Bun B - n***az Like Us lyrics

[Verse One - Celly Cel] Mobs and sh** once I get in Roll throught the Town with my clip in n***as lookin at me like they wanna start trippin That's when I come through clownin, dippin Flippin n***as off like they some hoes Let em all know about the Valley-Jo H-I double L side show, they don't want none of that funk no mo' 45 calibur slug, I ain't nothin but a Cali thug Caps get peeled in the ally blood All on the ground no Valley love Another body wrapped up in plastic Situations out here get drastic Sit back, see the boy in the casket, see the gra** get A little greener on my side of the table Ontraponuer with his own record label n***as get mad cuz we ain't able, pimps up n***a with them hoes in the stable I ain't gon fall for y'all, I'mma ball for y'all When it's on I'mma call for y'all, I'mma do it big have a ball for all Wall to wall, I'mma do it all for y'all Ain't no body playin games, got this sh** on lock better stay in your lane Got the infrared beam with the dot aim and yo 5 dollar a** bout to make some change Whatcha gon do with that? Got a bag full of rats with two in the back Bout to eat his a** up like doodle and mac Put his a** in the trunk and threw in the rats [Hook] n***as (n***as) Like (like) Us (us) x 4 [Verse Two - Spice 1] Get my clip, load my gat n***as don't wanna f** around with that File in back of the crib, rushed in and dumped Pumped 20 slugs up in the stomach left slumped Peeped nut in the house clear up in the house So real mutha f**as know what I'm talkin about Hop in a bucket and smash with a fifth of the gas And light a mutha f**in blunt wit my crazy a** Spice 1, Haystck with the best again And you don't wanna f** with the Mexicans Roll deep as f** with Mack 10s and AKs Nothin but a shark comin outta the Bay Make a million, mayn, see the realer, mayn It ain't nuttin to a boss man feel me mayn It don't stop, livin in the hustle dreams n***as gettin hit with infrared beams Mutha f**as goin all over the whoah Ready to dump, reload and duck low Runnin with the ra-real n***as fa sho Snitch a** n***as b**h up and turn ho f** yo life, f** yo b**h n***a we takin hostages, bully wit a fully and extended clips Hit em with the heaters and then we dip n***as like us keep puttin it down Cupcake n***as don't f** around Get smothered in a pound of coke, slit throat Hustlers caught up in a world of dope Smoke that blunt, drink that Hen Never see a bad guy like me again Head down, low drivin slow in the Benz Puffin indo smoke keyed put it in [Hook x4] [Verse Three - King Bun B] n***a we murders b**h you heard of us We the first to bust, you n***as is last to blast With the Criminalz smash the gas and drive by on your ba*tard a** Haters hurtin, close the curtains, open wounds and blood is squirtin Bullets flyin, flesh is fryin n***as dyin and they mamas cryin But f** all of that I don't bar it, I'mma finish sh** if I start it I'm regarded as lion hearted, I'mma make you dearly departed n***a deceased, pa** the weight of former You brought heat but my sh**'s warmer, quiet stormer You better have your armor, I'mma do more then harm ya I'mma lace ya, double face ya, pimp yo a** just like who aced ya They gon hafta replace ya when I turn the hood to Crocasia Here's a taste of the crome aimed at ya dome Leg gon fall, red on the wall, brain on the flo', stain on the do' And a mutha f**in lane for a pro For real tho, this real a** n***a gon k** yo b**ha** with a godamn steel toe to the grill ho Think I'mma stop here's a lil mo' So get it right cause we don't quite trust Playa haters all you vipors and I might bust In the night cuz, ya'll can't f** wit n***as like us [Hook x4]