Lyrics of "green onion" by bobida

Who Want Some

Yea

Alright

All I got is trouble, most of niggas know me

Pistols in the duffle, everybody looking forward eh…

Who want some? Who want some?

You know everybody get it if he want some

Flyest in the city, all I do is ride

Everybody get it, think I’m lying to distract

Who want some? Who want some?

You know everybody get it if he want some

Aye you come in here with the bullshit

And when you see me holla at me if you want it bitch

You come in here with the bullshit

And when you see me holla at me if you want some nigga

I’m Trouble Man, stay in trouble, trouble’s all I know

I love the hustle, but trust no one, I’m countin all of my dough

Imagine city, stacks of 20’s, then it’s all I throw

You better now what that be cuz they all my folk

I do a party, hundred G to the mall I go

This slow flow bought the full flow

Mention I in Cali got a matte black Rover bulletproof to nally

Chicken nigga here say he better than me

Man if they really wanna be, I leave him dead he can be

I’m back up in this bitch with 2 OG, what they wanna do?

I shoot a nigga, catch a phase and beat it in a monocle leggo

All I got is trouble, most of niggas know me

Pistols in the duffle, everybody looking forward eh…

Who want some? Who want some?

You know everybody get it if he want some

Flyest in the city, all I do is ride

Everybody get it, think I’m lying to distract

Who want some? Who want some?

You know everybody get it if he want some

Aye you come in here with the bullshit

And when you see me holla at me if you want it bitch

You come in here with the bullshit

And when you see me holla at me if you want some nigga

A million dollar train shit, so big it’s a shame

Million that’s to hang with niggas out there dealing cocaine

Just can’t mane, you know I ain’t finna deal with no lame

Still I catch me a Benny, I’m sittin in them things

Walkin out the thing to throw them, junk is all on my chain

My address and my ensemble, that spot all on my chain

Then play the games if you want to, all my nigga with it

We can bang if you want to, let all the niggas get it

I’m probation and I’m waitin for a nigga to jump

You get respect in the crowd, nigga pull barrel I don’t

Like ain’t he learn from that time that he done did it in the pen

Man hear these skinny niggas all talkin bout pistols again

All I got is trouble, most of niggas know me

Pistols in the duffle, everybody looking forward eh…

Who want some? Who want some?

You know everybody get it if he want some

Flyest in the city, all I do is ride

Everybody get it, think I’m lying to distract

Who want some? Who want some?

You know everybody get it if he want some

You circled that how many times? Have you nigga forgot?

I get locked up, get out on top whether you like it or not

Letter of remember from my fan came, now I was a head case

To the nigga neighborhood, tell him bring the other tape

I calmed down for my kids and my mom now

Run up on them sucka niggas, you can put your arms down

Tell the ATF I got 3 more, 3 80’s left

All I got is trouble, most of niggas know me

Pistols in the duffle, everybody looking forward eh…

Who want some? Who want some?

You know everybody get it if he want some

Flyest in the city, all I do is ride

Everybody get it, think I’m lying to distract

Who want some? Who want some?

You know everybody get it if he want some

Aye you come in here with the bullshit

And when you see me holla at me if you want it bitch

You come in here with the bullshit

And when you see me holla at me if you want some nigga

Trouble Man like give me a beer partner, yea

Bounce back like a rubber band nigga, have a bank roll nigga

Boing eh

Ya’ll niggas thought it was over with nigga

You goddamn couldn’t be more mother****in mistakin, you understand that?

Nigga I’m thinkin of takin this bitch with the big homie

DJ 2, nigga what’s happenin?

Yea nigga, west side, niggas all 1’s on 4’s nigga you understand that?

Yea, niggas turn the heat up in here, what’s happenin?

Nigga up in here, what it do?

Yea, tell me to roll, nigga Blood House nigga I see you

Yea

Yea nigga

Nigga nigga they can stay and catch me nigga

I’m still ridin down the same streets in the Lou V nigga, that’s all partner

But that wet nigga

Click click pow, ain’t nothing changed nigga

Think I’m lyin as you mother****er want to

I’m on probation nigga

I’m on probation nigga

You know what that mean don’t you?

Big bank rolls and new 4x4’s nigga

Yea, Trouble Man nigga aye!