Lyrics Lloyd Banks – Greenday
Text:
22 seconds instrumental
Verse 1:
Uh! — Music molotov, microphone manipulator
Full blown baller baby, he in the incubator.
Comin’ with that bullshit nigga you leave a cripple hater.
3rd time is a charm that mean triple paper
All kinds of Dom, Moet and liquor major!
And this is the underrated, most hated
My thoughts are all R rated horror reincarnated!
Uh! — Criminaltize and gray skies
Concrete cries and stake knives — anything to stay alive.
Money fuels, ya drive. — Life’s materalized!
Ain’t no more wives! — Just sluts!
Learn to improvize!
Keep the necessary push the rest to the side.
I ball for my niggas that’s locked up or died
One phone call and they pop up and ride!
Corner to corner and reeks of marijuana
Possibilities jealousy and drama — and close friends lyin’ ya.
Your destiny is designed pen or reason crime
Niggas gotta grind an’ keep there enemies in line!
Rockstars and jacked cars!
We don’t buy cuts we buy bars and ain’t nobody got jobs.
We don’t get married — we menage!
Should make you far if you add up all the odds
Chorus:
Yeah! — Pockets full of green; green weed, green jag
Green Gang nigga, clean mag, green rag!
Green thumb counting money till I’m numb
We trust none; gun running thru the slam One-…
… -Hundred round the drum come around here acting dumb!
Green movie, green bent, green light
Green makes the baddest thing seem right!
Verse 2:
If I gotta pick a borough, I gotta pick the Q!
I grew up there! — So don’t — go there. (uh!)
But that mean a nigga can’t rest in the X
Get some neck in the jets.
Ride thru the K and the Lex, y’all niggas is a mess!
Think that I won’t stop? — Getting uptown top! (uh!)
Now I’m a raise the bar a little every few months
Lift up the hand and ya arms! — Give you goosebumps.
Punks! Better that than bruises!
Or stitches — from the Calicos and Rugers!
Uh! — Them niggas can’t move us — I take ’em all to church
You hear screams, «oohs! » and «hallelujahs»!
Follow me I show you how to do this
Fill up the needle and injected in the users.
Roll with the winners or lose with the losers
I’m in the guinness the one with the jewels. — Play!
Chorus