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Andre Nickatina

The Ave. (Remix)

 

The Ave. (Remix)

(album: These R The Tales - 2000)


[Verse 1]
I used to laugh when T seen dopefiends get beat
Bleeding all out they head in the middle of the streets
They say pitbull fights would go on at the park
And like vampires niggaz come out after dark
You know freaks sell dope for material shit
And on the side gold-diggin on a ballers dick
Yeah,O.G. niggaz turned in to alcoholics
What you think about it Boo Boo? (nigga I can't call it)
Man little kids run around with a nose full of boogers
While the niggaz on the block sell that rocked up sugar
Touching they gats everytime a fool pass
Waiting to put slugs up in a niggaz ass
They say fuck school, they say fuck grades
They rather get paid and snort cocaine
On the Ave.

[Hook]
On the A-V-E
It's about money and D
Man fuck around too long and be a casualty
Man in the A-V-E it's about rocks and glocks
Don't get too close because you might get shot

[Verse 2]
Motherfuckers I used to go to school with
They look at me like man I don't give a shit
Man they don't even say what's up top a young loc
They put they hands on they guns inside they coats
But I'm thinking to myself man I ain't fearing ya
I 'member back when we ate in the cafateria
Nigga, but them days are rested
I get a mary jane sack like that and keep stepping
To the sto' for some zig-zags
Man every sto' that I know yo is owned by some Arabs
But I got money in my Cutty so I'm drivin
Sixty-nine drop top motherfucker

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3]
You motherfucken bitches they ain't shit to me
Man you should see these freaks on the A-V-E
Yo, shaking they ass man trying to get a grip
But bitch this ain't no motherfucken freak nick
Ho, so what nigga you got a fancy car
You be shooting niggaz over that nasty broad
Somewhere inside you you think that's hard
But when you die nigga what you gon' say to god
They get to spitting them ninas, nine millimeters, bust ballerinas
Over things from Colombia and Argentina
My tiga Rome got a rock face
That means he's facin three years for a motherfucken glock case
You might think you went out of space
'Cause motherfucker this is something that you can't escape
On the Ave.

[Hook x2]

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