Album: Mo Money In The Bank 4: Gang Green Season (2006)

Special

[Coin drops]
[Starts off with the beat of Mobb Deep & Tony Yayo's: "Click Click".]

[Intro: {DJ Whoo Kid}]
WHOO KID DROP THAT SHIT! [beat starts]
'Ey! {Whooooooooooooooo!}
'Ey nigga guess what! {"MO MONEY"!}
Nigga ain't a damn thang changed! {"GANGREEN"!}
DAMN!

[Verse:]
I can grab sixteen cars {DAMN} every sixteen bars (uh-huh!)
My flow hard! - These nigga's is whip cream soft. (whooo!) {Whooooo!}
And I can still hit you with the lip beam off [blast]
Leave four tire marks from a mink green Porche. (er! er!)
I got a hide-out in the West so I stay warm
And hoes rushin' me without the tank spray on (ahaha!)
I'm in a Jet and there's green by the box in it
Headed to the A where they lean with it rock with it. {Whoooooo!}
All my rings got lil' green rocks in it (bling!)
Ridin' with a Radar; - I can pick up the cops with it! (I see!)
What you know about pools in and out the house?! (nothin'!)
New York nigga with old schools in and out the South. (UH!) {DAMN!}
I take a throw back, gold 'Lac and made it chrome
You can't get it your bread thin as a Razor phone. (AAARRRGGGHH!)
Do me a favor homes?! - Stay out my way! (yeah!)
Every nigga that get in the way got to pay! [gunshot]
These fake ballers eatin' Hip-Hop away! (yeah!)
I'm Magic! I'm Bird! I'm Dr. J.! (yeah!)
I'm Kong! I'm Martin! I'm Malcolm X! (YEAH!)
He's cool, but I don't know about the rest. (whooo!) [blast] {DAMN!}
I slept on these LPs since I left you.
I ain't like them other niggas, I'm SPECIAL! (SPECIAL!) [gunshot] {HAHA!}
Rap got hoes runnin' in and out the biz' (fuck you bitch!)
Bitch don't watch me, watch your kids! (KIDS!)
I'm stuntin'! - Worry about nothin'! (uh!)
These niggas frontin' or on drugs or somethin'. (whatchu want?)
You could drop the same day and still ain't this (naaah!)
And e'ry nigga with a record deal ain't rich! (naaaah!) {Whoooooo!}
I'm a hit record babe, they give me the right pitch
I'm the real deal! - They phony and iceless. {M.O.!}
Get on that slippery shit! (uh-huh!) - And get your Dickies ripped (uh-huh!)
With the same Shotgun, they shot Ricky with. [2 gunshots] {OOOOHH!}
A sweet dream is my mom on trips! (uh!)
A crib on a cliff and Sadams lil' bricks. (haha!) {DAMN!}
Bumpin' "Blood Money" on my way up town
And on my way back down I'm rollin' out a quarter pound - NOW! {Whooooo!}

[Outro:]
Now... {CAN'T FORGET...}
Pal... {R. BUCKS!}
It's over! {OUTLAW!}
You ain't fuckin' with me nigga...
Huh?!
Nobody...

[Lamont Odom Interlude (Lloyd Bank$):]
This is Lamont Odom outta the Los Angeles Lakers, Queens native.
And you're listenin' to G-UUUUNIT... Radio...
With my nigga... Lloyd Bank$!
DJ Whoo Kid! (YEAH!) [echoes] [beat stops]