paroles de chanson GREENER KNOTS - Maxo Kream
Okay,
I
seen
a
lot
Runnin'
in
and
out
of
Granny
house
Uncle
bummin'
on
the
couch,
first
time
I
seen
a
rock
Headed
right
there
in
the
chair,
watchin'
WWE,
first
time
he
seen
The
Rock
Had
my
Grandma
pissed,
went
to
school
all
white,
K-Swiss
Told
'em,
"Change
that
shit,
put
it
on
Rap
City
Basement"
Jammin'
sides,
begin,
Jadakiss,
first
time
I
seen
The
Lox
Started
gettin'
high,
homicides,
drive-by
XDs
lemon
squeeze,
red
beams
and
Glocks
Seen
a
nigga
die,
shot
him
right
in
the
eye
Put
a
nigga
in
the
sky,
made
his
breathing
stop
Spin
the
block
for
the
chop,
ain't
even
stop
Can't
ring
your
shots
That's
the
very
first
day
that
I
ever
seen
me
an
opp
Okay,
I
seen
a
lot
Came
from
the
slums,
had
to
get
it
out
the
mud,
no
love
To
me
that
means
a
lot
Glock
for
my
guns,
hear
the
cops,
better
run
Head
to
the
sun
'cause
I
still
dream
a
lot
Never
had
nothin',
tryna
run
the
money
up
Leave
it
all
for
my
son,
them
greener
knots
Don't
know
about
you,
but
to
me
that
means
a
lot
Okay,
like
cash
rule
everything
around
me
Believe
none
of
what
you
hear
and
half
of
what
you
see
Go
to
school,
get
degrees
and
make
the
league
But
the
dream
not
for
me
so
it's
make
believe
It's
all
in
your
head
like
Maybelline
You
know
a
lotta
niggas
dead,
yellow-tape
the
scene
They'll
tell
you
it's
a
figment,
due
to
the
color
of
your
pigment
Droppin'
off
loads
on
the
road
to
the
riches
On
the
way
to
make
it
out
the
trenches
Fuck
a
red
shirt,
I'm
in
a
courtroom,
sittin'
on
benches
Prayin'
for
a
deal
meanwhile
drug
dealin'
Judge
got
a
grudge,
set
your
bond
at
a
million
Can't
snitch,
can't
switch,
nah,
nigga,
no
squealin'
Grown
men
business,
you
gotta
be
kiddin'
New
G,
shoot
them
Glocks
at
the
house,
went
to
court
and
you
turned
to
the
cops
Southwest
muder
block,
I
done
seen
'em
a
lot
In
these
Alief
streets,
big
Crippin'
with
the
with
the
Locs,
Trigger
Maxo
C
Pop
trunk
with
the
punk,
get
to
dumpin'
Nickname
Punken
but
ain't
no
punk
in
me
Got
the
infrared
beam
on
the
Glock
Hittin'
licks,
servin'
fiends
on
the
block
Done
things
to
my
opps,
murder
scene,
had
to
listen
to
cops
Hidin'
rocks,
put
the
cheese
in
my
socks
Okay,
I
seen
a
lot
Came
from
the
slums,
had
to
get
it
out
the
mud,
no
love
To
me
that
means
a
lot
Glock
for
my
guns,
hear
the
cops,
better
run
Head
to
the
sun
'cause
I
still
dream
a
lot
Never
had
nothin',
tryna
run
the
money
up
Leave
it
all
for
my
son,
them
greener
knots
Don't
know
about
you,
but
to
me
that
means
a
lot
Okay,
I
seen
a
lot
Came
from
the
slums,
had
to
get
it
out
the
mud,
no
love
To
me
that
means
a
lot
Glock
for
my
guns,
hear
the
cops,
better
run
Head
to
the
sun
'cause
I
still
dream
a
lot
Never
had
nothin',
tryna
run
the
money
up
Leave
it
all
for
my
son,
them
greener
knots
Don't
know
about
you,
but
to
me
that
means
a
lot
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