Lyrics Green Light - Pistol Pete & Enzo

Mi casa es su casa (Guantanamo)
The grass is greener on my side (Guantanamo), haha
And I got all my moros here (Guantanamo)
Just me y my familia (Guanta-)
(Ayy)

Ayy, what they really wanna do? (do), tell 'em come try
Know we hold it down, zip 'em up and let 'em fly (ayy)
Know we hold it down, ten toes when we ride
Know we hold it down, know what's good on my side
What they really wanna do? (do), tell 'em come try (try)
Know we hold it down, zip 'em up and let 'em fly (ayy)
Know we hold it down, ten toes when we ride (ayy)
Know we hold it down, know what's good on my side
Know what's good on my side (know what's good on my side)

Oinday my adlay what's oodgay ya boy E N Z
From the mother fucking oodhay I should say
Deuce Deuce, we da best
If they treasure havin' beef, they'll get buried in the chest, ah
Hold it down and get it poppin'
See the bigger picture or get cut out when we croppin'
Get the green light, no goin' back, ain't no stoppin' (no)
Watch 'em shift they gears soon as they see me hoppin'
Married to the game, wonder where I went
Don't talk if you sittin' on the fence or on the bench
Front row 'cause I run the ball up off the kick-off
Line it up, meet 'em at the spot and pull the rip off
I stay ready, heavy, sharp like my machete
I'ma put 'em on the cross, no Chevy (fuckin' off)
I remember back in the day we had nothin' but lost dreams
Now I'm gettin' to the bag with the team
Loyalty is everything, my brothers down to shhh (bah)
Run through like Christopher Wallace, give me the loot
If I get iffy, find 'em bein' shifty
Put it on the dog lad and throw 'em in the boot (agh, agh)

Ayy, what they really wanna do? (do), tell 'em come try
Know we hold it down, zip 'em up and let 'em fly (ayy)
Know we hold it down, ten toes when we ride
Know we hold it down, know what's good on my side
What they really wanna do? (Do), tell 'em come try (try)
Know we hold it down, zip 'em up and let 'em fly (ayy)
Know we hold it down, ten toes when we ride (ayy)
Know we hold it down, know what's good on my side
Know what's good on my side

(Fuckin' up)
Test stop on this side
Pull up to the spot and the pops' machine flies
Never put a knife up in anybody's back
We skipped all the shanks, went straight to the strap
No serial on the ting, but it does its numbers
It will turn a kingpin to the lowest of runners
And I don't wanna deal with that shit no more
But if it happens and we do it, got my uso on call
Southwest Sydney, the boys act shifty
Where lads get got over dealin' the fifty
You ever had a strap get pulled to your face?
Let me put it to your dome so we both relate
I'm talkin' big ones, aiming for the big funds
Always keep it movin', even after when this shit's done
Pistol, lifestyle misfit
Come test our water, my brother, you wouldn't risk it
Them boys takin' part, we take over
Don't need gear, I'm soldier when sober
Cruise with the boys, this shit's not Daytona
If we pull up, game over (over)

Ayy, what they really wanna do? (do), tell 'em come try
Know we hold it down, zip 'em up and let 'em fly (ayy)
Know we hold it down, ten toes when we ride
Know we hold it down, know what's good on my side
What they really wanna do? (do), tell 'em come try (try)
Know we hold it down, zip 'em up and let 'em fly (ayy)
Know we hold it down, ten toes when we ride (ayy)
Know we hold it down, know what's good on my side
Know what's good on my side