One Of Us - Nas/Rick Ross.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作词 : William Roberts/Calvin Kenon/Nasir Jones
[00:00.79] 作曲 : William Roberts/Calvin Kenon/Nasir Jones
[00:01.59]"One Of Us" (feat. Nas)
[00:12.53]You could die young out here
[00:14.72]Mess around and die before 21 out here
[00:17.22]Mamas stressing, seen them ratchets in the dresser
[00:20.47]She not asking questions
[00:21.34]She seen the vests and seen other kids in the casket resting
[00:23.78]Niggas so loud they got surround sound
[00:25.72]Smoking good shit cause they tryna take me back to some hood shit
[00:29.03]Any club, any fly fair
[00:31.47]If they start shooting all they remember is Nas was there
[00:33.97]Some homies of yours banging affiliation on their personal time
[00:36.84]Conflict with business can hurt down the line
[00:40.22]It’s something that you ain’t have nothing to do with
[00:42.84]Your man conversation end up getting you hit
[00:45.34]Learn how to draw the line from when we hang with the shooters
[00:48.41]Strippers, dealers and killers, leaches and opportunists
[00:50.72]Where I come from it’s ruthless, air you out from the Ubers
[00:54.28]Tutored by coke movers, put holes through your
[00:56.84]You wouldn’t get that from me though, you’d overlook me
[00:59.41]Looking like I just get to that money and stay in some shit
[01:02.09]Got a pretty real bitch life
[01:03.84]Fly niggas from the other side, hecklers, PKs, 9’s and .45’s
[01:09.28]7.62’s, deer hunting rifle shells, life is hell
[01:12.09]Shit sweeter than wine tasting
[01:14.16]But we won’t self indict ourselves
[01:17.22]Be our own prosecutor, won’t 25 to life ourselves
[01:19.34]We bout that moolah, rich shooters
[01:22.72]You getting money, got a body then you one of us
[01:26.91]Trust
[01:28.22]You getting money, got a body then you one of us
[01:31.16]Calculating, touching money, these niggas masturbating
[01:33.91]Tailored clothes, fa*******on magazines, they fascinated
[01:36.84]Double-M umbrella, the feds call it tax shelter
[01:39.53]Hit a million, they conspire to send the rats at you
[01:42.34]Cha-cha-cha-cha, slide, catch me on that other side
[01:45.16]Foreign cars, private jets, high rate of homicide
[01:48.22]Marc Jacobs chocolate diamonds, they for my white bitches
[01:50.91]Atheist, but her pussy could be so righteous
[01:53.59]Follow the rules, never let a man take your jewels
[01:56.66]And if he do, double back make sure he make the news
[01:59.34]It ain’t arrest, they ain’t a nigga til it’s time to bust
[02:02.28]You getting money, got a body then you one of us
[02:07.84]You getting money, got a body then you one of us
[02:12.09]Trust
[02:13.53]You getting money, got a body then you one of us
[02:16.22]Dice game, head crackers, time to get it back
[02:19.41]Only one in the studio that could get a pack
[02:22.53]Raw deal, rob a nigga like it’s on my appeal
[02:24.66]Closest friends do us best, regardless how I feel
[02:27.84]Went to the line and got em niggas on the same day
[02:30.66]Straight to the jeweler, and did the watches the same way
[02:33.59]Young sav on face time, talking cake time
[02:36.28]Next crib I build got cross state lines
[02:40.41]Niggas hate how I wear my heart on my sleeve
[02:42.16]And half the team, got the choppers with the shoulder slings
[02:44.84]It ain’t a rust, stay in the trap til you a hundred up
[02:47.53]You getting money, got a body then you one of us
[02:53.16]You getting money, got a body then you one of us
[02:58.53]Trust
[03:00.03]You getting money, got a body then you one of us

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作词 : William Roberts/Calvin Kenon/Nasir Jones
作曲 : William Roberts/Calvin Kenon/Nasir Jones
"One Of Us" (feat. 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
Niggas so loud they got surround sound
Smoking good shit cause they tryna take me back to some hood shit
Any club, any fly fair
If they start shooting all they remember is Nas was there
Some homies of yours banging 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 your
You wouldn’t get that from me though, you’d overlook me
Looking like I just get to that money and stay in some shit
Got a pretty real bitch life
Fly niggas from the other side, hecklers, PKs, 9’s and .45’s
7.62’s, deer hunting rifle shells, life is hell
Shit 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
You getting money, got a body then you one of us
Trust
You getting money, got a body then you one of us
Calculating, touching money, these niggas masturbating
Tailored clothes, fa*******on 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 bitches
Atheist, but her pussy 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 nigga til it’s time to bust
You getting money, got a body then you one of us
You getting money, got a body then you one of us
Trust
You getting money, got a body then you one of us
Dice game, head crackers, time to get it back
Only one in the studio that could get a pack
Raw deal, rob a nigga like it’s on my appeal
Closest friends do us best, regardless how I feel
Went to the line and got em niggas 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 cross state lines
Niggas 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 getting money, got a body then you one of us
You getting money, got a body then you one of us
Trust
You getting money, got a body then you one of us