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kane able – greens, cornbread, & cabbage lyrics

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[master p]
what’s up n-gg-s and b-tches (ugh)
we aint no motherf-cking rookies at making cowards (we aint no rookies at
making fame)
fetti n-gg- (fetti) that’s why im gon call this fedex (fedex)
its all about moola (moola) that money (money) scrilla (scrilla)
all mighty motherf-cking dollar (all mighty dollar)
hundreds (hundreds) thousands (thousands) millions (millions) and trillions
(trillions)
we got this sh-t sewed up n-gg- (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)
yall know how to get yo scrilla (yall know how to get yo scrilla)

hoes in the club showing love ask tela
i got hoes on the beeper just like mosquitoes
n-gg-s want to f-ck with the p im making scrilla (scrilla)
labeled and tagged me yo neighborhood dealer.
got this game gripped got the hoes wanting sacks
got n-gg-s in the hood waiting on me for crack
fifteen five for a key now im rolling
gold thangs h-t the block n-gg- but it aint stolen
and i came to get my keys for the sound and the edibowa
n-gg- i aint 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
b-tches getting broked on (broked on) for motherf-cking p
agent c station
should i say player hating (player hating)
n-gg-s take vacation one way ticket is to h-ll n-gg-s feel me
its all about the 20s and the 50s n-gg-s feel me
trying to get my paper (paper) it’s all about my scrilla (scrilla)
big mo got that mack 11-9 for yall killers
rolling through the south (south) trying to check them honeys (honeys)
got them beans trying to flip them dope fiends hundreds
i aint even stopping if a cop is on my tail (what)
big boz got that ak n-gg- and that’s real
rolling in that rover (rover)
smoking on that dolja (dolja)
a no limit soldier yall haters yall can’t hold us
n-gg-s got green (green) f-ck cashing checks
hooked up with three n-gg-s they call them prime suspects
now a n-gg- got the sh-t gangstafied like kane & abel
n-gg-s got more clientele than n-gg-s got cable
but n-gg-s tru to the gizame
n-gg-s 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 c-ke
snorting heroin in the middle of a seventy show
but you wonder why my lifestyle it be kind of rough
its them little green guys a n-gg- can’t get enough
zoned out like kujo aint sleeped in three days
on an all night flight trying to get



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