Big T
Greenback Ave
(Feat. Sageknocks)
Greenback Ave
(Feat. Sageknocks)
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Teksti :: Song Lyrics
[Backgroud]
...Ah...(2x)
[Big T]
I'm addicted to the hustle, I'm in love with the mula,
Got the brains and the muscle and a 8 round lugar, blow your brains in a scuffle with a long way shooter, I'm to mouzer green buddha and in the Benz'a I'm a nougat.
I'm running out of time, I'm running out on reserve, I'm to get mine, get what I deserve. No matter if they see this skin that works on the curve, the whole blocks disturb, the nine go beserc for the work.
I need to make a statement, I'm running out of baseheads, narcotics in the basement, I'm tired of fucking waiting, the clock is ticking, that I will class, it's now or never, don't let another minute past, or move fast, ski-mask, when I approach ya', making money like the Cosa Nostra, twisting on Obama's dojah, I break up that indica, I get rid of ya', got a shipment coming straight from Bolivia.
[Hook]
I been on the grind, I'm hustling for a minute, I think it's damn time, we take what wasn't given, 'cause you know we get the paper, paper, paper, paper, 'cause you know we get the paper, paper, paper, paper. (2x)
[SageKnocks]
It's the GreenBackAve, where fucking dreams are made, we got bitches that stash work and do whatever it takes, we got killers for hire and black market grenades, we got junk for the fees keep them high for days, Sage on a rampage, flipping priss at diffrent pay, popping yellow to Easter Bay, fucking dogs who lay the chain, you pushing to 'cific, I'm pushing to Rheine, you pushing the flowers, I'm pushing the key, stash box, I don't mat(ter), glass job, filling that faint, pocket full of the presis'(presidents),
fifty Brown John like a bull defecacy, fucking around drunk, bully 'em mc's, what the fuck you think going against me, garantied your murder, that's going to be your fucking funeral, garantied my journal gon' be ill shit than a urinal, I murder hoes and murder foes and fucking hustle, 's all I know, we keeping moving, while you motherfuckers plateu, we got SelVols in the pen, fuck them C.Os, man he got no sleep, dub with Bloody Alboz.
[Hook]
I been on the grind, I'm hustling for a minute, I think it's damn time, we take what wasn't given, 'cause you know we get the paper, paper, paper, paper, 'cause you know we get the paper, paper, paper, paper. (2x)
...Ah...(2x)
[Big T]
I'm addicted to the hustle, I'm in love with the mula,
Got the brains and the muscle and a 8 round lugar, blow your brains in a scuffle with a long way shooter, I'm to mouzer green buddha and in the Benz'a I'm a nougat.
I'm running out of time, I'm running out on reserve, I'm to get mine, get what I deserve. No matter if they see this skin that works on the curve, the whole blocks disturb, the nine go beserc for the work.
I need to make a statement, I'm running out of baseheads, narcotics in the basement, I'm tired of fucking waiting, the clock is ticking, that I will class, it's now or never, don't let another minute past, or move fast, ski-mask, when I approach ya', making money like the Cosa Nostra, twisting on Obama's dojah, I break up that indica, I get rid of ya', got a shipment coming straight from Bolivia.
[Hook]
I been on the grind, I'm hustling for a minute, I think it's damn time, we take what wasn't given, 'cause you know we get the paper, paper, paper, paper, 'cause you know we get the paper, paper, paper, paper. (2x)
[SageKnocks]
It's the GreenBackAve, where fucking dreams are made, we got bitches that stash work and do whatever it takes, we got killers for hire and black market grenades, we got junk for the fees keep them high for days, Sage on a rampage, flipping priss at diffrent pay, popping yellow to Easter Bay, fucking dogs who lay the chain, you pushing to 'cific, I'm pushing to Rheine, you pushing the flowers, I'm pushing the key, stash box, I don't mat(ter), glass job, filling that faint, pocket full of the presis'(presidents),
fifty Brown John like a bull defecacy, fucking around drunk, bully 'em mc's, what the fuck you think going against me, garantied your murder, that's going to be your fucking funeral, garantied my journal gon' be ill shit than a urinal, I murder hoes and murder foes and fucking hustle, 's all I know, we keeping moving, while you motherfuckers plateu, we got SelVols in the pen, fuck them C.Os, man he got no sleep, dub with Bloody Alboz.
[Hook]
I been on the grind, I'm hustling for a minute, I think it's damn time, we take what wasn't given, 'cause you know we get the paper, paper, paper, paper, 'cause you know we get the paper, paper, paper, paper. (2x)
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