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Green Street (feat. Guni) Video (MV)




Performed By: Chris Oaks
Language: English
Length: 3:48
Written by: Ben Webb, Christopher Nzekio




Chris Oaks - Green Street (feat. Guni) Lyrics




T.O, U.K, that's a toque
Fam we covered

Y'all don't want nun
That's a monastery
Y'all ain't on this level
That's another storey
Tried to get me booked
That's another story
Stabbing backs for the
Stacks ain't respect
That's on facts, uh yeh
That's on, uh yeh
That's on facts, uh yeh
That's on, uh yeh
Homie you could
Miss me with all that
I don't wanna know
What you saying
I don't wanna know
Where you staying
I don't wanna
Know, na I don't wanna
Know, na I don't wanna

Green street, use to
Do it for the crew
You could see it on my
Deltoid, could link me
But y'all talk funny
So I never share the Altoid
Ya miss me
I ain't from this world
But I never heard of Elroy
Ya miss me
All I see are Shaqs
Who gon go and take the
Shot for ya
I can't let you close
I can't let you close
Na, Na
Tried to get it quick
Almost sold my soul
Ah, Ah
I made some mistakes and
Took the the wrong advice
Ah, Ah
Praise God I'm alive
Praise God I'm alive
That's that Ugh, that's that
Lazarus, tell the devil I'm
Maximus, don't you
Ever send a like to us boy
That's cool, the real ones
Stand ground but we still
Run it, What you saying
Don't count unless it's
Blue man, I gotta know it's
On five, they pagan
But never heard of
Buying shots they aiming
But we the ones who
Stay preying
What u sayin? Yuh

Y'all don't want nun
That's a monastery
Y'all ain't on this level
That's another storey
Tried to get me booked
That's another story
Stabbing backs for the
Stacks ain't respect
That's on facts, uh yeh
That's on, uh yeh
That's on facts, uh yeh
That's on, uh yeh
Homie you could
Miss me with all that
I don't wanna know
What you saying
I don't wanna know
Where you staying
I don't wanna
Know, na I don't wanna
Know, na I don't wanna

Green street but the streets
Run red, fifty bags stacked
In a bunk bed, Glock stays
Under your pillow
Nuff said, you gotta stay
Safe, you hear the blood
Threats, you grip the heat
The blocks cold
Gotta keep an eye on ya
Gang when the money's
Involved blood be careful
Who you trust cause the
Closest ones become Judas
Even if you stay true like
Jesus, half the mandem
Don't need a reason
If you got the cake
Then he's coming to
Eat some, doors get
Licked off stacks are
Grabbed then he's leaving
I'm just tryinna say
Don't lack, what?
You ain't never had a
Knife in your back
Blood it hurts more when
You're meant to be on the
Same track some man
Would burn a bridge for
10 Racks I've been snaked
How could I not be weary
When I say don't lie to me
It's sincerely, now man
Wanna move like they
Can't hear me
Trusting these people
It's all a mix up
I ain't tryinna end up like Mitch blood everyone's
Smiling gang signs in
Pictures, greed is toxic
These days you could
Cut off your friends
And still be betrayed
By your sister

Y'all don't want nun
That's a monastery
Y'all ain't on this level
That's another storey
Tried to get me booked
That's another story
Stabbing backs for the
Stacks ain't respect
That's on facts, uh yeh
That's on, uh yeh
That's on facts, uh yeh
That's on, uh yeh
Homie you could
Miss me with all that
I don't wanna know
What you saying
I don't wanna know
Where you staying
I don't wanna
Know, na I don't wanna
Know, na I don't wanna
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English

T.O, U.K, that's a toque
Fam we covered

Y'all don't want nun
That's a monastery
Y'all ain't on this level
That's another storey
Tried to get me booked
That's another story
Stabbing backs for the
Stacks ain't respect
That's on facts, uh yeh
That's on, uh yeh
That's on facts, uh yeh
That's on, uh yeh
Homie you could
Miss me with all that
I don't wanna know
What you saying
I don't wanna know
Where you staying
I don't wanna
Know, na I don't wanna
Know, na I don't wanna

Green street, use to
Do it for the crew
You could see it on my
Deltoid, could link me
But y'all talk funny
So I never share the Altoid
Ya miss me
I ain't from this world
But I never heard of Elroy
Ya miss me
All I see are Shaqs
Who gon go and take the
Shot for ya
I can't let you close
I can't let you close
Na, Na
Tried to get it quick
Almost sold my soul
Ah, Ah
I made some mistakes and
Took the the wrong advice
Ah, Ah
Praise God I'm alive
Praise God I'm alive
That's that Ugh, that's that
Lazarus, tell the devil I'm
Maximus, don't you
Ever send a like to us boy
That's cool, the real ones
Stand ground but we still
Run it, What you saying
Don't count unless it's
Blue man, I gotta know it's
On five, they pagan
But never heard of
Buying shots they aiming
But we the ones who
Stay preying
What u sayin? Yuh

Y'all don't want nun
That's a monastery
Y'all ain't on this level
That's another storey
Tried to get me booked
That's another story
Stabbing backs for the
Stacks ain't respect
That's on facts, uh yeh
That's on, uh yeh
That's on facts, uh yeh
That's on, uh yeh
Homie you could
Miss me with all that
I don't wanna know
What you saying
I don't wanna know
Where you staying
I don't wanna
Know, na I don't wanna
Know, na I don't wanna

Green street but the streets
Run red, fifty bags stacked
In a bunk bed, Glock stays
Under your pillow
Nuff said, you gotta stay
Safe, you hear the blood
Threats, you grip the heat
The blocks cold
Gotta keep an eye on ya
Gang when the money's
Involved blood be careful
Who you trust cause the
Closest ones become Judas
Even if you stay true like
Jesus, half the mandem
Don't need a reason
If you got the cake
Then he's coming to
Eat some, doors get
Licked off stacks are
Grabbed then he's leaving
I'm just tryinna say
Don't lack, what?
You ain't never had a
Knife in your back
Blood it hurts more when
You're meant to be on the
Same track some man
Would burn a bridge for
10 Racks I've been snaked
How could I not be weary
When I say don't lie to me
It's sincerely, now man
Wanna move like they
Can't hear me
Trusting these people
It's all a mix up
I ain't tryinna end up like Mitch blood everyone's
Smiling gang signs in
Pictures, greed is toxic
These days you could
Cut off your friends
And still be betrayed
By your sister

Y'all don't want nun
That's a monastery
Y'all ain't on this level
That's another storey
Tried to get me booked
That's another story
Stabbing backs for the
Stacks ain't respect
That's on facts, uh yeh
That's on, uh yeh
That's on facts, uh yeh
That's on, uh yeh
Homie you could
Miss me with all that
I don't wanna know
What you saying
I don't wanna know
Where you staying
I don't wanna
Know, na I don't wanna
Know, na I don't wanna
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Writer: Ben Webb, Christopher Nzekio
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