Collard Greens Lyrics
| Song | Collard Greens |
| Artist | 8Ball & MJG |
| Album | Space Age 4 Eva |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Goodwin, Smith | |
| 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 | |
| [Eightball] | |
| 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 | |
| [MJG] | |
| 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 | |
| [CHORUS: 2x] | |
| [MJG] | |
| 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 | |
| [Eightball] | |
| 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 | |
| [MJG] | |
| 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 | |
| [Eightball] | |
| 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 | |
| [MJG] | |
| 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 | |
| [Eightball] | |
| 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 | |
| [CHORUS: 2x] | |
| zuo qu : Goodwin, Smith | |
| 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 | |
| Eightball | |
| 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 icepicks | |
| 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 | |
| MJG | |
| 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 | |
| CHORUS: 2x | |
| MJG | |
| 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 | |
| Eightball | |
| 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 | |
| MJG | |
| 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 | |
| Eightball | |
| 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 | |
| MJG | |
| 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 | |
| Eightball | |
| 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 | |
| CHORUS: 2x | |
| zuò qǔ : Goodwin, Smith | |
| 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 | |
| Eightball | |
| 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 icepicks | |
| 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 | |
| MJG | |
| 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 | |
| CHORUS: 2x | |
| MJG | |
| 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 | |
| Eightball | |
| 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 | |
| MJG | |
| 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 | |
| Eightball | |
| 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 | |
| MJG | |
| 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 | |
| Eightball | |
| 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 | |
| CHORUS: 2x | |
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