Like Us lyrics

{Chito Rana$]

You a b*tch you ain't my homie
You ain't nun like me
I keep a big .45 but
Its tucked under my jeans
They had me once but
Ain't do nothin to me
I think I {?]
Because im safe in the streets
f*ck em all, f*ck a sukka
And a b*tch ass lame
b*tch im still thuggin
And i just got out that cage
And i love banging the hood
I swear i love my gang
And this for my n*ggas thats doing all day


[OTADueceFoe]

These n*ggas groupes
I dont like no fans dont talk to me
If we spot that beamer
We gon beat it like a hoopty
Give a f*ck bout hand tatts
We already aimed it at your Kofi
Finger f*cking on the Glock
I got it busting like a coochie
Im OTA or nothing else
You know im verified
And free the thugs who
Got p*ssy on the other side
One, two and three
Hit his spine and leave him paralyzed
Thats on my soul, you know lil [?]
Love to terrorize

[Lulboog39]

Its gen5 in my leg
Im walkin with a limp
Dunks on, purple jeans
Blues like a crip and
b*tch we been did that sh*t
Now we gettin rich
sh*t, f*ck, its fully everything
And i ain't f*cking with no n*gga
Who say [?]
Drop the stock, hes for the di*k
I think this fooly gay
And yeah we know nobody out
We through there anyways
No shells in my handgun
So lets go play that


[Chito Rana$]

Im sayin, i ain't tryna play
With these n*ggas
My lil brother was killed
Im tryna find his killa
Im on these motherf*ckers neck
I got like 15 drillas
And they all come from reno
I swear i love these n*ggas
We gon go to san jose
And we gon find his b*tch
Call my twin Gravedigger
Tell him dig new ditch
I dont want that blick
If it ain't got no switch
And i dont want that b*tch
If she can't suck my di*k

[Lulboog39]

Chop out, bro's [?]
Screaming at my face
I had no mask on that
Oh thats another case
Dropped hella shells out that
Damn near broke the drake
[?]
Another rappers chain
Yeah on my momma you can step
But you ain't do nothin
Ain't nobody grab a book
They [?]
Stupid b*tch cut the lights
I see the boys coming
We [?] in this low
He went off runnin


[OTADueceFoe]

Look aye, run it back
I ain't had a problem
Tryna run it back
I dealt with that
It was 50 now its a 100 pack
Ill handle that
I pass lil bro the ahhh
I told him empty that
Im boxing up the load
You couldn't guess who smoked
The sukka pack
Ill still take it if its
2 tone or its all black
[?]
Im off the juice im going out of sac
And i go hard
Id rather take the rollers {?]
We still standing tall
I guess the older heads
Ain't feelin that

{OTADueceFoe}

Aye free the thugs, free the spades


{Chito Rana$]

Mala or nada b*tch, Long live Jali
Long live champ, Long live Sparky
Uh Wok