Ghetty Green Lyrics - Ghetty Green - Project Pat

Man, Project Pat in the house 

This go out to all the real niggas out there havin' money 

Ghetty green, that cheese, that feddi, that loot 

Better watch your back man 

'Cause your friends out to get you for your shit 

This is to all these niggas crossin' us here 

Smile in your motherfuckin' face 

Turn around and stab you in your motherfuckin' back 

In a motherfuckin' heartbeat 

If I ever catch one of you niggas man 

That's a motherfuckin' murder off the top, boy! 

Fo' sho', nigga 

(Chorus) 4x 

Ghetty green, ghetty green 

I gotta get the green 

Ghetty green, ghetty green 

And that's by any means 

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I'm the man wit the plan 

Wit the gaze, wit the mask 

Steppin' up to ya fast 

Layin' you in the grass 

All your blood, ain't no love, on the street 

Wit no police, everybody is a rat, everybody's 'bout the greens 

You know me, I know you 

We grew up in the pen, but it wasn't face to face 

You was out, I was in 

Doin' time off a crime I committed in the past 

I'ma O.G. on the town 

As a O.G. I'ma last 

In the past I was known as that nigga who would snap 

I was quick to bill a cap, but it had to be a jack- 

Type move, real cool, yeah that's how he thought we was 

Use ta kick it everyday, smokin' out on that bud 

That's my dog, that's my nig', that's a bad young brotha 

I just got out the pen, I'ma broke-lookin' sucka 

Man, fuck that young busta 

Eighty grand at his house 

Seen his momma at the store 

Stuck a nine in her mouth 

Photos 

(Chorus) 4x 

Mastermind, that's the kind of a man that's in my nature 

I'ma nigga you don't trust, I'ma killer, maybe raper 

I can take a person's life with a knife or a tone 

Used his moms as my victim then I called him on the phone 

What's up John, where the green, and I ain't gon' ask you twice 

Bring it over by yourself, or I'll take your momma's life 

In the life of a dealer, they can never call police 

Undercover knowin' this 

Secrecy, that's the key 

One two three knocks at the door 

Somethin's lookin' funny 

Then my dog let 'im in with his friend and the money 

You'se a dummy if you think I'ma let you live sucka 

(Aw man, thought we was straight!) 

You'se a dead motherfucker! 

Shot the joker in his mouth 

Bullet went through his jaw 

Had to take his momma out 'cause I'm down for the cause 

Fuck the laws if they come 

Then I'm goin' wit a blast 

Looked his partna in his eyes, then I murdered his ass! 

(Chorus) 4x 

I'm the man doin' deals wit the man gettin' robbed 

It's gon' be a violent crime 

One that will not get solved 

When I rob me a fool 

It's a duh that his bitch front like I'm sellin' ki's 

Then I'm game for the switch 

Switcharoo on your ass 

Duffle bag full of cash 

Then my thugs pullin' up cockin' pumps in the masks 

Hit the dash in the black tinted Chevy, trick it in 

Now we on the 'spressway 

Brought it down, tell my friend 

Once again I done pulled off another master plan 

Four days downtown 

Found a Chevy wit a man's dead body 

Somebody shoulda known betta, dog 

O.G.'s on the loose 

And we gettin' 'bout our hog 

Y'all niggas slangin' dope 

Should expect a jackin' car jack set up, bitch 

Or a damn kidnappin' 

But a nigga like me 

I'm your neighborhood fiend 

Thinkin' of comin' clean 

All about that ghetty green, ghetty green