Greed

[Intro: Ice Cube] [Mr. Short Khop] With power comes money, with money comes greed Now, if the greenbags don't stack large on my side of the yard I ain't fucking with it This cake has got to be all icing baby Now I know I'm taking the biggest piece But god damn I'm the biggest fish with the biggest mouth bitch You wanna be rich right? (Hell yeah) Well stick with me Do as I does, and be as I be [Verse 1] We be stackin chips, packin clips, mackin chicks Laugh at tits, slappin dick, in yo' bitch (bitch!) Makin hoes, take these clothes, from these sto's Walkin slow, there go the po', now here we go Parking lot to the spot, Marriott Cause what I got to make a knot, is very hot Who's at the do', go and check, I got the Tec Tell him that you soakin wet, until he jet Now lift up your fuckin dress, where's the rest Bitch can hide a treasure chest, in her breasts Uh-huh strip search, whip skirts Uh-huh shit hurts, but it works bitch You can jerk niggas but you can't jerk me Ho I only tell you once that this dick ain't free, I'm talkin greed [Bridge] Gotta give it, gotta have it, 'cause I want it [Chorus] Greed, give me everything that I need How you gonna deal with the niggas that I feed Greed, give me everything that I need How you gonna deal with the niggas that I feed We smoking weed, you and me Looking for that currency We smoking weed, you and me Looking for that currency [Verse 2] Now bitch niggas don't mean shit, from where I sit (No!) Magnificent blow your back out (BOOM!), if you act out Eighteen deep when the plane soar (Uh-huh) The bitch threw her tits, asked my clique who we play fo' (WHAAT?) Penetrate the clouds, loud, and obnoxious (HAHAHA) Surround the airport with feds and helicopters Escorted (Yeah), detained and deported Scared of the ly-rics, and when they bitches hear us We the clear-est, you can fear us Smile on the day of your dissapear-ance (yes), smoke and mirr-ors Break 'em all (break), pull over and jump out Cause I can take em all (wassup?), all bustas shake em all I'm at the mall, buyin shit, like hot dog on a stick These bitches all on the dick Ice Cube ain't a lick (nope) make me bleed And now you got to deal with the niggas that I feed, greed (Give me more, give me more) Uhh, uhh, uhh (Give me more, give me more) (Give me more, give me more) (Give me more, give me more) Greed, greed [Bridge 2] When you get your hands on it, wanna flaunt it Wanna dance on it, everybody want it (Uhh, uhh, uhh) When you get your hands on it, wanna flaunt it Wanna dance on it, everybody want it [Verse 3] You punks is petty, still we steady, counting 'fetti I'm the one closin escrow (yes), with the best flow (Do you wear a vest?) No! Niggas hit me I'mma turn into The Crow and take a shit On everything counterfeit, the Don Mega Blade Runner, in a beige Hummer all summer It'd take about twelve honkeys To convict the nigga makin you sick, as the 12 Monkeys Up in Detroit holdin weed court, all through the South Picked up a ounce in Shreveport My lead give head tunnels (boom!) To any motherfucker disgruntled exit wound, look like a funnel Worldwide, international jet set My niggas love fuckin bitches that they just met Get it wet, and you can do anything When I'm in Paris niggas french-kiss the pinky ring [Chorus] Greed, give me everything that I need How you gonna deal with the niggas that I feed Greed, give me everything that I need How you gonna deal with the niggas that I feed (I'm talkin greed) We smoking weed, you and me Looking for that currency (Uhh, uhh, uhh) We smoking weed, you and me Looking for that currency [Outro] Yeah, Ice Cube, trillionaire I own a mansion and a yacht, hehe We do it like it should be does Yeah, Westside niggas is very greedy, uhh Death Row is very greedy Sic-Wid-It Records is very greedy Dangerous Music greedy greedy greedy Ruthless Records greedy, Suave House, greedy So So Def, greedy Rap-A-Lot greedy as fuck No Limit, hehe, hella greedy, uhh Def Jam greedy Bad Boy niggas are greedy We all know Priority greedy as a motherfucker, hahaha Hey, I got twenties on my BM, you still fuckin with a GM What can you tell me, nigga?