Smif-n-wessun - Just Us lyrics

[ Buckshot ] Most definitely We up in here Boot Camp Clik On the beat... TY Dizzle Ah One Shot Deal Duck Down in this muthaf**a 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'mma 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 f** Countin up bucks, baby boy's lackin trucks Tryin to live through all the bullsh** Addin up chips, a n***a 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 n***as, 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 n***a move ahead of the gun So what you sayin? [ Hook: Buckshot ] Everyday all day (I'm) with my n***as (Just) hangin out (Just) coolin out (Just) on the regular (I'm) with my n***as (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 k**ed two, catch you while you're out on your grind A n***a 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 sh** 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 Pa**ed my b**h up, took the hooker back, it's cheaper to keep her Try to escape, a n***a keep gettin in deeper Yo, this ain't the same Starang n***as is used to I'm neutral but that don't mean a n***a won't shoot you Yo, I write a check, n***as turn up dead I'm like a toaster the way a n***a burn up bread Aha, I come on, I play chess when I'm rappin For real yo, a n***a 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 sh**" BC legendary, dog, remember these kids No record company can put an end to this sh** We click-click-click-connect, stay connect to get bricks Black Smif-n-Wessun's the sh**, 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 [ Hook ]