Traduction: Doa. La Seule Chose Verte.
chorus the only thing green is the color of their money politicians and businessmen on the band wagon they don't give a damn, they're liars and they're phony the only thing green
in those drawers 'Cause every king need a queen And with me and you girl I ain't tryna let a thing in between It ain't a thing, nahmean, chicks hate,
tryna make a baby with 'Cause it'll make 'em rich Know I'm headed to the money So these funny little girls wanna take a trip But no, only the M.O.S.T
tryna make a baby with 'cause it'll make 'em rich Know I'm headed to the money So these funny little girls wanna take a trip But no, only the M.O.S.T
watch you get buried That's a real nigga for ya Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your lawyer Spit at the D.A. cause fuck what she say She
Girl, get a grip, c'mon, pull it together It's only a sunshower, we been through worse weather Like the stormy nights you wrote a "Dear Ja" letter And
we Roll around the corner with the F-O-R-T S-C-V, and a nigga can't fuck with me Not even the devil with B-O-N-E T-H-U-G spell it motherfucker [Chorus
real thing baby Krayzie got nothing but the real thing baby We come with nothing but the real thing baby Krayzie got nothin but the real thing the real
Budsmokers Only, Budsmokers Only...Onlaaaaaaay Budsmokers Only, Budsmokers Only...Onlaaaaaaay Budsmokers Only, Budsmokers Only...Onlaaaaaaay Budsmokers
only had sixteen more bars to live I'd get high, and hopefully O.D. on an alternative I'd give a dim lit dream, a colour scheme And I'd swim for the
's breed We of sundome & the night Give us a creed To believe A nightr of lust Give us trust in The Night Give of color hundred hues a rich mandala
& allow Did you know freedom exists in a school book Did you know madmen are running our prison w/in a jail, w/in a gaol, w/in a white free protestant
Kali on a Sunday afternoon now Drinking on drinks see we've got nothing to prove We keep it Kali on a Sunday afternoon now Smoking on dank these just the things