Lyrics One Sound - Berner & The Jacka feat. Rydah J. Klyde

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"I know they know"
"I know they know"
"J, T, A.J. Listen."
This is that one sound, we stay in the hood we don't come around.
I just want to make you proud, but you rather see me gundown.
This is that one sound, we stay in the hood we don't come around.
I just want to make you proud, but you rather see me gundown.
Ey!
Last find, another time.
Try'na catch a past for a houndrend pound.
I sleep with a houndrend rounds.
Don't care what cake on, wake till the sun is down.
Cross nigga's get rich, and man... Show us how.
They get stipp blowing, had to do is hold it down.
Nigga's talk to P, bitches try'na boss us down.
But we ain't shit in here, nigga that will walk us out.
Wiz is killing man, it's safe for ya'll to walk around.
Take the drink man, he ain't keeping cops down.
We try'na make bands, never take a loss from now.
Can't find a dees pine seller, rasta five A.M.
This is that one sound, we stay in the hood we don't come around.
I just want to make you proud, but you rather see me gundown.
This is that one sound, we stay in the hood we don't come around.
I just want to make you proud, but you rather see me gundown.
I used to get fourty A, a houndred for the dark perk.
Hit it with a light one, while we all die young.
Who you think they buy from? Me?
I'm freshin the stones, let me light more trees. Let me fire more d's.
When they touch, Im'ma counting cash.
I'm try'na get a little money out a round ass.
Yeah they love me like Chapo, little D.B's laying Pablo.
Me jacking blows, sipping lean out the bottle.
Act while in Ohaïo, im sitting in the rains.
With a pocket full of houndred dollar bills feeling strange.
They love me in the city, I wanna make them proud.
But a few fuckboys rather see me gundown.
This is that one sound, we stay in the hood we don't come around.
I just want to make you proud, but you rather see me gundown.
This is that one sound, we stay in the hood we don't come around.
I just want to make you proud, but you rather see me gundown.
Yeah.
This is that one sound, Ha, told me. Just I told you, just to know me down.
Cuz' nigga's wanna gun you down.
But you better find your friends because they don't freak around.
Look you got them ducking now, round, yet another round.
Tick blowing a houndredeighty, he was the houndred, but he is the houndred now.
Move to another town, prayed only, but he prayed only.
This that I knowed that, they don't want it.
Nigga its this is the sound, I got you down from the start.
Told you this is still mine, but I don't think you wanna be a part.
Half money, half heart.
And don't go playing with the shit.
Pull it out and let that motherfocker pop.
You heard me thoo.
This is that one sound, we stay in the hood we don't come around.
I just want to make you proud, but you rather see me gundown.
This is that one sound, we stay in the hood we don't come around.
I just want to make you proud, but you rather see me gundown.