Greenday (Remix)

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]

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

3rd times the charm, that means triple paper

All kinds of Dom, Moet and liquor major

And it's the underrated, most hated

My thoughts are R-rated horror reincarnated

Uh, Criminal ties 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 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

[Hook: Lloyd Banks & (Havoc)]

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 through the slum, one

Hundred rounded drum, come around here acting dumb

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

Green makes the baddest thing seem right!

[Verse 2: Havoc]

Yo Banks them niggas funny if you ask me, they Martin

Laugh now, cry later, 9's aimed at they noggin

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

Foul shit, same shit, that almost got Kiss knocked

And all kinda money stuffed up in the duffle bags

Settle down, not even with the pussy that 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

And if it ain't us who the fuck you suckin' then?

They broke, we rich, you know I gotta rub it in

At the crap table hopin' that ya luck spin

Life kickin' ass like ya ass got blooded in

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

Green days! What you niggas know about the publishin'?

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

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

[Hook: Lloyd Banks]

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 through the slum, one

Hundred rounded drum come around here acting dumb

Green movie, green Bent, green light

Green makes the baddest thing seem right

[Verse 3: Cormega]

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

They I'll in the rhymes but I ain't really feelin' they lives

So I pay 'em no mind

Time is money; I ain't waistin no time

I came home with staygreens with' plans to make green

Did dirt; but what it's worth now I stay clean

Niggas hate but it don't make or break me

My daughter wore Bathing Apes since the age 3

My city never sleep, so I day dream

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

Think deep, lyrically Banks and me

Get busy like niggas in the bing with beef

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

The greatest luxury in life is bein able to breathe

I speak the truth!

Like the debut from Beanie in the booth, very few niggas can see me, uh!

[Hook: Lloyd Banks]

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 through the slum, one

Hundred rounded drum, come around here acting dumb

Green movie, green Bent, green light

Green makes the baddest thing seem right