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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nelly
Nelly
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cornell Haynes, Jr.
Cornell Haynes, Jr.
Songwriter
Lavell Webb
Lavell Webb
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
City Spud
City Spud
Producer

Lyrics

I opened up shop at 13 Dimes, dubs, quarter sacks and O-Z's From hand-held, digital to triple-beam Now my pa-ger's an e-mail flip screen Expanded my game off into amphetamines Looked around and had a small Wallgreens Put the word out on the street don't you fuck with my fiends Them niggas around the corner, come let the thing beam Now they done let it burn out phone a ching-ching Just another, hustle to add to my schemes Just another piece of the puzzle to my dreams 'Cause the house, the cars, and the coffee take green I might ride the Range with the Roley on the rocks Or push a candy colored cutless wit a matchin G-Shock When the, spot get hot don't stop, move shop Find another block restock and take it from the top now Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do Fuck the game don't let the game fuck you now Follow the rules stay cool and rock jewels Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do Fuck the game don't let the game fuck you now Follow the rules stay cool and rock jewels Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do So you think you' the shit nigga, you smell me Shouts out to my nigga NORE I'll never take another man's glory Shit don't mix like Shaq and Kobe Now you know me, I be low key On these icey Roleys, dude that showed me And hoes ignored me, now they blow me Them niggas that loaned me now they owe me Oh me, oh my I can see tha greed and tha envy in yo eyes Now call me a lie While you fly, stand by, I stand by tha captain Hoe play now did somebody page Samson I stay cheefin' higher than a hooker on the weekends Seven days a weekend man, I walk in yo church reekin' Now Lester called me a heathen old fish eyed fool Bitch had the nerve to repeat old fish eyed fool, c'mon Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do Fuck the game don't let the game fuck you now now Follow the rules stay cool and rock jewels Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do Fuck the game don't let the game fuck you now Follow the rules stay cool and rock jewels Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do One time checkin' out in the Range Rover (Woop, woop woop!) Aww shit they pulled me over What the hell y'all fuckin wit me for? 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 smoked I ain't got nuttin' but tapes and CDs Pocket full of G's and two tickets across seas So me and my boo can lay under the palm trees Ain't no more questions then hand me my ID You could tell he was pissed 'Cause the black man in the black Range Doin' black things wit his black change Doin' the right thing, drivin' his ass insane And if I wasn't in his face he probably be callin' me names, c'mon Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do Fuck the game don't let the game fuck you now Follow the rules stay cool and rock jewels Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do Fuck the game don't let the game fuck you now Follow the rules stay cool and rock jewels Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do Fuck the game don't let the game fuck you now Follow the rules stay cool and rock jewels Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do Fuck the game don't let the game fuck you now Follow the rules stay cool and rock jewels Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do
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