เนื้อเพลง Greed - Ice Cube

Now, if the greenbacks don't stack large on my side of the yard
I ain't f*ckin with it
This cake has got to be all icing baby
Now I know I'm taking the biggest piece
but god damn I'm the biggest fish with the biggest mouth b*tch
You wanna be rich right? (Hell yeah)
Well stick with me, do as I does, and be as I be

We be stackin chips, packin clips, mackin chicks
Laugh at tits, slappin d*ck, in yo' b*tch (b*tch!)
Makin hoes, take these clothes, from these sto's
Walkin slow, there go the po', now here we go
Parking lot to the spot, Marriott
Cause what I got to make a knot, is very hot
Who's at the do', go and check, I got the Tec
Tell him that you soakin wet, until he jet
Now lift up your f*ckin dress, where's the rest
B*tch can hide a treasure chest, in her breasts
Uh-huh strip search, whip skirts
Uh-huh sh*t hurts, but it works b*tch
You can jerk n*ggaz but you can't jerk me
Hoe I only tell you once that this d*ck ain't free
I'm talkin Greed

[Chorus]
Greed, give me everything that I need
How you gon' deal with the n*ggaz that I feed
[repeat 2X]
We smokin weed, you and me
Lookin for that currency
[repeat 2X]

Now b*tch n*ggaz don't mean sh*t, from where I sit
Magnificent blow your back out, if you act out
Eighteen deep when the plane soar
The b*tch threw her tits, asked my click who we play fo'
Penetrate the clouds, loud, and obnoxious
Surround the airport with feds and helicopters
Escorted, detained and deported
Scared of the ly-rics, and when they b*tches hear us
We the clear-est, you can fear us
Smile on the day of your dissapear-ance, smoke in mirr-ors
Break em all, pull over and jump out
Cause I can take em all, all bustas shake em all
I'm at the mall, buyin sh*t, like hot dog on a stick
These b*tches all on the d*ck
Ice Cube ain't a lick (nope) make me bleed
And now you got to deal with the n*ggaz that I feed, greed
Uhh uhh uhh [pigs squeal]
(Give me more, give me more) Greed, Greed

When you get your hands on it, wanna fawn it
Wanna dance on it, everybody want it
[repeat 2X]

You punks is petty, still we steady, countin fetti
I'm the one closin escrow, with the best flow
(Do you wear a vest?) No
N*ggaz hit me I'ma turn into The Crow [caw caw] and take a sh*t
on everything counterfeit, the Don Mega
Blade Runner, in a beige Hummer all summer
It'd take about twelve honkeys, to convict
the n*gga makin you sick, ask the 12 Monkeys
Up in Detroit holdin weed court, all through the South
Picked up a ounce in Shreveport
My lead give head tunnels (boom!)
to any motherf*cker disgruntled exit wound, look like a funnel
Worldwide, international jet set
My n*ggaz love f*ckin b*tches that they just met
Get it wet, and you can do anything
When I'm in Paris n*ggaz french-kiss the pinky ring

[Chorus]

Yeah, Ice Cube, trillionaire
I own a mansion and a yacht, haha
We do it like it should be does
Yeah, Westside n*ggaz is very greedy, uhh
Death Row is very greedy
Sic-Wid-It records is very greedy
Dangerous Music greedy greedy greedy
Ruthless Records greedy, Suave House, greedy
So So Def, greedy
Rap-A-Lot greedy as f*ck
No Limit, hah, hella greedy, uhh
Def Jam greedy, we all know Priority greedy as a motherf*cker, hahaha
Hey got twenties on my BM, you still f*ckin with a GM
What can you tell me, n*gga?

[pigs squeal]