Everybody Knows Us

DOM KENNEDY & cARTer (Rap) & Pac Div - Rap, In English
Everybody Knows Us
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Duration: 4:32
Lyrics
[Verse 1: Dom Kennedy] Hands up, hands up, damn this is our anthem All these hoes is on the scene like, "Damn this nigga's handsome" First I had to be reserved but now I can just grab one My videos is real life, we shoot those shits to have fun She be sayin' "Take me out," I be playin "Take Me Down" Me my skills is Nas and Puff, recreatin' hate me now I ain't gotta talk shit, what I'm makin' make me loud I love it when my dad call and say, "Dom boy you make me proud!" I be on my Vans shit, had to put them Nike's down Air Force, Jordans, nah I never fuck with Nike now All these kids ain't cool to me, but you can't hate on Mikey now Fuck Soulja Boy, dog I heard that shit at Ice-T's house My Gucci bring them Mice's out, like Gucci I'm so icy now I tat my hood all on my arm, don't make me bring license out (damn) Tryna get my cake right, maybe bring the icin' out That mean you gone hate right? Make me bring the Tyson out When I'm in the buildin' nigga make sure all the lights is out (shh) Dom gone shine by any means, they say he's the nicest out Best car, nicest house, all that shit they writin' about Never meant shit to me, fuck you so excited 'bout? Maybachs, Phantoms, damn these is our anthems I used to look up to stars, but dog now that I am one I used to want a lot of hoes, but now bitch I can't stand one I used to like to go to shows, but now shit I can jam one like [Verse 2: Mibbs] Take ya hands and put 'em to the sky (sky) Do what I say girl don't ask me why (why) Back in the day they passed me by (by) Now I get dome on the passengers side Like (whoa!) damn I'm fly (fly) Ever since birth, been a stand up guy (guy) Niggas say, "Like you gone always be cool Even if you in a bucket or brand new ride" [Verse 3: Like] Ah, yes sir, we on fire All a nigga need is weed and lighter Tell that bitch chill or we [?] Spark the kush up, then we get higher In the sky like a suite on fire Surround ya ho like we in the Cypher Choo choo train we finna pipe her Send her home to you, we didn't wife her [Verse 4: BeYoung] Oh no, emergency BeYoung if ya heard of me You know I spit that third degree Hop inside and come skert with me Don't pay attention to the absurdest things Can tell by your face that you heard some things Girl so sad now a turned out freak She mad cause we permed that weave [Verse 5: Carter] They wanna wait and see, they hatin' me Shit feels great to me (uh huh) I'm in the place to be Bum ass niggas can't relate wit me None of them niggas try and take the Steez Kill they careers, shit, enough about them (ha) They wanna hear more about him Goldman's Warren, you can ask him (yeah) Bobby, Ben, you can ask them (ha) Ibn Jasper, ask him too (yeah) If I'ma need to know or who's who And If a chick had to pick, bet it's me she'd choose Born winner, them no lose (nah) The day I stop, I'll still resume (yeah) Born to ride, better check my resume I'm more Diddy, I'm no Loon (yeah) Clown ass niggas got me amused Hatin' ass hoes got me confused Talk 'em down, what's a nigga to do? (Gotta take the good with the bad, my nigga) Yeah All I know, all I know Is help myself, didn't help my folks Everything new, can't tell he broke Try so hard better grab them locs Hotel late now I sell that smoke I didn't at first now inhale that smoke I let my mamma down, damn I know, I know But a nigga gotta let go She so stoked, bought my CD Tellin' me she love everything he wrote But a nigga didn't write shit (shit) I guess he just got that gift (shit) Curse come with it, kill em with the flow Niggas better hope that a hearse come with it Get on a song with me? Please (naw) Niggas ain't flowin' with me? Please (naw) Look it's all on me, I can't help but believe All work no sleep, I ain't got no dreams Now cheap talk, kill it I'm in the game full court, y'all the sideline chillin' Come out that "H" that's why I'm grillin (H-Town) Watch a nigga take it to the carpet to the ceilin' (yeah) Everywhere I go I'm the livest in the buildin' All the money in the world couldn't buy that feelin (never) Couldn't buy that feelin' (naw) Try to buy that feelin' Everywhere I go I'm the livest in the buildin' All the money in the world couldn't buy that feelin' Hey Hey
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Credits
- Writers
- DOM KENNEDY
- Like
- BeYoung
- Mibbs
- cARTer (Rap)