Various Artists - Green Light текст песни

Текст песни Green Light - Edgar Oceransky , Tarang Nagi




Yeah, uh-huh
Check it out, check it out
One time, ya mean
I know y'all been waiting
B-motherfucking-B
Ya block, ya nigga, ya boy in this motherfucker
Ya dig
I ain't gon' do no motherfucking chorus
But I'm talking about the motherfucking E
Ya dig
If it ain't me, it ain't nothing
Ya know what I'm saying, ya dig
I done came, nigga, I'm back out here, ya know what I'm saying
I'm talking E, Roc, ya know what I'm saying
It's a motherfucking takeover
Check it out
It's a thin line between love and hate
And a green light on them niggas I hate
I'm stuck to the grind, catch me on the block getting mine
But don't think I'm slipping 'cause a head tryna shine
You must be out your mind tryna come right here
Or got big balls and ain't thinking clear
Or tryna be a super nigga tryna press your peers
'Cause coming over here, won't make it here
This 1200 block, we don't breed no squares
We breed only bears and we hunt for the honey
Chill back, blow blunts, and check our money
We some lions in the jungle, I keep me a bundle
A fat sack of that vest and fuck being humble
I don't mumble 'bout nothing, I'm straight to the point
Fuck you, fuck him, and pass that joint
Get your motherfucking feelings hurt fucking with me
And that punk bitch, look at her, the bitch is shitty
My real folks call me Nitty, I stay blowing sticky
Excuse me of that pain, nigga, fuck them Phillies
Niggas wanna steal me, but I steady steal them
And I ain't woofing at all, I'm just keeping it real
I'm on some other shit, I'm doing and moving
Tryna find out my program, you niggas is foolish
And if you did find it out, better know what you're doing
Better bring the whole army 'cause I ain't losing
I'm camouflaged at my best, this worldwide shit
I'm masterminding when it's war, I'm from the projects
Big respect, I'm not a studio if you're thinking
That's what you're thinking, then niggas really got me mistaken
Just take a look, do I ever look like I'm shook?
Dog, I'm a crook, you other niggas reading a book
I stay off the hook, everything I do is a jook
I stay finessing, I'm really aggressive on how I'm respecting
But now that's all irrelevant, fuck you peasants
Dead goofy-ass niggas ain't learned their lesson
Anybody can dump people, can't last and beef
It's a mind thing, and my thang, I think all move
I'm scared to die, that's why I stay attacking fools
Stick and move, under pressure, never approve
Sixty-one bars and no hook, just keeping it smooth
Some I do, keep it on the one on the goop
And make it a fluke, pass by and mug you fools
Fuck your troop, your whole block in your boot
Tell that bitch to stop jocking and fucking the crew
Man, I got proof how she done four of my head
Got the ho on video off in your bed
Don't get red, nigga, you was gone in the feds
Don't bust your head fucking with my knuckleheads
Talk the game, let the ho skedaddle, man
Love will get you the picture and cool at all
Be a boss, pimp up, player, and send that broad
That's on the mob and I ain't even got no mob
M-O-B, money on bitches, that's all I see
And all I mean, real things, no dreams
This shit is for real and real niggas gon' feel me
Ya mean, my motherfucking block, what
Fuck it




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