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All We Got Video (MV)




Performed By: A-Cross
Length: 2:04
Written by: A-Cross




A-Cross - All We Got Lyrics




How could you relate to me
Told you my story A to Z
Was down waited patiently
And ripped the streets faithfully
I came up off pork and beans
5 stars, 6 stars, pyramids, pitchforks and fiends
Pissy mattresses, empty cabinets
You seen what I seen it make the f*cking devil Catholic
Nigga,
My Momma caught a case
My mans bought an eighth
The hood that I'm from aint safe
Hooping with the alley crates
I'm with the alley cats, 45 handle black
Fractured his hand shooting, cuz he couldn't handle that
Police scanners, shorty's got no manners
The neighbors watching embararassed we serving em on camera
They killed my nigga Jeff he was just asking for directions
So I ask Allah to bless me and suppress my aggression
Let me take you down memory lane
Where I sold my first 16th and got mixed in the game

Thats all we got
1 word 1 word 1 word nigga Wasrsquiat
I was broke last year standing on the corner hot
You put that work in one day you gonna run the block
Cause thats all we got

Thats all we got
1 word 1 word 1 word nigga Wasrsquiat
I was broke last year standing on the corner hot
You put that work in one day you gonna run the block
Cause thats all we got
Thats all we got

These niggas aint got no choice but to respect mine
Put you in the Tribune, Sun Times or the red eye
Seent a nigga get killed last week on the red line
And my cousin locked up downtown doing Fed time

These niggas aint got no choice but to respect mine
Put you in the Tribune, Sun Times or the red eye
Seent a nigga get killed last week on the red line
And my cousin locked up downtown doing Fed time
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How could you relate to me
Told you my story A to Z
Was down waited patiently
And ripped the streets faithfully
I came up off pork and beans
5 stars, 6 stars, pyramids, pitchforks and fiends
Pissy mattresses, empty cabinets
You seen what I seen it make the f*cking devil Catholic
Nigga,
My Momma caught a case
My mans bought an eighth
The hood that I'm from aint safe
Hooping with the alley crates
I'm with the alley cats, 45 handle black
Fractured his hand shooting, cuz he couldn't handle that
Police scanners, shorty's got no manners
The neighbors watching embararassed we serving em on camera
They killed my nigga Jeff he was just asking for directions
So I ask Allah to bless me and suppress my aggression
Let me take you down memory lane
Where I sold my first 16th and got mixed in the game

Thats all we got
1 word 1 word 1 word nigga Wasrsquiat
I was broke last year standing on the corner hot
You put that work in one day you gonna run the block
Cause thats all we got

Thats all we got
1 word 1 word 1 word nigga Wasrsquiat
I was broke last year standing on the corner hot
You put that work in one day you gonna run the block
Cause thats all we got
Thats all we got

These niggas aint got no choice but to respect mine
Put you in the Tribune, Sun Times or the red eye
Seent a nigga get killed last week on the red line
And my cousin locked up downtown doing Fed time

These niggas aint got no choice but to respect mine
Put you in the Tribune, Sun Times or the red eye
Seent a nigga get killed last week on the red line
And my cousin locked up downtown doing Fed time
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Writer: A-Cross
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