Goodie Bag (Album Version)-Goodie Mob
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TXT Goodie Bag (Album Version)-Goodie Mob 文本歌词
Goodie Bag (Album Version) - Goodie Mob
Put some fire on that a** end of dat w**d
Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed
'Cause' you know me givin' me left hand dap
P-funk be ridin' shot gun escort your window broke out son
A cool breeze got my lips chap mornin' slap some
Soul in my bread basket gap contain "X" marks the spot
Twain O C the cut layin'
A stew of empty gas in my tank
A buck thirty lookin' ugly - think
But it ain't gonna stop no show
Ol' burd puttin a buzz in you ear
"It's gonna snow" or maybe perhaps sleet
Rap up the beat outside barely made it to your wake
Lookin' like Mr Fisher dickie down no suit no tie
Niggaz ain't gonna be able to just get by no mo'
You leavin' the hotel - 254
Today was good to me
I went to the Goodwill with the ten dollar bill
Got that London Fog out tha back paid tha man
Me and Khujo and T-Boo
Three jack lumbers on tha loose
Cut your a** Lo like Cee be under tha water
Half these figures around me be hollering Newt
Now what the f**k has this politician did for you
Complain complain but Mr Clampett ain't gon' change
Just ribb your a** up just to gut your pockets out
I heard Bill put two G's up for some folks
That they found in they house beat up
And I don't discuss that color scheme that they fall on
'Cause tha scheme that they fall on don't match wit my tone
See I wonder will I walk tha streets in 1995
And not have to make bond from 254
Uh will somebody please turn the lights on 166
I can't see where tha f**k I'm going
I can't do sh*t but get mad
I can't keep get Billie and his uncle out my f**kin' Goodie Bag
Without your shank you can't thank
Without your niggas you up the creek
Stank with a a** fool of ore takin' what I say for what it's worth
It don't matter 'cause how I feel might be triggered
From thoughts I had in the past
Now I struggle to reach the sky why try so hard
If all I'ma get is spit on
Cause life at the bottom ain't hittin on sh*t
But some of these folks is gettin rich
I know about mines unwind
Can't take at times going through
The same drama that got me here in this state of mind
Red-hot in the summer time
First of all I stand a little more than five feet tall
But we can still brawl ni**a I ain't scared at all
I guess you niggas don't know or can't see
That it ain't even wise steppin' to me incorrectly
But yet still when ni**a's feel they can deal
I will split yo' a** up for real
Cause we the maniacs with the chunky Goodie sac's
So I don't carry an ax but I still swing low
With the lumber jax trax
Are being made by Organo-i-z-e
Why we coolin' in the shade ain't gettin paid
For chillin illin' willin' to do what I got to do
To come thru your speaker
Cee-Lo he will never come weaker
Uniquer than a lot of emcees out today
Because I'm more than careful about what I say
When I pick up a microphone it's on
Them better leave me alone I'm in my zone
Prone to snap if you offer me a chance
Like it when them chunky hoes can dance
I'll enhance the microphone
When it's in my grip I do not slip
I can't forget my ni**a's Jo T-Mo and Gipp
Ha ha ha well Great Scott is he a thief
It seems like he has a mouth fulla gold teeth
I smile because your eyes can't take the glare
But Cee-Lo him don't care I cut off all my hair
And everybody stop and stare
When we come in the place
And I can get on the mic wit no time to waste
Get right up in yo' face kick the flavor you taste
And when I'm on the microphone it's a damn disgrace
How you don't comprehend what I'm saying to you
And I'm the C the double E from the Goodie Mo Crew
I'm coming thru I'm comin' true ooh I can't even stop
It's Cee-Lo B I'm down wit that ni**a pop
Pop pop and my ni**a Mike L
And Bert P and my ni**a Pretty Ken
You know he down wit me
We from Atlanta G-A that is where we stay
I'm diggin all in the Goodie Bag each 'n ever day
Ooooh sh*t
