cuff too My gain is plush blue, my waste day on a bus rule My bu*t laying in a plush coupe, f** you n***a My bu*t laying in a plush coupe like f** you [Chorus:] They tried to separate us G's but they never could Boss n***as f** with boss n***as in every hood Cause, blood, God, son, peoples, folks, thugs, love Divide and conquer is the method but it's understood We get respect in every section that us hustlers stood Cause, blood, God, son, peoples, folks, thugs, love [Verse:] Calli n***as drive the meanest chargers We Robin Hoods like the english archer Pouring our liquor for the dececed departure Tell the Grim Reaper that we his parteners Cut the gra** low, you snake n***as meet your gardners Gun sleeping in my waist, don't awake my stainless You interrupt his power neck, he gonna make you famous It took a long time for the world to let me display my cadence Like a hospital chaplain, I had to pray for patience It's all scietific, my mind's higher lifted I wrote note thy self in the Pyramides and hieroglyphics I steal fire bisquits, street soldier I enlist it I hope in your world that in 2012 don't get the mayans twisted For metazine and vodka that's the gasoline bottle I broke a cigar, smoke on a show magazine model That Ferrari squat, she has a scene throttle It cost an arm and a leg, the amputee auto About my lutes and lieutenants want to recruit me But generals already absolutely salutely [Chorus:] They tried to separate us G's but they never could Boss n***as f** with boss n***as in every hood Cause, blood, God, son, peoples, folks, thugs, love Divide and conquer is the method but it's understood We get respect in every section that us hustlers stood Cause, blood, God, son, peoples, folks, thugs, love [Outro:] It's all love It's all love

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