Letras:
Green On Red

: Lamentablemente mi condicion, mi propia depresion Sin pronto alivio de la razon sera demasiado tarde Salvame de mi Desperdicio el oxigeno sentado

tall standing on the big screen Get dough, get green, my flow sickening, It's the King nigga! [Chorus - B.o.B] Put me on anything still I bet I bust Put me anywhere on

down) Hey You can play a song When you see me move We can turn around Turn around Oh oh I Know you Checkin' on me She be checkin' on you Oh Gimme the green

first time, I realized My sergeant lied! On my way home in a body bag A one-way ticket, but I couldn't brag I was seeing green, seeing red With an aching

, gone tomorrow and I just met her yesterday We already eating yall tryna make reservae We making movies while yall sit on couches pressing play Mmoney aint on

Ya sand bag, tryna jump on the band wag I'll put the red dot on you like a Japan flag You need some high heels and a handbag [Hook] [Verse Three] I'm in the ten minutes to nine, leanin' on

on some ?G? shit Yeah, that red-and-green stripe double G shit That was for my homie, just know I'm thinking of you I told him ?stay on top so they can

on her Dont put the back on, too many cunt stains on it When to train on her, call carl toon Have em tatoo my name on her, Star Trek 2 You know what

that's what real niggas do when they at home Watchin' E.S.P.N. on a 70 inch flatscreen K.G.'s away Jersey blowin' chronic that green Gave up the hoop