rock, I got that product You niggas tryna stop it betta load up I hang my coat up Ah I'm goin be here for a while so I smile hatas I'm on that green
im doin a summersault Michael Jackson twenty-six inches, they doin the moonwalk Sunday hang bumpin no real, im bumpin now green Monday hang sellin no white, im sellin all green
Boys Down South We Keep It Dirty G I Know You Heard Of Me I Got Dat Work Man I Got Dat White And I Got Dat Purp And I Got Dat Brown And I Got Dat Green
him, you next! And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face I'm the Champ! [Ghostface Killah] Who want to battle the Don? I'm James Bond
you next! And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face I'm the Champ! [Ghostface Killah] Who want to battle the Don? I'm James Bond in the
bill he sniffed like six lines He put his gat down, why he do that? Creeping through the crib is maxine pot holdin' down with the grits Pam sucking his dick, maxine al greened
the heat from the streets, I got to eat Talk what I walk, I stalk with bronze feet Ancient spells, yell durag sheet She rags sheet, jump on the jame
it, bourgeois player two-faced it Hey revamp the swing to parlay How black power went sour, where's brother jay? Where's the 'pink cadillacs protected by' whoever? The red and the black, green
she sittin' der smilin' Lookin' like she from an island not them chicks dat be out wilin' Told me dat her name wuz Cindy Favorite show Mark and Mindy Favorite color green
fella who knows what the Mic is, and I do it somethin like this Freestyle fellowship aceyalone mikah 9 jupiter peace Chillin villain empire afterlife hip hop clan mass men the nonce Abrude western hemisphere meen green boomin james
't happy she got me Under child social serviceses and shit for bein a slacky pappy My khakis are low saggin from illio type little bags Pushin ten of them on top of the world like James
my fine secretary Erykah Me and Al Sharpton was talkin' about real estate in Compton With a loan from General Mills I would start a new NBA team Baldwin Hills The Baldwin Hills Spacemen Lime green
was in the "cut supreme" Fifteen grams and some "greenodine" Ain't seen a block nigga since But now I'm off that kill green (mothtafuckas
again, back with my forty-five, got a new car to drive Charging to stay alive Back again, same gangsta team, new gangsta lean Chasing the fucking green
We done it That's just the way we run it [eiht] Ten years in the game, no chains remain Heavy weights, get it straight, still bringin' the pain First green
[Verse 1 - XV] Yeah, do I want this bad as I think that I want it? Posters on the wall, you'd think that I'm wanted Jessie James style, living without
James Day/George Arno There's a winding road and a tall pine tree, by the tall pine tree, she waits for me. Oh, yes, she waits in the little green house
on a plane To visit some kin, he?s forgotten their names But he remembers the soldiers, still in their teensIn their spit polished boots and their pressed army greens