Mysonne - US (ft. O Pressure, Kasket Boys & Chi Ali) (Lyrics - Paroles)

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Mysonne - US (ft. O Pressure, Kasket Boys & Chi Ali) (Lyrics - Paroles)

Mysonne - US (ft. O Pressure, Kasket Boys & Chi Ali) (Lyrics - Paroles)
[Hook]
At the top itís just us, nigga, itís us
But I donít reallt trust niggas, I donít
You us, itís just us nigga, itís us
But I donít reallt trust niggas,
We gangsters, we donít fuck with niggas
At the top is where you see us nigga
Since a younging bitch we been them niggas
Since a younging bitch we been them niggas

Itís just us nigga, fuck niggas,
Thatís right, fuck niggas
I donít trust none of yíall
Lame ass, fuck niggas
What nigga, say something,
My young boys will spray some
We really bout that, yeah
Dumb boys, they front
We donít discriminate
You play then you gotta go
Line em up, knock em down like domino
Vamonos, adios, headshots, body blows
I donít know who told these niggas that I donít go
I gotta hold that blow like the wind
Another hoe that do the same thing like they twins
We going hard, cause any day like the end
These fake niggas play like your friends
Thatís why

These niggas ainít my material,
Ainít cut from the same material
Thereís a general peace to em
While I put the heat to em
The defeat for em
They canít eat from the plate that we eat from
Cause we deep up, and the songs where the money come
And when the law come, we donít know how to run son
I let the gun bang, bang, throw dumb dumbs
Here the moneyís longs come fuck where I come from
Bitch I took in brooklyn, cause I move like a crooklin
Call me brooklyn or move a little butt
Cause I gun butt niggas with the 40 clip when itís on top
Öandrew luck, cause he playin with the colt, 44
Like the doors of the range rover
And if he say us one more, itís time
Nigga Iím shinin 99 with a 9 in the club
But Iím a dope in this hood,
And Iíma hit, hit thug
Tell em play Öwhat, what
As I took plenty cars to the puff from the lot
When they me Öus down
Niggas like who them clowns
You know the rules nigga lay down
Old bitch nigga lay down
You know the rules nigga lay down
Old bitch nigga lay down

[Hook]
At the top itís just us, nigga, itís us
But I donít reallt trust niggas, I donít
You us, itís just us nigga, itís us
But I donít reallt trust niggas,
We gangsters, we donít fuck with niggas
At the top is where you see us nigga
Since a younging bitch we been them niggas
Since a younging bitch we been them niggas

You fuck with one, you fuck with all
We keep it real street, you donít run it all
You never saw hammers bust so before
We real killers, now wanna see more?
Iím addicted to that dope shit, watch how that dope flip
Us in the building, said that thing bout to go click
Let a nigga act up, watch how he back up
When he hear the sound of that thing go black out
Iím original, ex criminal, bring it to anybody that wanna talk subliminal
Real nigga shit, send my us boys, they will get rid of you
No masses, just ratchets, bullet proof vest boots and tactics
We balling, like mavericks, yíall fuck boys lookin real average
We chop that dough fool, real mama cook that soul food
And hustle, that duffle
Got more greens thang hong fu
I donít hate on niggas, tell me body wanna hate on me
Letís just agree to disagree
Yeah let the situation be
Been all up in them sell boss, your characteristics donít tell at all
Either transparent, you keep it talk
My gangsterism gonn let me know
Fight cuts you gun butts in them niggas that I canít trust
You know this money lay around, Iíma fuck around
And kill one of you niggas for fuckin it up
I hate rats, disloyal niggas, if deathÖ
Them natreys gonn roll you niggas like white
Hold up, let me load my gun up
Run sexÖyou fuck boys, for tryina slow my numbers
Itís us gang, respect the movement
The people chose us, dick we ainít choosin
I was in the kitchen just mindin my bizz
And I said letís flip this thing to music
And I wonít chargeÖfather show you how fast illusion
Like run up on you, smokin a blunt shit
And everything you live for proof to move it
Gangster shit, itís not the moviesÖ
And Iím a casket boy, certified, let it go quick boy
Like I ainít do shit, duffle bag I do love
Get found in abandoned building,
In the dark, somewhere alone just for fuckin with us

Itís just us nigga, industry filled with fuck niggas
So fuck niggas, make me reach out and touch niggas
Iím tryian walk straight and make a mill or 2
These fucking rappers rich and 40ís what a miller do
Some niggas talking coke, some niggas talking bricks
Your favorite rapper, he a liar, he just talking shit
Iím here to speak the truth and Iím about that mess
That money motive, pistol pete, canít leave out that sex
We from the bronx, grinding, grinding at the top nigga
From the cop, and you snitches all you hot niggas
Itís just us nigga, loyalty a must nigga
My niggas here poppin molly smoking dust niggas
Donít give a fuck niggas, witness is to buck niggas
And go to jail in that yard and cut niggas
Some niggas rocking flags, some niggas rocking ice
You ainít us nigga, you ainít bout that life.

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Mysonne

Titre: US
Featuring(s): O Pressure, Kasket Boys & Chi Ali
Tags : Mysonne, O Pressure, Kasket Boys , Chi Ali,
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