Greenbacks (feat. El Boodah, Cesar Cipher & Protheus)

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The Boodah

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Ask around your hood and bet they gonna tell ya,
B. A.M is gangsta, moviendo lo que sea,
Bringing that fire, all up in your area
Palm beach sayin
Oh wow them boys is,
What it do, homie, callin' this our  era
2007, we can print our face on paper
Greenbacks, boy, guaranteed to feel that
By any means, homie, you know you gotta feel that

I stay repping the gun shape state know as Florida
Deep South, even more Southern than Georgia
Heats out every time you open your mouth
We keep it belly full with new shit comin' out

Defecate on the streets of niggas who want beef
I'm a carnivore who wants war like Bush in the Middle East
Push out 100 Ps, push out 100 key
Push on the entire metrics

Rollin' whips, sturdier than sceptics
You heard of my eclectic, raw styles
Creatin' dynasties bigger than Rothschild's bloodlines
From Cali, New York to the sunshine

By any means, baby, exactly how I run mine
Sometimes shit goes off with a hitch
So the fully loaded clip is aware that you a bitch
Fair warning, so I ain't gotta leave your fam in mourning
Keep it real, cause the steel is legally hipped

Ask around your hood and bet they gonna tell ya,
B. A.M is gangsta, moviendo lo que sea,
Bringing that fire, all up in your area
Palm beach sayin
Oh wow them boys is,
What it do, homie, callin' this our era
2007, we can print our face on paper
Greenbacks, boy, guaranteed to feel that
By any means, homie, you know you gotta feel that

Hey, I'm just a new york nigga
Pull my first trigger up in the South
Fuckin' keep it heater, deep in my T-shirt and twist it out
This is my home, my freedom place with no seasons without a doubt

Where the chicks, is meaner, the pussies, it's sweeter, I stretch them out
Stretch you out on the gurney
Homie, don't think that you know me
Show me you soft, I'll pop off proper like a fired attorney

Firefighter with fire, gun for hire
Till I retire, or be challenged by a contender who can make me expire, nobody
We don't open here too long for you to get you a piece
Don't make me teach you right from wrong, cause you don't want that from me

A lesson learned without a casket is earned
It's f*ck bait, under necro monger law
All you kill, you must keep
My mind never roams in the zone, I got my mind on the streets

Pumppin' iron between my teeth, I'm figurin' how we gon' eat
By any means, means what it means
Weed for the fiends, green for the team
Bling for the ring, crown for the king

Ask around your hood and bet they gonna tell ya,
B. A.M is gangsta, moviendo lo que sea,
Bringing that fire, all up in your area
Palm beach sayin
Oh wow them boys is,
What it do, homie, callin' this a era
2007, we can print our face on paper
Greenbacks, boy, guaranteed to feel that
By enemies, homie, you know you gotta feel that

What it do, homie, callin' this our era
What it do, homie, callin' this our era
What it do, homie, callin' this our era
By any means, homie, you know you gotta feel that

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