Green Island lyrics ( Redman )
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Rate Green Island LyricsArtist : Redman Song : Green Island
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Motherfuckin ladies and gentleman My style's
rugged like Timberland When I clock lyric then
women give me more love than Wimbledon My style
flow local like New Jersey transit And I can't
stand it And you'll need Teddy to unjam it
when I cram it I'm from N to the E W A R K
Newark NJ got the AK When I wave bitch you
better say heeyyyyyyyy I'm a Kid From the
Hall I got big balls to make your pussy walls
dribble in my drawers Hey boy this is the way
the East coast swing it so bring it Man I told
you ass Brown-er than James with the Sex Machine
shit I keep the chronic patrol on the
road in case you're wondering why I keep my
izm Cause I smoked everybody else's shit
up My style's the ultimate funk when I mic
checka One two checka And I give effects to
niggaz with my Black and Decker So check the,
manuscript, man you flipped Put it down if you
can't handle it Got a B-R-C-G, Blunt Rollers
College Graduate I got a degrees in Physics on
how high I can get Then next I check how many
niggaz that can die from my Tec Cause the
N-E-W-A-R-K is where the niggaz robbin and
stealin and fuckin niggaz everyday Now
Jersey's on max so pass the dutchie on the
lefthand side Hide the hidash, in case we
cridash, in my ride So, sliiiide, before I
call the medics You can bet bitch you couldn't
get fly if you were FedEx Can I, drop the funk
on ya, run it on ya Strong as ammonia, smell
it from here to California Cause Reggie Noble
dropped that cock named Noble at Sunoco I'm
better than rice and beans when I rock you ocho
to ocho My music more underground than a kid
at 300 XL Convertible, fuel-injected, that's
why my style's well-respected I'm dope on the
ridealz, so fidealz, on my didealz And chumps
are wondering what two niggaz dropped the funk
funk
Verbally you never heard of me I
smoke you third degrees and cause surgery for
emergency cause Reggie Noble's known like
burglary I get hot busted when I dip my
nuggets Hey, if it take a million niggaz to
stop it just like Chuck did Cause we run
around Newark with the nine cock Keep it
heated for the brothers that's not off my
block And if ya don't know the flavor, be a
tough guy and enter So go show you more nigga
events than Jacob Jaffrey center I'm genuine,
to the rhyme, get your canines Cops that got
the hot glock stocked for when it's playtime I
rock around the Robin TWEET TWEET on the
calendar Cause you couldn't pull my number if
your class major was Algebra I make bitches
moan to my Stallone without Sylvester Cause
I'm more deadlier than a whole school system of
investors So check us, I always smoke mad
blunts before breakfast Cause I, Get Around
like 2Pac with Poetic in my Justic Hold tight,
hold tight, everybody hold tight I'm sooper
like my man cat, cause I keep my styles jam
packed I wrreerawwwowww like Anthrax, split my
pants like Bill Bixby You could tell the tracks
was fat from the work of my MP-60 I smoke the
chronic that's why my sinus always fucked
up Them bones, them bones, them bones will
have you fucked up I blaze blunts with my
nigga Mellow, yo say hello (Yo whattup
dogg?) Really, now pass the second blunt to
Quilly
Now sit your big ass down cuz I
don't know about this rap stuff There wasn't
rap when I was pickin cotton, sayin
massa Y'all y'all whippersnappers, with the
caps on backwards Man, y'all fuck around with
Quilly I kick a bone out yo' ass quick Watch
out now, I ain't bullshittin I representin the
oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-G's from forty-three
goddamnit And if you keep on with that dirty
mistreatin I'm gonna whoop your ass, til your
heart stop beating
And yo, chronic bubonic
the funky bionic you find it I'll have to
rewind it where minds are blinded Time 4 Sum
Aksion so time to find it I smoked out like a
cookout, look out my dick's out That was last
album when I was bouncin on trains like
Malcolm I was hiiiiigh, I thought I wouldn't
survive That's why I quit my nine to five and
got live Because this hip-to-the-hop shit
fills my pockets And I'm Audi for ninety-four
because I already got my props Hoes, hoes, and
more hoes...
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