COLLARD GREENS

Niggaz aint fuckin with us

Cause we strapped with them guns

And we always shoot 'em

Nigga u got us fucked up

Aint no hater in us

We some real muthufuckas baby

Nigga I clown fo' mine

I get it down fo' mine

If neccesary pull shit and bust a round fo' mine

You know my sound design

For niggaz street encline

Southern niggas on tha grind

Shine and recline

I stay hard like fake tits

Dig like ice-picks

Disrespect the 'Slab' and yo wig I might split

You hide we find you

Creep up from behind you

And leave you with some heat that will always remind you

Because of that big trigget

You niggaz need to quit givin cheese out

You probably wear your knee's out

Yo' wife wanna leave out

But when she pull them keys out

A bunch of that please baby please

What it be'z bout

But what we be'z bout is big body

When we roll up in ya after party

Been smokin wait but hold up, stop, dont tell nobody

Stage holda, mic controller, money gripper

Toe tipper, nigga big time hoe flipper

When I roll bitches

Lyrical lethal like it was dope hard Moonshine

Niggaz playin like cartoon time

He get tucked in the dark room time

To a busta who done died, why?

All because he tried

What? To tell the truth about some shit

But that nigga lied

Talkin about he dont bump us in his ride

Nigga FUCK you

And the horse you rode on too

You cant fuck with me

Unless you stressed to be an absentee perminately

I dont bard no nigga talkin bout what he got

Until you show me somethin nigga you just talkin alot

Niggaz love to start shit

Poppin that hard shit

Catch them alone and they convert to a broad quik

Where them niggaz at?

Who you said got yo back dawg?

(Ball they all fake, they puttin on a act dawg)

Yeah you niggaz be trippin thinkin shit is sweet dawg

We gon' keep it raw until all my niggaz eat dawg

Im a cool nigga

But sometimes I act a fool nigga

Im certified in takin bitces to school nigga

The rule is for MJG to stack paper

And fuck bitch niggaz up when they act hata

Big ball, MJG

We do it for the streets

For them niggaz and them bitches tryna get up on they feet

Haters get a hollow tip deep off in they fo'head

All over some punk shit that bitch shouldnt have neva said

We got plenty connections

In all of the preferred sections

Potent elections fo' big playaz and bitches sexin

Eigthball and MJG

Consider reckless, flawless

You got blessed the day you saw this

Nigga realize u cant fuck with this

Get it hype, get it crunk, get it buck up in this bitch

Take no nigga Space Age

Thug up in this shit

Eightball, MJG we wuz up

Up in this bitch

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