Текст песни Nelly - Greed, Hate, Envy, слова песни Nelly

Текст песни Nelly - Greed, Hate, Envy

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Right up in here, is the sweet spotStay right up in here, and don`t bend unda pre`sureIs that what it is?The cake will doUhh, uhh uhh, the cake will doTell em, fuck the shame, tell emFuck the game, don`t let the game fuck youCheck it outI - opened up shop at 13Dimes, dubs, quarter sacks and O-Z`sFrom hand-held, digital to triple-beamNow my pa-ger`s an e-mail flip screenExpanded my game off into amphetaminesLooked around and had a small wall greenBut tha word out on tha street is that u fucked wit my fiendsThem niggas around tha corner then let tha thing beamNow they done let it burn out, phone a ching chingJust another - hustle to add to my schemesJust another piece of the puzzle to my dreamscuz the house, the cars, and the coffee take greenI might ride tha range wit tha Roley on the rocksor push a candy colored cutless wit a matchin T-shirtWhen the - spot get hot don`t stop, move shopFind another block restock and take it from the top now(Chorus) x2Greed, Hate, Envy but cake will doFuck tha game don`t let the game fuck you Follow the rules stay cool and rock jewelsGreed, Hate, Envy but cake will doSo you think you`re the shit nigga YA smell meShouts out to my nigga NOREI`ll never take another man`s gloryShit don`t mix like Shaq and KobeNow you know me, I be low keyOn these icey roleys Scob done showed meAnd hoes ignored me, now they blow meThem niggas that loaned me now they owe meOh me Oh my I can see tha greed and tha envy in yo eyesNow call me a lieWhile you five stand by I stand by tha captainHoe play now did somebody page SamsonI stay cheefin` higha than a hooker on the weekendsSeven days a weekend man, I walk in yo church reekinNow Lester called me a heathen old fish eyed foolBitch had the nerve to repeat old fish eyed fool(Chorus)One time out in the Range Rover(WOOP WOOP, WOOP!) Aww shit they pulled me over What tha hell y`all fuckin wit me fo?Speed limit 30 just doin 34 "Yeah son, where the gun?"It`s at home wit tha dope "Oh you a smart ass ha?"Nah that`s my lil joke"How bout I tow yo truck in?"Ain`t no need to be provoked besides everything up in here done been smokedI ain`t got nuttin but tapes and CDs Pocket full of G`s and two tickets across seasSo me and my boo can lay under the palm treesAin`t no more questions then hand me my ID You could tell he was pissed cuz the black man in the black range doin black things wit his black changeDoin the right thing, drivin his ass insane And if I wasn`t in his face he probably be callin me names (Chorus)

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