Greed Hate & Envy          
             

Right up in here, is the sweet spot 
Stay right up in here, and don't bend unda pre'sure 
Is that what it is? The cake will do 
Uhh, uhh uhh, the cake will do 
Tell em, fuck the shame, tell em 
Fuck the game, don't let the game fuck you 
Check it out 

[Nelly] 
I - opened up shop at 13 
Dimes, dubs, quarter sacks and O-Z's 
From hand-held, digital to triple-beam 
Now my pa-ger's an e-mail flip screen 
Expanded my game off into amphetamines 
Looked around and had a small wall green 
But tha word out on tha street is that u fucked wit my fiends 
Them niggas around tha corner then let tha thing beam 
Now they done let it burn out, phone a ching ching 
Just another - hustle to add to my schemes 
Just another piece of the puzzle to my dreams 
cuz the house, the cars, and the coffee take green 
I might ride tha range wit tha Roley on the rocks 
or push a candy colored cutless wit a matchin T-shirt 
When the - spot get hot don't stop, move shop 
Find another block restock and take it from the top now 

(Chorus) Repeat 2x 
Greed, Hate, Envy but cake will do 
Fuck tha game don't let the game fuck you 
Follow the rules stay cool and rock jewels 
Greed, Hate, Envy but cake will do 

[Nelly] 
So you think you're the shit nigga YA smell me 
Shouts out to my nigga NORE 
I'll never take another man's glory 
Shit don't mix like Shaq and Kobe 
Now you know me, I be low key 
On these icey roleys Scob done showed me 
And hoes ignored me, now they blow me 
Them niggas that loaned me now they owe me 
Oh me Oh my I can see tha greed and tha envy in yo eyes 
Now call me a lie 
While you five stand by I stand by tha captain 
Hoe play now did somebody page Samson 
I stay cheefin' higha than a hooker on the weekends 
Seven days a weekend man, I walk in yo church reekin 
Now Lester called me a heathen old fish eyed fool 
Bitch had the nerve to repeat old fish eyed fool 

Chorus 

[Nelly] 
One time out in the Range Rover 
(WOOP WOOP, WOOP!) Aww shit they pulled me over 
What tha hell y'all fuckin wit me fo? 
Speed limit 30 just doin 34 
"Yeah son, where the gun?" It's at home wit tha dope 
"Oh you a smart ass ha?" Nah that's my lil joke 
"How bout I tow yo truck in?" Ain't no need to be provoked 
besides everything up in here done been smoked 
I ain't got nuttin but tapes and CDs 
Pocket full of G's and two tickets across seas 
So me and my boo can lay under the palm trees 
Ain't no more questions then hand me my ID 
You could tell he was pissed 
cuz the black man in the black range 
doin black things wit his black change 
Doin the right thing, drivin his ass insane 
And if I wasn't in his face he probably be callin me names 

Chorus

             
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