Andre Nickatina - The Ave Lyrics
I used to laugh when I see dope fiends get beatBleedin' all out they head in the middle of the streetShit, ball fights would go on in the parkAnd like vampires niggas come out in the darkFreaks sell dope for material shitOn the side gold-diggin' for some part-time dickO.G. nigga's turn into alcoholicsWhat you think about it fool "Nigga I can't call it"Little kids run around wit' a nose full of buggersWell my nigga's on the block sell that rocked up shitTouchin' they gat everytime a fool passQuick to put slugs up in a nigga's assWe say ***** school, we say ***** gradesWe rather get paid and snort cocaine on the Ave.I see some niggas I used to go to school with(Back at Gal)They look at me like my face is full of bear shitThey don't even say whats up to a young locJust put they hands on they guns inside they coatsBut I'm thinkin' to myself I ain't fearin' yaI remember back when ate in the cafeteriaHuh, but those days are restedI grab a dime bag of ses, get my change and keep steppin'To the store for some zig-zagsEvery store on my corner is owned by an AraibBut like a bucket I say ***** it I'm drivin'Grab my dick, spit my shit and keep rhymin'Cuz some nigga's don't like me, but I don't careThey put they plex on they chest act sick and try to fight meYo, but I don't want to bruise yaI rather take you on tour wit' me nigga then lose yaThen hit back to the set, roll a seven and elevenHit the dice game and then... jetThem police wanna find meBecause I stand on the corner all day and smoke gunjiAnd I don't care about jail hoeI just lift weights let my hair and my nails growBeat up on the fags, I did a calendarNow I'm even sicker on the Ave.Some niggas say they sucka freeNow why the ***** you mother*****ers keep *****ing with meI love ***** like a mother*****erBut I'll be damned if a fool get me sprung like a cluckerI'm not a mother*****in animalYou want your ***** ate babyfind a nigga that's a cannibal (lick lick lick)And he'll eat your ass upAnd while he eatin you I'm on the set making big bucksCuz there's money out on the streets (on the Flav.)And if I didn't have the streetsthen the Dog nigga wouldn't eatSo baby throw that gumYou got your mommy and your daddyand a nigga for an incomeAnd my niggas on the block, got one incomethat's from breakin boulders down to rocksBut we were all born to be deadWhy you wanna wear a vest when nigga's get shot in the headBut a helmet won't work thoughYa get a nine in your ass and watch your dick blow upCuz real niggas just multiplyBut now days real nigga's just diePut a bullet in a nigga's ass laugh then jetReal nigga's smoke buddha hoeTriple cross a mutha*****a then giggle at his funeralI snort caine with the hard headsOutta when I sale to make mail from the damn fedsNow I'm about to get highHit Kentucky for some chicken then the store for a St. Ide'sDre Dog creeps soloMe be wit' hella mutha*****as ah hell noCuz I don't worry bout' shitI'm a pit and pitbulls ain't to be *****ed wit'So I'm back on the block, snortin' caine doin' thangsWell them young locs just jockAnd white folks can't passGive up your cash and your bagsor getcha ass stabbed on the Ave
