Lloyd Banks

Lloyd Banks - Greenday (Remix) lyrics

rate me

NON STOP!

"V5"!

Uh! - Music Molotov microphone manipulator

Full blown baller baby - he in a incubator

Red laser on any infiltrator

Comin' with' that bullshit nigga, you leave a cripple hater. {COME ON! }

3rd times the charm, that means triple paper

All kinds of Don, Moet and liquor major.

And it's the underrated, most hated

My thoughts are R rated horror reincarnated;

Uh! - Criminaltize and gray skies

Concrete cries and steak knives - anything to stay alive.

Money fuels, ya drive. - Life's materialized!

Ain't no more wives. - Just slides!

Learn to improvise

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'll pop up and ride!

Corner to corner, it reeks of Marijuana

Possibilities jealousy and drama, and close friends lyin' ya!

Ya destinies designed penalties a crime

Niggas gotta grind and keep they enemies in line.

Rock Stars and chopped cars

We don't buy cups, we buy bars! And ain't nobody got jobs!

We don't get married - we menage!

Shouldn't make it far if you add up all the odds.

Yeah! - Pockets full of green; green weed, green jag

Green Gang nigga, clean mag, green rag!

Green thumb counting money till I'm numb {Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo}

Niggas think repercussions funny till it come. {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }

We trust none; gun running thru the slam One-...

... -Hundred round the drum come around here acting dumb!

Green movie, green bent, green light (H-A-V-O'!)

Green makes the baddest thing seem right!

Yo Bank$ them niggas funny if you ask me - they Martin. (they Martin!)

Laugh now, cry later; .9's aimed at the noggin. (noggiun!)

And I ain't talkin 'bout the channel that the kids watch (kids watch!)

Foul shit, same shit; that almost got Kiss knocked! (Kiss knocked!)

And all kinda money stuffed up in the duffle bags (duffle bags!)

Settle down - not even' with the pussy that Usher had. (Usher had!)

The grass greener over here, she wanna jump the fence

Fuck the crew; first she said, no I'm like fuck her then! (fuck her than!)

And if it ain't us - who the fuck you suckin' then? ! (suckin' then!)

They broke, we rich; you know I gotta rub it in! (you know I gotta rub it in!)

At the crap table hopin' that ya love spin (love spin!)

Life's kickin' ass like ya ass got blooded in. (hot blooded in!)

My life is good, it's like I'm lookin through another lens, (another lens!)

Greendays! - What you niggas know about the publishin'? ('bout the publishin'!)

And if you don't know, you'll never know; fuck 'em then! (fuck 'em then!)

H-A-V-O', Blue Hef'! - It's us again! (it's us again!)

Yeah! - Pockets full of green; green weed, green jag

Green Gang nigga, clean mag, green rag!

Green thumb counting money till I'm numb

Niggas think repercussions funny till it come.

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!

I play NBA Live while niggas play live and get kilt, wearin' they shine (wearin' they shine!)

They I'll in the rhymes but I ain't really feelin' they lives. (feelin' they lives!)

So I pay 'em no mind

Time is money; I ain't waistin no time. (I ain't waistin' no time!)

I came home with staygreens with' plans to make green (make green!)

Did dirt; but what it's worth now I stay clean. (clean!)

Niggas hate but it don't make or break me! (me!)

My daughter wore bathin' apes since the age 3.

My city never sleep, so I day dream (day dream!)

If Big' never died; who the fuck would clam king?

Think deep; lyrically Bank$ and me!

Get busy like niggas in the bing with' beef.

The jewels blurred my vision now I'm able to see (see!)

The greatest luxury in life is bein able to breathe. (breathe!)

I speak the truth!

Like the debut from Beanie in the booth! - Very few niggas can see me, uh! (can see me, uh!)

Yeah! - Pockets full of green; green weed, green jag {Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooo}

Green Gang nigga, clean mag, green rag! {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }

Green thumb counting money till I'm numb

Niggas think repercussions funny till it come.

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!

CAN'T FORGET...

RICK ROWN!

Get this song at:  amazon.com  sheetmusicplus.com

Share your thoughts

0 Comments found