One Of Us

Rick Ross, Nas2015年12月4日
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One Of Us (自己人) - Rick Ross (裏克·羅斯)/Nas (奈斯)

 

Nas:You could die young out here

Mess around and die before 21 out here

 

Mamas stressing seen them ratchets in the dresser

She not asking questions

She seen the vests and seen other kids in the casket resting

 

W**d so loud they got surround sound

Smoking good sh*t cause they tryna take me back to some hood sh*t

Any club any fly fair

If they start shooting all they remember is nas was there

 

Some homies of yours bangin' affiliation on their personal time

Conflict with business can hurt down the line

It's something that you ain't have nothing to do with

 

Your man conversation end up getting you hit

 

Learn how to draw the line from when we hang with the shooters

Strippers dealers and killers leaches and opportunists

Where I come from it's ruthless air you out from the ubers

Tutored by coke movers put holes through ya'

You wouldn't get that from me though you'd overlook me

Looking like I just get to that money and stay in some p**sy

Got a pretty real d**e life

 

Fly ni**a from the other side hecklers pks 9's and 45's

762's deer-hunting rifle shells life is hell

P**sy sweeter than wine tasting

But we won't self-indict ourselves

 

Be our own prosecutor won't 25-to-life ourselves

We bout that moolah rich shooters

Both:You getting money got a body then you one of us

 

Trust

 

You getting money got a body then you one of us

Rick Ross:Calculating touching money these *s masturbating

 

Tailored clothes fashion magazines they fascinated

 

Double-m umbrella the feds call it tax shelter

 

Hit a million they conspire to send the rats at you

Cha-cha-cha-cha slide catch me on that other side

 

Foreign cars private jets high rate of homicide

 

Marc jacobs chocolate diamonds they for my white b**ch

Atheist but her p**sy could be so righteous

Follow the rules never let a man take your jewels

And if he do double back make sure he make the news

It ain't arrest they ain't a p**sy til it's time to bust

You gettin' money got a body then you one of us

 

Both:You gettin' money got a body then you one of us

 

Trust

 

You gettin' money got a body then you one of us

 

Rick Ross:Dice game head crackers time to get it back

Only one in the studio that could get a pack

 

Raw deal rob a ni**a like it's on my appeal

Closest friends do us best regardless how I feel

 

Went to the line and got em b**ches on the same day

Straight to the jeweler and did the watches the same way

 

Young sav on face time talking cake time

Next crib I build got to cross state lines

 

*s hate how I wear my heart on my sleeve

And half the team got the choppers with the shoulder slings

 

It ain't a rust stay in the trap til you a hundred up

You gettin' money got a body then you one of us

 

Both:You gettin' money got a body then you one of us

 

You gettin' money got a body then you one of us

 

***歌詞來自第三方***

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