three sixes I?m doper than the Pete Rock remixes Never walk through the crowd sluggish I?m hardcore to the bone, I?m thuggish ruggish The Green-Eyed
, dopeman, dopeman, dopeman... I Got Em' [Verse: Lil' Wayne] Money to be made best believe a nigga clockin, I run it myself like a quarterback option, I pitch
m cocaine, shawty, take a wiff off me Stiff a liffy pisso nigga come and comprehend from me Talk slick to me, E40 style, you hearing me? Got a green skirt
[Prevail] The induction of Paris green leaves What you see with no seams or so it seems And as it stands it seems that I never land I sight by laser
muscle, we meditate the hustle Serious the world, experience this struggle The razor voice, flavor choice steam, redeem We feelin' calmly now to dominate the scene The grass more green
Ollie ollie, oxen free Like one, two, three Red light, green light, one, two, three Yo, I pop six boxes, play some scalezes, uh Pitch the ball, I'ma
York times I'm a natural born winner nigga New York mines Everybody getting money but I cop the first 6 Now I run the game so I toss the first pitch Yeah
when I do it No it ain't nothing to it Snatch ya chains Splatter brains Acting like they knew it Regime the new team Kill for the cash green Split spleens
work to catch a lapdance That skirt is workin, and by myself, I be jerkin.. .. on to the chorus I want that purple cadillac with the lime green ragtop
cause rival hoods'll have you end up_thats why i carry that Mini-Mac... 10 on the dot and im at yo spot(now what?) in the Cut with the killa green and
guys it was mainly slangin kane by the pies and the fiends was payin for dangerous high o b and amonia we mix it down no sleep on the corner the pitch
Chicago Green she was the ice cube queen of blue She got a tip from Aunt Mary, said.(?somebody?) was in love with you She was so nieve,, famous for
tha perfect combination (Mo Thug, Mo Thug) So you betta change yo location (move out, move out) Tombstone Mo Thugs, be tha love, slug foe tha perfect pitch
's a Doozer gonna do With a gol-darn Ball of yarn? It's stitch three drop four Pitch that knittin' out the door right now There's a green there's a red
Jack's sittin' back in a pitch black box When some light shines through a crack in the corner Will he take the risk break out of this Place that he hates
fuck shit niga, load dem mutha fuckin guns up ride out. 45 and choppas and nines [reload] (whoo my)(x4) Step on the scene wit the green and a [reload
it, plot it to get it Southeast BX, the Soundview area Black Lex GS tan leather interior Moves in Atlanta, meetins' in Alabama Cold blue steel under the green
forever Meditate on how I can change the weather My brainstorm for some it's like a pace umbrella Where bullets and lies both spray together My mind scream like Al Green