Greed Lyrics - War And Peace Vol. 1 (war) - Ice Cube

Now, if the greenbacks don't stack large on my side of the yard 

I ain't fuckin 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 bitch 

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 dick, in yo' bitch (bitch!) 

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 fuckin dress, where's the rest 

Bitch can hide a treasure chest, in her breasts 

Uh-huh strip search, whip skirts 

Uh-huh shit hurts, but it works bitch 

You can jerk niggaz but you can't jerk me 

Hoe I only tell you once that this dick ain't free 

I'm talkin greed 

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Greed, give me everything that I need 

How you gon' deal with the niggaz that I feed 

(repeat 2x) 

We smokin weed, you and me 

Lookin for that currency 

(repeat 2x) 

Now bitch niggaz don't mean shit, from where I sit 

Magnificent blow your back out, if you act out 

Eighteen deep when the plane soar 

The bitch threw her tits asked my click who we pay for 

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 bitches 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 shit, like hot dog on a stick 

These bitches all on the dick 

Ice cube ain't a lick (nope) make me bleed 

And now you got to deal with the niggaz that I feed, greed 

Uhh uhh uhh *pigs squeal* 

(give me more, give me more) greed, greed 

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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 

Niggaz hit me i'ma turn into the crow *caw caw* and take a shit 

On everything counterfeit, the don mega 

Blade runner, in a beige hummer all summer 

It'd take about twelve honkeys, to convict 

The nigga 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 motherfucker disgruntled exit wound, look like a funnel 

Worldwide, international jet set 

My niggaz love fuckin bitches that they just met 

Get it wet, and you can do anything 

When I'm in paris niggaz french-kiss the pinky ring 

Yeah, ice cube, trillionaire 

I own a mansion and a yacht, haha 

We do it like it should be does 

Yeah, westside niggaz 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 

Sosodef, greedy 

Rap-a-lot greedy as fuck 

No limit, hah, hella greedy, uhh 

Def jam greedy, we all know priority greedy as a motherfucker, hahaha 

Hey I got twenties on my benz you still fuckin with a gem 

What can you tell me, nigga? 

*pigs squeal*