歌曲 | Ghetty Green |
歌手 | Project Pat |
专辑 | Ghetty Green |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Beauregard, Houston, Houston | |
Man, Project | |
Pat in the house | |
This go out to all the real niggas out there havin' money | |
Ghetty green, that cheese, that feddi, that loot | |
Better watch your back man' | |
Cuz your friends out to get you for your shit | |
This is to all these niggas crossin' us here | |
Smile in your motherfuckin' face | |
Turn around and stab you in your motherfuckin' back | |
In a motherfuckin' heartbeat | |
If I ever catch one of you niggas man | |
That's a motherfuckin' murder off the top, boy | |
Fo' sho', nigga | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that's by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that's by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that's by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that's by any means | |
I'm the man wit' the plan, wit' the gaze, wit' the mask | |
Steppin' up to ya fast, layin' you in the grass | |
All your blood, ain't no love, on the street | |
Wit' no police, everybody is a rat, everybody's 'bout the greens | |
You know me, | |
I know you | |
We grew up in the pen, but it wasn't face to face | |
You was out, | |
I was in doin' time off a crime | |
I committed in the past | |
I'ma O.G. on the town, as a | |
O.G. I'ma last | |
In the past | |
I was known as that nigga who would snap | |
I was quick to bill a cap, but it had to be a jack type move | |
Real cool, yeah, that's how he thought we was | |
Use ta kick it everyday, smokin' out on that bud | |
That's my dog, that's my nig', that's a bad young brotha | |
I just got out the pen, | |
I'ma broke-lookin' sucka | |
Man, fuck that young busta, eighty grand at his house | |
Seen his momma at the store, stuck a nine in her mouth | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that's by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that's by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that's by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that's by any means | |
Mastermind, that's the kind of a man that's in my nature | |
I'ma nigga you don't trust, | |
I'ma killer, maybe raper | |
I can take a person's life with a knife or a tone | |
Used his moms as my victim then | |
I called him on the phone | |
What's up | |
John, where the green, and | |
I ain't gon' ask you twice | |
Bring it over by yourself, or | |
I'll take your momma's life | |
In the life of a dealer, they can never call police | |
Undercover knowin' this, secrecy, that's the key | |
One two three knocks at the door, somethin's lookin' funny | |
Then my dog let | |
I'm in with his friend and the money | |
You'se a dummy if you think | |
I'ma let you live sucka(Aw man, thought we was straight) | |
You'se a dead motherfucker, shot the joker in his mouth | |
Bullet went through his jaw | |
Had to take his momma out 'cuz | |
I'm down for the cause | |
Fuck the laws if they come, then | |
I'm goin' wit' a blast | |
Looked his partna in his eyes, then | |
I murdered his ass | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that's by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that's by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that's by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that's by any means | |
I'm the man doin' deals wit' the man gettin' robbed | |
It's gon' be a violent crime one that will not get solved | |
When I rob me a fool | |
It's a duh that his bitch front like | |
I'm sellin' ki's | |
Then I'm game for the switch, switcharoo on your ass | |
Duffle bag full of cash | |
Then my thugs pullin' up cockin' pumps in the masks | |
Hit the dash in the black tinted | |
Chevy, trick it in | |
Now we on the 'spressway, brought it down, tell my friend | |
Once again | |
I done pulled off another master plan | |
Four days downtown, found a | |
Chevy wit' a man's dead body | |
Somebody shoulda known betta, dog | |
O.G.'s on the loose and we gettin' 'bout our hog | |
Y'all niggas slangin' dope | |
Should expect a jackin' car jack set up, bitch | |
Or a damn kidnappin' but a nigga like me | |
I'm your neighborhood fiend thinkin' of comin' clean | |
All about that ghetty green, ghetty green |
zuo qu : Beauregard, Houston, Houston | |
Man, Project | |
Pat in the house | |
This go out to all the real niggas out there havin' money | |
Ghetty green, that cheese, that feddi, that loot | |
Better watch your back man' | |
Cuz your friends out to get you for your shit | |
This is to all these niggas crossin' us here | |
Smile in your motherfuckin' face | |
Turn around and stab you in your motherfuckin' back | |
In a motherfuckin' heartbeat | |
If I ever catch one of you niggas man | |
That' s a motherfuckin' murder off the top, boy | |
Fo' sho', nigga | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that' s by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that' s by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that' s by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that' s by any means | |
I' m the man wit' the plan, wit' the gaze, wit' the mask | |
Steppin' up to ya fast, layin' you in the grass | |
All your blood, ain' t no love, on the street | |
Wit' no police, everybody is a rat, everybody' s ' bout the greens | |
You know me, | |
I know you | |
We grew up in the pen, but it wasn' t face to face | |
You was out, | |
I was in doin' time off a crime | |
I committed in the past | |
I' ma O. G. on the town, as a | |
O. G. I' ma last | |
In the past | |
I was known as that nigga who would snap | |
I was quick to bill a cap, but it had to be a jack type move | |
Real cool, yeah, that' s how he thought we was | |
Use ta kick it everyday, smokin' out on that bud | |
That' s my dog, that' s my nig', that' s a bad young brotha | |
I just got out the pen, | |
I' ma brokelookin' sucka | |
Man, fuck that young busta, eighty grand at his house | |
Seen his momma at the store, stuck a nine in her mouth | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that' s by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that' s by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that' s by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that' s by any means | |
Mastermind, that' s the kind of a man that' s in my nature | |
I' ma nigga you don' t trust, | |
I' ma killer, maybe raper | |
I can take a person' s life with a knife or a tone | |
Used his moms as my victim then | |
I called him on the phone | |
What' s up | |
John, where the green, and | |
I ain' t gon' ask you twice | |
Bring it over by yourself, or | |
I' ll take your momma' s life | |
In the life of a dealer, they can never call police | |
Undercover knowin' this, secrecy, that' s the key | |
One two three knocks at the door, somethin' s lookin' funny | |
Then my dog let | |
I' m in with his friend and the money | |
You' se a dummy if you think | |
I' ma let you live sucka Aw man, thought we was straight | |
You' se a dead motherfucker, shot the joker in his mouth | |
Bullet went through his jaw | |
Had to take his momma out ' cuz | |
I' m down for the cause | |
Fuck the laws if they come, then | |
I' m goin' wit' a blast | |
Looked his partna in his eyes, then | |
I murdered his ass | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that' s by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that' s by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that' s by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that' s by any means | |
I' m the man doin' deals wit' the man gettin' robbed | |
It' s gon' be a violent crime one that will not get solved | |
When I rob me a fool | |
It' s a duh that his bitch front like | |
I' m sellin' ki' s | |
Then I' m game for the switch, switcharoo on your ass | |
Duffle bag full of cash | |
Then my thugs pullin' up cockin' pumps in the masks | |
Hit the dash in the black tinted | |
Chevy, trick it in | |
Now we on the ' spressway, brought it down, tell my friend | |
Once again | |
I done pulled off another master plan | |
Four days downtown, found a | |
Chevy wit' a man' s dead body | |
Somebody shoulda known betta, dog | |
O. G.' s on the loose and we gettin' ' bout our hog | |
Y' all niggas slangin' dope | |
Should expect a jackin' car jack set up, bitch | |
Or a damn kidnappin' but a nigga like me | |
I' m your neighborhood fiend thinkin' of comin' clean | |
All about that ghetty green, ghetty green |
zuò qǔ : Beauregard, Houston, Houston | |
Man, Project | |
Pat in the house | |
This go out to all the real niggas out there havin' money | |
Ghetty green, that cheese, that feddi, that loot | |
Better watch your back man' | |
Cuz your friends out to get you for your shit | |
This is to all these niggas crossin' us here | |
Smile in your motherfuckin' face | |
Turn around and stab you in your motherfuckin' back | |
In a motherfuckin' heartbeat | |
If I ever catch one of you niggas man | |
That' s a motherfuckin' murder off the top, boy | |
Fo' sho', nigga | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that' s by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that' s by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that' s by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that' s by any means | |
I' m the man wit' the plan, wit' the gaze, wit' the mask | |
Steppin' up to ya fast, layin' you in the grass | |
All your blood, ain' t no love, on the street | |
Wit' no police, everybody is a rat, everybody' s ' bout the greens | |
You know me, | |
I know you | |
We grew up in the pen, but it wasn' t face to face | |
You was out, | |
I was in doin' time off a crime | |
I committed in the past | |
I' ma O. G. on the town, as a | |
O. G. I' ma last | |
In the past | |
I was known as that nigga who would snap | |
I was quick to bill a cap, but it had to be a jack type move | |
Real cool, yeah, that' s how he thought we was | |
Use ta kick it everyday, smokin' out on that bud | |
That' s my dog, that' s my nig', that' s a bad young brotha | |
I just got out the pen, | |
I' ma brokelookin' sucka | |
Man, fuck that young busta, eighty grand at his house | |
Seen his momma at the store, stuck a nine in her mouth | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that' s by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that' s by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that' s by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that' s by any means | |
Mastermind, that' s the kind of a man that' s in my nature | |
I' ma nigga you don' t trust, | |
I' ma killer, maybe raper | |
I can take a person' s life with a knife or a tone | |
Used his moms as my victim then | |
I called him on the phone | |
What' s up | |
John, where the green, and | |
I ain' t gon' ask you twice | |
Bring it over by yourself, or | |
I' ll take your momma' s life | |
In the life of a dealer, they can never call police | |
Undercover knowin' this, secrecy, that' s the key | |
One two three knocks at the door, somethin' s lookin' funny | |
Then my dog let | |
I' m in with his friend and the money | |
You' se a dummy if you think | |
I' ma let you live sucka Aw man, thought we was straight | |
You' se a dead motherfucker, shot the joker in his mouth | |
Bullet went through his jaw | |
Had to take his momma out ' cuz | |
I' m down for the cause | |
Fuck the laws if they come, then | |
I' m goin' wit' a blast | |
Looked his partna in his eyes, then | |
I murdered his ass | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that' s by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that' s by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that' s by any means | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
I gotta get the green | |
Ghetty green, ghetty green | |
And that' s by any means | |
I' m the man doin' deals wit' the man gettin' robbed | |
It' s gon' be a violent crime one that will not get solved | |
When I rob me a fool | |
It' s a duh that his bitch front like | |
I' m sellin' ki' s | |
Then I' m game for the switch, switcharoo on your ass | |
Duffle bag full of cash | |
Then my thugs pullin' up cockin' pumps in the masks | |
Hit the dash in the black tinted | |
Chevy, trick it in | |
Now we on the ' spressway, brought it down, tell my friend | |
Once again | |
I done pulled off another master plan | |
Four days downtown, found a | |
Chevy wit' a man' s dead body | |
Somebody shoulda known betta, dog | |
O. G.' s on the loose and we gettin' ' bout our hog | |
Y' all niggas slangin' dope | |
Should expect a jackin' car jack set up, bitch | |
Or a damn kidnappin' but a nigga like me | |
I' m your neighborhood fiend thinkin' of comin' clean | |
All about that ghetty green, ghetty green |