Make Munne Black Moon
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[Intro: KRS-One]
One, two, y'all, ya don't stop
One, two, y'all, ya don't stop
One, two, y'all, ya don't stop
One, two, y'all, ya don't stop
One, two, y'all, ya don't stop
One, two, y'all, ya don't stop
One, two, y'all, ya don't stop
One, two, y'all, ya don't stop
One, two, y'all, ya don't stop
[Verse 1: Buckshot Shorty]
Back in the days, we used to hit Pitkin Ave
Knapsack strapped on my back 'cause everything got bagged
In sight, when I got put out, put up a fight
Then, I took flight, all you seen was a streak of light
Ghost, you didn't catch me if you wanted to
I'm broke, it's time to catch some wreck, where's my crew?
Hit up the [?], fill up the pad with ease
Pump shit on the block and make at least two Gs
Sometimes, I even hit the pocket, I got knocked
One time, two times, shit, they couldn't stop it
I had to make my loot, I had to make my dough
So, I took my 'Lo and Guess, then bumped the rest
On the ave, it's all about the green
And niggas who make mad green know what I mean
So, if you in the house and you know what it's about
Gettin' paid, come on, let me hear you shout
One, two, y'all, ya don't stop
One, two, y'all, ya don't stop
One, two, y'all, ya don't stop
One, two, y'all, ya don't stop
One, two, y'all, ya don't stop
One, two, y'all, ya don't stop
One, two, y'all, ya don't stop
One, two, y'all, ya don't stop
One, two, y'all, ya don't stop
[Verse 1: Buckshot Shorty]
Back in the days, we used to hit Pitkin Ave
Knapsack strapped on my back 'cause everything got bagged
In sight, when I got put out, put up a fight
Then, I took flight, all you seen was a streak of light
Ghost, you didn't catch me if you wanted to
I'm broke, it's time to catch some wreck, where's my crew?
Hit up the [?], fill up the pad with ease
Pump shit on the block and make at least two Gs
Sometimes, I even hit the pocket, I got knocked
One time, two times, shit, they couldn't stop it
I had to make my loot, I had to make my dough
So, I took my 'Lo and Guess, then bumped the rest
On the ave, it's all about the green
And niggas who make mad green know what I mean
So, if you in the house and you know what it's about
Gettin' paid, come on, let me hear you shout
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