One Of Us

Album cover art for "One Of Us" by JUST BANG & Big Sad 1900 & Philthy Rich

JUST BANG & Big Sad 1900 & Philthy Rich - Rap

One Of Us

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Duration: 4:05

Lyrics

[Intro: Big Sad 1900] Ayy We in LA, man 1900 7:34 PM It's Tuesday, nigga, I got court tomorrow, nigga You know, I'm on that Niggas on that, you know, I'm on that (RonRon, do that shit) I live on that shit [Chorus: Big Sad 1900] Runnin' with them weak niggas, claimin' that you beef with us (Huh?) Bitch, you wanna beat niggas, I'm on it when I see niggas (Bitch, I'm on it when I see niggas) Push the gas in the S coupe when I leave niggas (Skrrt, skrrt) Every day, you internet thuggin', like who is these niggas? (Fuck is these niggas?) Drove the foreign, went out of town, got my money up Walkin' down the block on Bedford street, throwin' the bunny up (Yeah) Tough nigga runnin' his lips, so I humbled cuz (So I humbled cuz) He ain't kill nothin', he a rapper, he ain't one of us [Verse 1: Big Sad 1900] This bitch only like me 'cause she see a nigga rapping I'ma fuck hеr in the car and I'ma bust all in a napkin Weren't thеre when I lost Tiny P and I was out trapping Ain't got a million dollars, I can't sleep, do no relaxing What the business is? Yeah, tell me what the business is When bro walked down on niggas, y'all was witnesses Been buyin' diamonds and foreigns, you niggas witnessed it Told you she a nasty lil' ho and you went and kissed the bitch Ask them old niggas that fell off, yeah, I been the shit 1900 pay me checks, they say I went legit I'll pull your ass out the car and get ignorant Them boys got dick in they mouth, so they ain't feelin' this Nigga, you a rapper, just rap, why you throwin' signs? You ain't never been in the hood, you got them people blind Thinkin' I'll go Bentley or Lamb', but I can't make my mind Free bro and them, they caught them bodies, then they caught that time [Interlude: Big Sad 1900] Free bro and them Straight up, nigga They caught them bodies, then they caught that time Free bro and them If you a rapper, nigga, just rap If you a singer, nigga, just sing, nigga Don't be what you not, nigga [Chorus: Big Sad 1900] Runnin' with them weak niggas, claimin' that you beef with us (Huh?) Bitch, you wanna beat niggas, I'm on it when I see niggas (Bitch, I'm on it when I see niggas) Push the gas in the S coupe when I leave niggas (Skrrt, skrrt) Every day, you internet thuggin', like who is these niggas? (Fuck is these niggas?) Drove the foreign, went out of town, got my money up Walkin' down the block on Bedford street, throwin' the bunny up (Yeah) Tough nigga runnin' his lips, so I humbled cuz (So I humbled cuz) He ain't kill nothin', he a rapper, he ain't one of us [Verse 2: Philthy Rich] Uh-huh, look Carl, Ben, Gary, Wafi Johnny, Hutch, Avianne I'm frontline, so them niggas gon' slide behind me I went federal, but I ain't finesse nor money bag They took thirty thou' from me, can't get that money back Got family in Inglewood like too much in D-O-E Bitch flew in from OT, I need my trap C-O-D Been to a hundred funerals, but I ain't been to one wedding Presidential 41 bust down, flower setting New Orleans, Hawaii, Houston up in one week Bitch made twenty thou' off boosting up in one week That broke bitch only had nineteen hundred Big 59 and Big Sad 1900 It's Philthy [Chorus: Big Sad 1900] Runnin' with them weak niggas, claimin' that you beef with us (Huh?) Bitch, you wanna beat niggas, I'm on it when I see niggas (Bitch, I'm on it when I see niggas) Push the gas in the S coupe when I leave niggas (Skrrt, skrrt) Every day, you internet thuggin', like who is these niggas? (Fuck is these niggas?) Drove the foreign, went out of town, got my money up Walkin' down the block on Bedford street, throwin' the bunny up (Yeah) Tough nigga runnin' his lips, so I humbled cuz (So I humbled cuz) He ain't kill nothin', he a rapper, he ain't one of us [Verse 3: Just Bang] Ayy, payday Got some good niggas down in LA March 27th, I got shot up on the way-way Driver and a shooter, if I slide, it ain't no play-play Knife in the front the flashlight up on this AK Throw the hood up, the homies think I'm bangin' Neighborhood I ain't wavin' no flag, this ain't my neighborhood Rappin'-ass niggas think they shooters, but they missing Sittin' at the breakfast table, MAC and a biscuit Horsepower Polo Big bread, Togo's Niggas in the field, they throwin' bullets, better go long Sucker niggas big mad In LA with Big Sad Old niggas hatin' from my hood, my ex stay mad [Chorus: Big Sad 1900] Runnin' with them weak niggas, claimin' that you beef with us (Huh?) Bitch, you wanna beat niggas, I'm on it when I see niggas (Bitch, I'm on it when I see niggas) Push the gas in the S coupe when I leave niggas (Skrrt, skrrt) Every day, you internet thuggin', like who is these niggas? (Fuck is these niggas?) Drove the foreign, went out of town, got my money up Walkin' down the block on Bedford street, throwin' the bunny up (Yeah) Tough nigga runnin' his lips, so I humbled cuz (So I humbled cuz) He ain't kill nothin', he a rapper, he ain't one of us

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Credits

Writers
  • JUST BANG
  • Big Sad 1900
  • Philthy Rich