Greed Hate Envy - Nelly

Right up in here, is the sweet spot

Stay right up in here, and don’t bend under 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

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 Walgreens

Put the word out on the street don’t you fuck with my fiends

Them niggas around the corner then let the 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

'Cause the house, the cars, and the coffee take cream

I might ride the Range with the Rollie on the rocks

Or push a candy-colored Cutlass with a matching G Shock

When the spot get hot don’t stop, move shop

Find another block restock and take it from the top now

Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do

Fuck the game don’t let the game fuck you

Follow the rules stay cool and rock jewels

Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do

Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do

Fuck the game don’t let the game fuck you

Follow the rules stay cool and rock jewels

Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do

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 Rollie, dudes 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 the captain

Ho play now did somebody page Samson

I stay cheefin' higher than a hooker on the weekends

Seven days, a weekend man, I walk in yo church reekin

Aunt Esther called me, «A heathen, old fish-eyed fool»

Bitch had the nerve to repeat it, «Old fish-eyed fool» c’mon

Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do

Fuck the game don’t let the game fuck you

Follow the rules stay cool and rock jewels

Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do

Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do

Fuck the game don’t let the game fuck you

Follow the rules stay cool and rock jewels

Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do

One time out in the Range Rover

(Woop, woop, woop) Aww shit they pulled me over

What the hell y’all fuckin' wit' me fo'?

Speed limit 30 just doin' 34

«Yeah son, where the gun?»

It’s at home wit the dope

«Oh you a smart ass, hah?»

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 nothin' 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

'Cause the black man in the Black Range

Doin' black things with 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

Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do

Fuck the game don’t let the game fuck you

Follow the rules stay cool and rock jewels

Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do

Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do

Fuck the game don’t let the game fuck you

Follow the rules stay cool and rock jewels

Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do

Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do

Fuck the game don’t let the game fuck you

Follow the rules stay cool and rock jewels

Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do

Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do

Fuck the game don’t let the game fuck you

Follow the rules stay cool and rock jewels

Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do