MP3 
In my mama green car, servin' pills to the patients
In the black bookbag, had a civil three eighty
With a red roll metal, smokin' more than Jamaicans
When the sun go down, mask up like Jason
First come, first serve, first serve made eighty
I don't trust these niggas 'cause they pig like bacon
Nah, I don't trust these hoes, they'll turn like taser
Big back in the gap, I was so unable
Now I get it direct, I ain't talkin' 'bout cable
Live in the suburbs, I don't know my neighbors
My face card valid, overturn my cases
Only like blue faces, do that make me racist?
When I go to the bank, pay me in Caucasians
I just get the bread, the green, the cheese
The Bible on the drugs, I was scared to read
The first one to enter be the last one to leave
Uncle Tommy, Ray Charles, had his way with the ki'
Diamonds on ski, VVS diamonds on me
Diamonds every time I say, "Cheese"
Don't shit come free, everything come with a fee
Every real nigga fuck with me
Big Icy WalkDog, 1017
I'm the same nigga from the hood havin' dreams
Money got long like a stretched limousine
All of sudden all these bitches wanna love me
But I ain't got shit for a bitch, but a dream
And I ain't got nothin' on my mind, but the green
If she a meat eater, she'll eat the whole thing
If she a real freak, she'll suck the bih clean
Money Yao Ming
