Capone-N-Noreaga All We Got Is Us Lyrics

[Noreaga talking]
Elpee...
Ya hot with this one dog!
Show these n____s what I'm like
Show these n____s I don't like
Show these n____s what I'm like
Show these n____s I don't like
Show these n____s what I'm like
Show these n____s I don't like
Show these n____s what I'm like
Show these n____s I don't like
Show these n____s what I'm like
Show these n____s I don't like

[Noreaga]
Yo, yo, yo, yo
I'm like Rich Porter, the epitome of Alpo(?)
AZ and Nicky Barnes, I rock (?) charms
I chopped it, and I cooked till my hands got numb
Shotguns malt-liquor and ones
I used to pay homage and wanted to play to be a fat cat
Someone like Castro, mad cash flow
Me and 'Pone like the best in the business
n____s show love, hoes show interest
My gun game - got my pops to blame
I used to hop over fences and buck in the rain
And I'm not that n____ that'll f___ ya dame
I'm true to my n____s, hop out the car
Hand on my mac, c___ back, ready to clap
Up in Iraq, see my n____s hustlin' crack
The same scheme from Queens when you livin' your dreams
You gotta sell things if you're looking for fiends

[Chorus]
(Noreaga)
I got love for n____s
(Capone)
n____s always snaky
(Noreaga)
I got love for hoes
(Capone)
Hoes always snaky
(Noreaga)
I got love for cliqua
(Capone)
Clique alwas snaky
(Both)
All we got is us
All we got is us

[Noreaga]
I know crips, yo crips even be in Iraq
I know young bloods and n____s like O.G. Mack
I dropped out in seventh grade and I knew I'd be straight
I went o.t. and then I copped bricks for eight
I cut black b____es off for at least three weeks
I had Spanish hoes spittin nuts on the seats
I see Jesus in my kids but it's silly to me
How I see Him in them, don't see Him in me

[Capone]
I blanks out, my n____ knight just hit the bricks
I'm not a rapper, I sell alot of crack but spit
n____s that I'm cool with, I only keep a n____ hot
Say I'm on some new s___, then I c___ the pop
The other side of the game, doin' fifty y'all
I survived behind the wall and the feds for y'all
Similar to "Hurricane," harassed half my life
I got a right to flash my ice, crash the Vipe

[chorus]

[Capone]
When everything goes sour, I got my dog
I squeezed off went through the pound and locked my doors
I'm not scared of your guns, I got shot before
n____s' jewels got little rocks like Arkansas
I'ma, (?) for the bid, but never the next
I'm the first in every verse spit s___ get worse
You can hate me, or wish I'd lie in a hearse
Respect my game, who the best? Select my name
I salute n____s in jail, I'm big as Latrell
On the street, you need heat? Ask Dominican Will
My cliqua's off the meter, we come gunnin' bullets
whistle past your ear, like police in London
We the best that ever did it, the rest never lived it
Gettin' bucked at a bing-time, stressed on a visit
I'm Y2K in a flesh, the future at it's best
nevertheless I pop metal to death

[chorus]

[Noreaga giving shout outs]
Yeah! Dedicated to Rich Porter little brother,
who died in the struggle and never got recognized for it!
Dedicated to n____s like Phat Cap and Perry Mason!
You know....
You know how them n____s do! Tash and corn bread supreme!
You know, E Money-Bags, Cameron Y.!
n____s that were gettin' money! That I was growin' up
tryin' to be like!
Ya smell me? Word up to all them gangster n____s!
All them gangster n____s, man!
All them gang bangin' n____s in L.A!
All them n____s in Little Rock, Arkansas!
Bang Bang, n____! It's nothin'!
I see y'all n____s, I feel your struggle!
I went through it the same way!
I'm still goin' through it the same way!
I'm just a rapper now!
People think I'm legit! But I do my s___!
I still gotta hustle, I still gotta have bricks!
But you know...
Let's feed the kids, man! Yeah, let's feed the kids, man!
Let's do this s___ for the kids, man!
I got a call right now (cell phone rings)!
I'm a answer my call! But I'm a just say it like this:
I do this for the gangstas, man! For the gangstas, man!