G's Us

[Intro: Crooked I] 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 [Hook] 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 [Verse 1: Roc Marciano] 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 [Hook] 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 [Verse 2: Crooked I] 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 biscuits, 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 [Hook] 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 [Outro] It's all love It's all love