Capone-N-Noreaga - All We Got Is Us lyrics

Elpee ya hot with this one dog!
Show these niggas what I'm like
Show these niggas I don't like
Show these niggas what I'm like
Show these niggas I don't like
Show these niggas what I'm like
Show these niggas I don't like
Show these niggas what I'm like
Show these niggas I don't like
Show these niggas what I'm like
Show these niggas I don't like

Yo, yo, yo, yo
I'm like Rich Porter, the epitome of Alpo
AZ and Nicky Barnes, I rock sticky thumbs
I chopped it
And I cooked till my hands got numb
Shotguns malt-liquor and ones
I used to pay homage and wanted to
Play to be a fat cat
Someone like Castro, mad cash flow
Me and 'Pone like the best in the business
Niggas show love, hoes show interest
My gun game - got my pops to blame
I used to hop over fences
And buck in the rain
And I'm not that nigga that'll fuck ya dame
I'm true to my niggas, hop out the car
Hand on my mac, cock back, ready to clap
Up in Iraq, see my niggas hustlin' crack
The same scheme from Queens when
You livin' your dreams
You gotta sell things if
You're looking for fiends

(Noreaga) i got love for niggas
(Capone) niggas always snaky
(Noreaga) i got love for hoes
(Capone) hoes always snaky
(Noreaga) i got love for cliqua
(Capone) clique alwas snaky
(Both) all we got is us
All we got is us

I know crips, yo crips even be in Iraq
I know young bloods and niggas like OG mack
I dropped out in seventh grade and
I knew I'd be straight
I went OT and then I copped bricks for eight
I cut black bitches off for
At least three weeks
I had Spanish hoes spittin nuts on the seats
I see Jesus in my kids but it's silly to me
How I see Him in them, don't see Him in me

I blanks out
My nigga knight just hit the bricks
I'm not a rapper
I sell alot of crack but spit
Niggas that I'm cool with
I only keep a nigga hot
Say I'm on some new shit, then I cock the pop
The other side of the game, doin' fifty y'all
I survived behind the wall and
The feds for y'all similar to "Hurricane
" harassed half my life
I got a right to flash my ice, crash the Vipe

When everything goes sour, I got my dog
I squeezed off went through the
Pound and locked my doors
I'm not scared of your guns
I got shot before
Niggas' jewels got little rocks like Arkansas
I'm the, prophet of BIG, but never the next
I'm the first in every verse
Spit shit get worse
You can hate me, or wish I'd lie in a hearse
Respect my game, who the best? Select my name
I salute niggas in jail, I'm big as Latrell
On the street
You need heat? Ask Dominican Will
My cliqua's off the meter
We come gunnin' bullets
Whistle past your ear, like police in London
We the best that ever did it
The rest never lived it
Gettin' bucked at a bing-time
Stressed on a visit
I'm Y2K in a flesh, the future at it's best
Nevertheless I pop metal to death


Yeah! Dedicated to Rich Porter little brother
Who died in the struggle and
Never got recognized for it!
Dedicated to niggas like Phat
Cap and Perry Mason! You know
You know how them niggas do!
Tash and corn bread supreme!
You know, E Money-Bags, Cameron Y!
Niggas that were gettin' money! That
I was growin' up tryin' to be like!
Ya smell me? Word up to
All them gangster niggas!
All them gangster niggas, man!
All them gang bangin' niggas in LA!
All them niggas in Little Rock, Arkansas!
Bang Bang, nigga! It's nothin'!
I see y'all niggas, I feel your struggle!
I went through it the same way!
I'm still goin' through it the same way!
I'm just a rapper now!
People think I'm legit! But I do my shit!
I still gotta hustle
I still gotta have bricks! But you know
Let's feed the kids, man! yeah
Let's feed the kids, man!
Let's do this shit for the kids, man!
I got a call right now (cell phone rings)!
I'm a answer my call! But I'm
A just say it like this:
I do this for the gangstas
Man! For the gangstas, man!