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  • Текст песни Kane And Able F/ Master P, Prime Suspects - Greens, Cornbread, And Cabbage



    [Master P]
    What's up niggas and bitches (ugh)
    We ain't no motherfucking rookies at making cowards (we ain't no rookies at
    making fame)
    Fetti nigga (fetti) that's why I'm gon' call this fedex (fedex)
    It's all about moola (moola) that money (money) scrilla (scrilla)
    All mighty motherfucking dollar (all mighty dollar)
    Hundreds (hundreds) thousands (thousands) millions (millions) and trillions
    (trillions)
    We got this shit sewed up nigga (sewed up)
    From the south (from the south) to the midwest (to the midwest)
    To the west (to the west coast) to the east coast (to the east coast)
    Y'all know how to get yo scrilla (y'all know how to get yo scrilla)

    Hoes in the club showing love ask Tela
    I got hoes on the beeper just like mosquitoes
    Niggas want to fuck with the P I'm making scrilla (scrilla)
    Labeled and tagged me yo neighborhood dealer.
    Got this game gripped got the hoes wanting sacks
    Got niggas in the hood waiting on me for crack
    Fifteen five for a key now I'm rolling
    Gold thangs hit the block nigga but it ain't stolen
    And I came to get my keys for the sound and the edibowa
    Nigga I ain't Scarface but got the money and the power
    Coming down hard (hard) living in the south (south)
    Got killers watching my back with that gold in they mouth
    Bitches getting broked on (broked on) for motherfucking P
    Agent c station
    Should I say player hating (player hating)
    Niggas take vacation one way ticket is to hell niggas feel me
    It's all about the 20's and the 50's niggas feel me
    Trying to get my paper (paper) it's all about my scrilla (scrilla)
    Big Mo got that mack 11-9 for y'all killers
    Rolling through the south (south) trying to check them honeys (honeys)
    Got them beans trying to flip them dope fiends hundreds
    I ain't even stopping if a cop is on my tail (what)
    Big Boz got that AK nigga and that's real
    Rolling in that Rover (Rover)
    Smoking on that dolja (dolja)
    A No Limit soldier y'all haters y'all can't hold us
    Niggas got green (green) fuck cashing checks
    Hooked up with three niggas they call them Prime Suspects
    Now a nigga got the shit gangstafied like Kane & Abel
    Niggas got more clientele than niggas got cable
    But niggas tru to the gizame
    Niggas slanging them bizangs
    My best partner Andrew Jackson, Ben Franklin understand

    Chorus
    Trying to get greens, cornbread, and cabbage x4

    [Prime Suspects]
    Papa was a junky brain fried on that coke
    Snorting heroin in the middle of a seventy show
    But you wonder why my lifestyle it be kind of rough
    It's them little green guys a nigga can't get enough
    Zoned out like Kujo ain't sleeped in three days
    On an all night flight trying to get rich paid
    In the shade on the L.A.P.
    Where your nigga be
    Never taking and sure who I be (ooh wee)
    I be the nigga with cheese
    O.Z.'s to keys stay hundreds to G's
    Putting these hoes on their knees
    Cause they bout that green cheese (pop that phone)

    Chorus x4

    [Kane]
    Bitch show me the money I'm on top cause I got rocks
    Cause I got scrilla No Limit got enough paper to buy the Lakers
    Fuck the haters I hate to kill him fake the realest
    I know God never sleeps
    When you die you sew what you weep
    I still move ten boroughs a week cause a nigga gots to eat
    Don't feel my teeth
    Mamma turned 5 into 10, 18 to 36
    My triple beam gangsta lean
    Thousand eight that be the weight
    On this motherfucking grip it's the lip
    This paper got me rich I'm sick
    Quick to run up in that pussy with a hard dick
    Ghetto boys starting ghetto wars
    Took a little scrilla the killer
    Wait starting late in the hood got me paid scoring like Reggie Miller
    Representing like a senator
    When I'm on the block (woo woo) then again
    Smoking hay bitch a hundred down like predator
    If you got my rocks then I ain't got no fucking check

    [Abel]
    Fuck you nigga pay fuck your lady
    Fuck your mamma fuck your baby
    Rolling with P on the D bout to be gangstafied
    Honey drop top white Mercedes
    It's a 144 pounds 148 with the 4 pound murder
    Niggas they call me drama
    And them hoes they call me Ike Turner
    Popos 75 dice till the trying to get the shipment higher
    When talk they coming up short
    Give props and I ain't forgot motherfucker

    [Kane & Abel and Master P talking]
    Master P, Prime Suspects

    Yeah bra humbra go get your money nigga
    I got it ugh trying to get them greens, cornbread, and cabbage
    Nigga trying to get them greens, cornbread, and cabbage
    This goes out to all my real niggas
    North Carolina, from Milwaukee, South Carolina, Columbus, Ohio,
    Louisville, Georgia, Alabama, to the A.T.L., Cleveland, Ohio,
    New Orleans, Detroit, Texas, Cincinnati, Florida, Nebraska, California,
    Chicago, Indianapolis, Mississippi, New York
    To the motherfucking world to the world
    We after them greens after them greens
    Cabbage and cornbread
    Dollar greens humbra humbra
    Y'all haters need to be pissed on (suckers)
    Y'all can't stop No Limit
    Got to much paper believe that