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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Snoop Dogg
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Calvin Broadus
Songwriter
Sunday Gaiter
Songwriter
Kevin Gilliam
Songwriter
Lawrence Smith
Songwriter
Jalil Hutchins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Battlecat
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Top of the morning, there's just something that I just wanted to address real quick
You know, there's a lot of people that didn't like, appreciate the unity walk yesterday
Don't like peace and all that and I understand
When I was out there, I didn't understand it either
They couldn't talk peace with me, they tried, I was like "****, this is School Yard"
You can't find a homie in my generation that either, that put in more work than me
You may find one or two that put in as much as me
But you ain't gon' find none that put in more work than me
And I'm here to tell you that shit was worthless bro
When they tried to peace, I didn't wanna peace
Look where I'm at
This shit ain't cool bro
Crazy part is, you go this way to me, two cells that way, you got 60's
You go two cells this way, you got Bloods
We wait for each other when we walk to Chow, bro
We united in here, **** might not hang with a **** every day, but you know we got each others back
And I don't knock y'all out there that don't, that ain't with the peace, but don't get on people that are
Some people just tired of this shit , bro
[Verse 2]
One Blood, one Cuzz
Now put them all together, we got one love
One Blood, one Cuzz
Now put them all together, we got one
One Blood, one Cuzz
Now put them all together, we got one love
One Blood, one Cuzz
Now put them all together, we got one
[Verse 3]
For God so loved the world he gave us a good Crip
The late, great Negihborhood Nip
Dippin' in this L.A. bullshit, 'bout as solid of youngsta as a **** could get (Yup)
Was nothin' like these thug phonies
Was always showin' love and big respect for all the Blood homies (Whuttup!)
You understood the values in the youth
Man, I swear to God, nephew, you was the truth
Damn, how could this **** do this?
It's 'cause every neighborhood Jesus, got a neighborhood Judas
Who hate to see your team ridin' rich
You see that envy and that pride
That's that green eyed bitch
Worse than a woman scorned (Damn)
It'd be better for that man if he had never been born
But Mary, don't you mourn, Martha, don't you weep
You see, your son still affected us deep
Gave us the faith to take that leap
[Verse 4]
One Blood, one Cuzz
Now put them all together, we got one love
One Blood, one Cuzz
Now put them all together, you got one
One Blood, one Cuzz
Now put them all together, you got one love
One Blood, one Cuzz
Now put them all together, we got one
[Verse 5]
All it take is one, one, one brave Blood and one brave Crip
Standing up together like we did back on them slave ships
Out on high sea waves, fighting other whips
Steady hearing "Jesus saves" out of devils lips
Shackled at the hips for the color of our skin
Hundreds of us, yeah, we knew we was brothers then
But here we go again, underneath the gun
They got us thinkin' we all different when we (One)
So I'm givin' thanks to the gangstas, givin' praise to the neighbors
Damus and Pirus, y'all got the whole world amazed
Special shout out to the Hoovers for showin us how it's done
Ain't nothin' greater when we unite as (One)
Ain't got no ulterior motives and no other agendas
Fakin' like you with us just like some puppet pretenders, we ready to end this
For every eye that still cries
It's time to realize God will rise when we tie us
[Verse 6]
One Blood, one Cuzz
Now put them all together, we got one love
One Blood, one Cuzz
Now put them all together, you got one
One Blood, one Cuzz
Now put them all together, you got one love
One Blood, one Cuzz
Now put them all together, you got one
[Verse 7]
One Blood, one Cuzz, yeah
One Blood, one Cuzz
Now put them all together, you have one, one, one
One Blood, one Cuzz
Motherhood, brotherhood, ain't no other hood, just imagine if we all was one hood
Now put them all together, you got one
Written by: Calvin Broadus, Jalil Hutchins, Kevin Gilliam, Lawrence Smith, Sunday Gaiter