Lyrics:
the chips
See law ain't no good unless two dice hit
Hate me even if I didn't ice my shit
Fuck niggas, make that money and lots of it
Sold four million
Yeah
I wanna pop a tan
I wanna go to France
I want a spliff as green and tall as peter peter pan
You know what I am, i be the fuckin' the man
I
Henry threw Stacker Lee in the river
Then he said I've got a say so to say
He broke out in a song that was wrote by Blind Leonard
He said Julie Anne
by the Green River where Paradise lays/ Well I'm sorry my boy but you're too late in asking/ Mr. Peabody’s coal train’s done hauled it away
a millionaire
Feelin' 'em squares, stayin' up late
Doing her homework
Till he bones hurt
Solid as steel
Real as a day of atonement
Never live for the moment
up on your way to
Work, see it all the time, always passing by
Call it playing Beetle-bug, yeah
It's on sight, better throw a punch
Running late
the sky you fly
With the power of the green
In our dreams you gleam
[Verse 3]
Battle evil with a cry
Mighty mech right by his side
He’ll defend till
Professor X:
"Freedom or death, we shall all be moved. Vanglorious! This is
protected by the red, the black, and the green, with a key,
It's a, it's a vibe
Ultimata!
All my homies we all on the studio tour bus right now (ay ay ay ay)
This is Stoney Bob live in a room from
3-1-4
Call the cops
(why?) I see a robbery in progress
Lunatics about to steal the show
(Where you from?) from the S T-L, M-O, 3-1-4
I rip grass
tears to shed
But from the air Cambodia remains
A disc of wet green, bordered by bright haze
Water-filled bomb craters, sun streaked gleam
Stitched in
Little Green Girl
Words and music by cnthony Paul clunni and Michael John crgyrakis
VERSE 1
Late night, driving home, the party was a blast, I tell
on the dank that I hold ya
Ran out of Zags, get some more from the corner store
Seff the Gaffla, nineteen ninety Rappin' 4
It's the dank season for nineteen
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
do my thing!
Taking everything--All Possessions--all your dreams!
By any means! Im just trying to Get this green
The ring goes ding! The radars Looking
of Christmas cheer
I just need to catch my breath
Christmas by myself this year
Calendar picture, frozen landscape
Chill this room for twenty-four days
been
for three score or more on this little isle of green.
And I'm known from the Liffey from the basement to the zoo,
And I'm known by the name
the inf.
Dot on your head, take all your strength
Yeah, I'm in it for the green
I'll get up in your seam while I'm sonning you like a nigga from Queens
My
huh 4800 though
Cali street weed I don't do the medical
Ballin' like a nigga playing four quarters
My old head, Blazer, call him Terry Porter
T-G-O-D by
been
For three score or more on this little isle of green
And I'm known from the Liffey from the basement to the zoo
And I'm known by the name of old
some dogs, we just some dogs
[Method Man]
By any means necessary, it's on
Bitch, your fucking with a dog, all I wanna do is bury some bones
Take
She gon be there till a forthnight'
She rotate on it clockwise
She been amazed by the cocksize'
Surprise! More rhymes
I'm back to spray with the 4
Slim Greer went to heaven
St. Peter said
You been a good right boy Slim
But now you're dead
Been a travelin' rascal
In your day
You can roam once
on the first night at the Sanctuary
I'm bouta burst like Peter Griffins final capillary
Going out like Stinson imma spit it till it's legendary
Coming out
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