Crooked I, Roc Marciano - G's Us lyrics

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 niggas fuck with boss
Niggas 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

They tried to separate us G's
But they never could
Boss niggas fuck with boss
Niggas 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

Blowing smoke out the Audi
My spread be smelling like mountie
Federalies on the hills that led the battles
Blowing smoke out the Audi
My spread be smelling like mountie
Federalies on the hills that led the battles
Blowing smoke out the Audi
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 butt laying in a plush coup, fuck you
My butt laying in a plush coup like fuck you

They tried to separate us G's
But they never could
Boss niggas fuck with boss
Niggas 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

Cali niggas drive the meanest chargers
We Robin Hoods like the English archer
Pouring our liquor for the deceased departure
Tell the Grim Reaper that we his partners
Cut the grass low
You snake niggas meet your gardeners
Gun sleeping in my waist
Don't awake my stainless
You interrupt his power nap
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 scientific, my mind's higher lifted
I wrote note thy self in
The Pyramids and hieroglyphics
I steal fire biscuit's
Street soldier I enlisted
I will end your world in 2012
Don't get the Mayans twisted
Promethazine and vodka that's
The gasoline bottle
I'm blowing 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 loots so lieutenants
Want to recruit me
But generals already absolutely salute me

They tried to separate us G's
But they never could
Boss niggas fuck with boss
Niggas 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

It's all love it's all love