Lyrics:
change the way i be
Be this thing glowing green
Because you know what they say about envy
It only gets worse when it is paired with greed
Impaired i decree
Die G dangerous, since my daddy bust me out
The tip of his dick
Biggie Smalls with the Wickedest shit
Spit clips, niggas split like bananas
Flavour like
till the day that I die it's L.B.
from the year 95 and true 'G's
1 for the money
2 for the Lie
3 for my peoples in the struggle gettin by
4
groupies
In the bitch after all
Fuck one down!
Welcome 2 Da Family
Woke up at 4 am for breakfast "chow" I had
Coffee that was given to me along with some
Naughty By Nature and the Flavor you-N-I-T
1 motherfucking 2 motherfucking 3
[Chorus: x4]
dawg I ain't playing with this shit dawg
Ima turn this lil impala to a bens
Born in this life of sin before we die we trynna live dawg
They ain't wit you
ya homie
Ready to die for any stomach with a TRU tatoo on it
Get more support than a city after a hurricane
Radios and videos, now everybody know my
ima blow
Pour me a four I caught two bad bitches I'm at the store
Just met the bitch and my sick in her throat
I'm on the road with the sticks in my
Green Like Ben
Stacking Green Like Ben
Stacking Green Like Ben
Stacking Green Like Ben
Foreign Bitch, She A ten
Call her ass cheyenne
And she brought two
the truck stick with violence
In the field it get real shaking indictments
Pose for the Heisman
One, Twelve, Two Twenty, Four-Forty, Forty-Eight
red beam on the tip, & watch his shit split. (Ahhh) go hard or go home bitch. Truly I been thuggin since I made my mama slit split. “Ready 2 Die
listen, game is free OK
Mister got two whole ones and two half ones, yeah that's three OK
Leave up out of here with two bad ones, yeah, that's me OK
delicate
So in tune with the elements
Big dick bars yeah I need a pre-requisite
No OG has ever given
Inheritance to my relevance
10000 hours has qualified me
tapes, yeah, forever
Yo word
Yo one fro the trouble
Two for the time
Three fro the rumble
Four for the rhyme
Do that crooklyn shit style all the time
America's most, I'm tadded up with Ghostt
Even my hand got big, from net to gross
I'm emotionless, yet I breathe jealousy and envy
People kill for me
out for my stripes
Say it at least he gonna know what he die by, like I was saying 4 tires we flat
Act like a beast, he really gonna slide right, 10
jammin Screw
Two toned blades
Flippin rollin with tha whole crew
Yes that screw you he's a dealer
Boy had a seizure
Its that '96, Kiki locked we gon
with
Some
Love scars
Said she don't see it for me Got me smokin on green and I'm playin my guitar
I touched down in H town
7 1 3 To the 8 3 2
I told
been a beast
Wildin' in my headphones, red in my stones
Good ganja out, if I die fill up my headstones
With water, dough, acid and gold classics
crack, head crack"
Verse Four: Redman
SURPRISE NIGGAZ! The original P-Funk funks you up
I take a hit from a spliff then I get biz with the NEW CUT
a handful of land in his hand
Said: I'm stayin' with the farm till I die
Yes, I'm stayin' with the farm till I die
They fed him short ribs and coffee
bins for recycling
Eight compact light bulbs
Seven striped hemp beanies
Six recycled ornaments
Five books by Heinberg
Four bamboo bookshelves
Three
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
in 5 to get slurped like a stew
Up 4 in the morning, yo, plug in a snooze 3 jiggs , I'm tryna fuck by the 2's
It's one, too many niggas confused
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